Long Eu Poems

“SUMMER”



Where 
has Summer 
gone?

The world 
has lost 
Summer

Sweet 
little 
dream

missing 

all those other 
beautiful  
small dreams 

seen as toys
small and 
inconsequential 

casually tossed aside, 
disposable play,
things

pure shining lights
smiling eyes once so bright, 
switched off,

'neath...

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“Forever”



When The Terrors came,
The Uncontrollable Ones,
she closed her eyes
and listened for the notes
her mother had planted
amongst the deep blues,
beds of Forget-Me-Nots,
she followed the 
labyrinthine trail 
and through a gate unhinged,
it would seem destroyed, thrown aside,
she...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Courbet: Elegy 8 by T. Wignesan

Blanches oeuvres ouvertes
résident dans les jours
la surface du banc de travail est noire
les géraniums-lierres
les fougères et les adragans
accumulent leurs oeuvres et jours:
La toile noire de Courbet
un...

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Eu-e,
Eu-e-e,
Eu-e,
Bucky Fuller Big Bang.

U-C,
U-C-A-G,
U-C,
ribonucleic acid.

Yang-Yin,
Yang-Yin-Yin,
Yang-Yin
Bucky Fuller Big Brain

My Friend Bucky Fuller
came down to me today.
He said,
"Lao-tse's Time
grows not-not binomial
radiates fore
and gravitates aft
Space and Time
poetry as rhyme
Convex and Concave!"

My Friend Rumi Gloomy
said to me today,
"When you...

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You are now about to witness my lack of street knowledge
Straight outta lockdown,
lazy brother named THE DUDE
Formed a gang called diggers With Altitudes
Work is called off, I got a paid off
Strains getting quicker, and bodies...

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Translation of Roberta Flack's Killing Me Softly with his Song by T Wignesan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgl-VRdXr7I


Refrain :

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my...

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War used to be some other place
Out of sight and mind;
But now we see on our tv
The worst of humankind.

An army has just marched across
Another country’s border,
Wreaking murder, unprovoked,
And violent disorder.

Are we so blind? We...

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I'll dibble dab and squiggle on my pad,
I'm just a lad, and if it's good it's bad
and bad is good, words are misunderstood,
not could, would and should or does and mood.

Food for a dozen with...

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>Sunday – shop – or – not, until you drop.

I heard it on TV one night.  
So I knew it must be right.
MP’s debating seriously.  
Whatever could be that emergency?

Was Sunday shopping, oh...

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>That  Eurovision song contest.

Me telly was on the blink.
Into an early sleep. 
I drugged did sink.
Medical ones I mean.
Not what all of you, just did think.

But looking at the points.
GB did not get.
I think...

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Although President Joe Biden, the members of the EU and the United Nations
do not want the current Hamas Israel War to expand--it already has in both
Lebanon and Syria.  Not because of the nation of...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES : LV - Mind unwinding tweezers

If you let « bygones be bygones » , there’ll be no FUTURE left, and since we can’t always live in the EVER PRESENT (yet that’s what we...

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>All poets scribes of verse on here.  This rhyme does not mean you, please don't fear.  But if it did, as was accepted in your group, you could strike me from this poetic...

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8 Versos Livres

1 - Dois amores

Escrever é meu 
segundo amor:
e posso dizer: 
quando se ama algo,
de atividade até pessoas 
você encontra muito tempo. 

Eu escrevo por duas horas por dia, 
geralmente começando à meia-noite; 
às...

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"15 and 16"


she was taken
from a distance
removed, she watched 
her mother die
15

the sky bleeds
blue now

echoes in the 
cloudy eyes of 
a helpless mother 
watching her daughter
and innocence die

the warm jets 
from bilious 
billionaires
well fed 
by...

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An unfortunate calibre is a turtle turning in a towel. Vast vistas vacate villages videoing vests vehemently And all the time the sleeping beast snores as the cattle drive by in their mooving mobile manufactured...

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As a boy I walked the town, near knowing everyone
The Sun it shone all Summer long I revelled in the fun
With relatives and friends we'd play, 'til darkness sought us out
Then caring aunts would hunt...

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I tried, I tried
To stop loving you
I cried, I cried
For being too crazy about you.

You never loved me
You take me for granted
You thought I was demented
You never cared for me
Yet, my love for you
Was unconditional
And...

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>First, we own no fishing fleet.
A fleet that’s ours, catching fish, for us to eat.
I hope that last line, does sound right.
As of our fishing fleet, I have no sight.

Digging coal from online (I said...

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I have no friends left, 
In this town,
Will you be my friend?
You, the little Prince
Living On the planet B 612?

Will you be my friend?
The robin
Gracefully singing
When I Walk?

I have no friend,
Will you be my friend?
You,...

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SYRIAN REFUGEES

I'm watching a programme on telly
About the Syrian refugees
Men and women and children
Humanity brought to its knees

I'm watching the desperate faces
The terror and hunger and fear
They're facing their ultimate nightmare
And me? Well I'm just...

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>River Orwell and a Poppy field
By Stanley Russell Harris
(The mad Author)

I went out with the wife today.
We walked by the River Orwell I say.
Tide was out, but breeze was swell.
Ensured there was no stinking town...

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31 "You looked, O king, and there before you stood a large statue—an enormous, dazzling statue, awesome in appearance. 32 The head of the statue was made of pure gold, its chest and arms of...

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"Night Flight"

the sky is 
an open eye
blue as the
Orpheus ocean 

clear in the 
shallows' grit
naivety irritates it 
birthing hard gems

it calls in 
from beneath 
the undertow 
a new dawn  

Morpheus deep
bipolar colours 
unrecognisable
hues and...

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'>I feel a little poem story coming along.  You might as well share it now, as it would take me ages to put it in my book 10 of poems.
It was written today, 26th...

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