Long Encores Poems

The daily star Tuesday issue...

announces Summer Solstice 2023
regarding ray zing planetary earthlings

Wednesday, June twenty first
at 10:57 Ante Meridian
Eastern standard time
will find Earth's North Pole tilted
closest toward sun. This demarcates

most daylight hours of the year for
people...

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"I'm working on the Lento Form starts as a collage and not simplistically termed words, like my poem 'Ode to a Dove' that made Best Lento Form," ... by Poet.

*Actual Poem used below, 
Star light,...

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I saw the swifts again today,
High on the wing and weaving the crags to the clouds.

I watched them last from my Fall lawn,
Flickering between fantasy and truth,
And whistling their secrets to the wind.  

They’d...

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My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose!

Our Mother, in a fit of Pique
At Susie's antics...

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(What Susie Did)




My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose!

Our Mother, in a fit of Pique
At...

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October’s Finale

October sets the stage for ghostly goblins – frost on pumpkins; 
 Black cats yowl on top of fences arching, upstage the moonlight;
 Floating apparitions of wraiths soliloquies in mid-flight fright;
Full moons cast eerie...

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Turning down the corners of your own smile                           ...

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ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE, AND ALL THE MEN AND WOMEN MERELY PLAYERS;... AND SO HE PLAYS HIS PART...  LAST SCENE OF ALL, 
THAT ENDS THIS STRANGE EVENTFUL HISTORY...     ...

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Existential fear abandoned for the sake of delusion

Nuclear freeze in her heart of alchemy’s shivers 

Veiled shadows dancing to the echo of silence

Intemperance sounding choral confusion of fate 

Rosemary scents a bunch of renegade petals...

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Have you seen such a thing?
Heard it, tasted it just the same, 
found its rhythm, found its bang.
Only later to figure you forgot the name.
There is no shame in this,
for in between beats and jives
We...

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Awake to the celestial sea chant

Starry-eyed dark matter
of infinite space
Espied by countless eons
since original human race
Became cognizant of her/
his terrestrial place
Gilding the heavens with strings
of pearly hued lace
Closer to Earth charting
early skywatchers to notice moon face
Held...

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~ can you tell I'm ready for SPRING???! hehe ~



Jealous Winter
     by Amy Swanson



Winter...
   
       you come and go

    ...

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Treasury of candles
imagined reawakening the exemplars who campaigns
their coalescing.

Prayer resurrecting
unkept promises that fault mistiness veils of affections 
deeply confessed.

Sweetly progressed
a sinless tinkering of ifs and or buts, realizing an
overdue quietus.

Deja vu changes us,
with sweeping preparations...

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Sculpted perfectly to fit in his hands, becoming familiar with his grasp.
From the first chord strung with his bow on amateur steel strings.
Italic F echoing melodies, Steel skipping beats
Tuning her with every stroke.
Losing her pegs,...

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Oh, yes, I have heard sleep talking before.
And thankfully, it was not always me!
Although, I admit that in days of yore
I woke myself up in a talking spree.

My honey at times talks in between snores.
I...

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I will only give encores to an all female audience.


This is dedicated to all the beautiful women in the world,
Especially those I have had the pleasure of meeting.


Oh my!  Maya;
Would you be mine?
I am...

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There are people behind the curtains.
Stiff, steel toed shoes in leather.
Musty breath from hiding velvet
bites of purple passion.
There are rows of audience seats.
Empty, moth eaten pillows and such.
Reclining without weight or body
in hollows of past...

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We poets are farmers still,
ploughing our mind in the invisible field,
whenever the mind makes the pen wield.
Sowing the seeds of emotion,
in the field of melancholy,
we reap the expression of joy
with our hearts happy and merry.
Gardeners...

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What advice should I be giving?
Who am I to say anything?
I wish to convey a word or two, maybe more
As a result of what life gave me to export.

But advice I will not give you
Yet...

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I’m considering becoming a circus clown
For clowns bring joy to others, it seems,
And, I shall wear a bowler made of down.

In the winter I will wear a velvet gown
From a lectern I’ll share my wildest...

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Turning the parchments pages

Of this tearstained scroll

Bombast tales, never, have I ever spoke

The writings of palladians life, unfolds

Beyond the reasons and beyond the rhymes

And beyond this once somnolent night

In front of the crowds, I have...

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Out with the old , in with the new 
We all subject to change
It would be a shame 
If you ain't Grew
Lost 

Before I stop blaming the world for things I do 
It isn't hard...

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   "Intimate Inspirations"



the beauty of Nature inspires my quill
the lovely mystique' of Creation, my will
to compose lines, amazing, to share with my peers
and welcome sweet critique', as insights appear.

the smile of a child;...

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If I weren't afraid, I'd 
act on the stage 
A thespian I would be

When I witness a show 
I yearn to be up there
as part of the company

But deep down inside I am desperately shy
An...

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