Long Emeritus Poems

 Translation of Eric Mottram’s Poem 33 in Interrogation Rooms by T. Wignesan

33.  on a vu un homme courir/ de la scène de crime un homme est maintenant en train d’aider/ la police avec...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part One by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Two by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...

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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN - Part Four by T. Wignesan


"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis,...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Three by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...

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I stopped to stool siphon sip on a cool blue 
circumstance in the means between the in 
times loath listening to complacent
poetic prostitutional practice of stir my friends 
ego echoes doing the same f. u....

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You came and perceived, driving through every life tussle, 
in the hustle of frowns, smiles and laughter, 
conquering everyday tasks in your unique way! 
The poet in me acclaims and writes this poetic diphthong for...

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For my Dad and Mom (Dorothy) on Fathers Day.

 Albin J. Gruhn who passed away at the age of 94 years young. I Love You Dad and I am missing you so much! Robert

When Albin...

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The following is about my beloved father Albin J. Gruhn who passed away at the age of 94 years young. I Love You Dad and I am missing you so much! Robert

When Albin Gruhn got...

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Reasons

Sometimes we think, 
Sometimes we drink!
Sometimes our mind,
Is lost in liquor or wine!
The trouble between both black and white, 
Is that each see their view as right!
Let's work together for a single master,
Instead of fighting,...

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Realizations 
 
There was a boy, Who played all day.
His name was Jam, He laughed all the way.
Sometimes sad, But others glad.
Sometimes he had, But was very mad.
Until he viewed, A young man stealing a...

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Down,
Up.
What can be expected?
Not much.
If you do not jump,
We can all see limitations!
But the Master can create innovations,
Not the popular way!
But there is a way.
Nothing can be achieved,
As long as you are deceived.
Far from this...

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feeling his vitamin injection a new adventure begins
a slapstick epic of unfathomable implication here unfolds
as the rat gnawed curtain rises at Ye Bone and Gristle
among the clattering of wooden pints of bitter ale
the floor show...

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I seem to have forgotten
the purpose of civilization
we are to animals 
as animals are to a basket of forks
C.J. Jung as the UFO pilot
in "Freud Attacks" a talkie
a flaming romp through the hubs of hell
hI...

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A WALK IN THE WOODS
Ode to a Beloved Pet


I go for a walk through the woods today and Jack is by my side
We find a place of calm and peace – he is the perfect...

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Somehow he was made to feel the culprit
for the sins of all house trained mammalians
the breath he drew apparently criminalized
eventually concluding that 90% of the obstacle course
was the low hanging fruits of bland insanity
designed by...

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Providence rode,
I land
On the island
To learn its code
Of conduct, as
taught by Mr. Rhodes,
emeritus professor of jazz,
etiquette & odes

He says it's like an
Amorphous Z,
a
venomous ignominy
that obfuscates your
vexilology
& depletes its logic,
tantalizing a tarantula
with ubiquitous uppity.
It's the maximum...

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How So Humdrum...
Being A Nonpartisan Author

One path of literary renown striving
     to craft belles lettres
     versus another aim
ming to inject castigation,

     fulmination, and...

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The young and eager parson had completed his seminary education.
He girded his loins to battle sin and lead the wayward to salvation!
The pastoral selection committee after a long and deliberate search,
Invited him to pastor at...

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Maestro – 4-23-24
Dedicated to Dr. Stanley Chapple.  Co-founder of Tanglewood. Conductor of the London Philharmonic.   Head of the Music School University of Washington.  Conductor of the University of Washington Symphony Orchestra....

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Written: March 22, 2025, for contest sponsored by Craig Cornish

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In the heart of my kitchen    spices exude...

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A gong sounds again
Squalled with familiar war cries
Bringing me on my feet again
To pick the best tools, drop the fries
One more bite and I’m the next casualty
Picking military regalia, dress down to the task’d
My alert...

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When the World is Safe Again
           
Each breaking day as I awake
I ask my God in His good grace
To simply let me hold my place
Until...

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Oh My God

You can do it alone Sissy don’t be a ‘sour puss’
All that rolling a stone uphill is best done in utter

		~ Reclusion ~

Oh Godot all that waiting and never to come
Almost there and...

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People problems are the worst
A heart ache, to be frank 
First learned this when promoted
To a supervision rank

That was a long time ago
But things still haven’t changed
Today I’m leader of a band
That must be rearranged

My...

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