Long Encode Poems

October 7th, 2023 upon third anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride nor prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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NOT A BALLPOINT TO SLEEP:

I dare blame them for any detriment,
As I care more to rubbish these bait flip men.
So simple having their downfall predistined,
Can sense struggles thrown from their pritched den.
Easily showcasing their uproot's...

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October 7th, 2022 upon second anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride or prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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beyond what we know is the realm of wrapping
  can be no time, can be no space
  just stuff, bits and pieces, much coming and going
  the much going and coming base
...

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Father now journeys
into afterlife destination alone,
October 7th, 2020 mid afternoon
with Earthlings ministration did attone
where night envelops his lovely bones
rendered devoid of any groan
courtesy Roxanol (morphine)
and Ativan finding him prone

to experience painlessness, and no
his dying wish,...

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Yesterday I had a short circuit
So, I just had to go sit back
And just rework it

Been writing for more
Than a week a half

Boy this download did come real fast
Yeah with the music
Man it was blast

I...

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We two are designed to these ebbs and troughs,  
Gyro dynamic tempos to clench the soul, 
And gnawingly let go,
Let flow 
Far far away into sunsets,
And let grow further away into context,
 Vegetate a...

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 Somewhere in a strange land
An unknown heart throbs for me
Etching an amorous graffiti
On the blank walls of my mind
Where ever I am, I feel a pair of eyes 
Fondly surveying and scanning me,
Speaking to...

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She jumped the cables of this earth and landed on their stratosphere 
not much was interlocked inside that interstated space except a high   
the coded silence telegraphed in tetrotonic voice was plugged in...

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— Лу, Ты хорошо
говоришь по-русски? — Нет, 
плохо, Иренa.


Russian-to-English translation:
"Lou, do you speak Russian well?" "No, poorly, Irena."

Literally:
"Lou, you well
speak (in) Russian?" "No,
poorly, Irena."

*Note: If you ever submit a poem on poetrysoup.com that displays question...

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we talk about existence 
like we talk about
the concept of time
trying to encode our souls 
in something 
we do not believe in

patterns seem to 
make rings around 
the heart of the flesh
the soul of the...

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we talk about existence 
like we talk about
the concept of time
trying to encode our souls 
in something 
we do not believe in

patterns seem to 
make rings around 
the heart of the flesh
the soul of the...

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We’re alive and aglow, so all should be well
but perchance if we begin to feel withdrawn,
as feelings of melancholy in heart swell,
a shroud of depression, darkening the dawn,
making us gloomy, life then a living hell,
know...

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My poem I want to write
and encode what is going inside
My poem I want it to rhyme
a soothing melody and not a mime
When I come to my poem's harmony
the words are manipulated artfully
How could mind...

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Forge writes that fling pulse that appeal,
Thought ever springs constructs you feel.


Tale from mere vines as words congest,
Savvy crafts lines that sparkles fest.


From here to there and then some more,
Seek twisted fare in shades and...

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Wars in my mind
Rain strains and pains of a cruel kind
In circumstances I suspect
Tear promised prospects in every respect.

Wars in my heart
Tear my trust system apart
When blues bathe my trust
In seas and rivers of russet...

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