Long Expertly Poems

Veronica Franco translations

Veronica Franco (1546-1591) was a Venetian courtesan who wrote literary-quality poetry and prose.

Capitolo 19: A Courtesan's Love Lyric (I) 
by Veronica Franco
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

"I resolved to make a virtue of...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenched brutality
with the bodies of...

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Antics Of A Buzzfeed Ding Housefly...

Non random, but (based on my very
     far out, flimsy laughably 
     amateurish thinking)
     faux feigned aye
firmly believe,...

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Picture a man’s solitary stroll on a sandy seaside,
Early time of day, just a short time after low tide,
Water almost calm, gentle waves lapping the shore,
Early morning sun brilliantly blazing the horizon.
Feel the wonderful breeze…smell...

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Cats and Christmas trees

A cat is instinctive
Climbs tall towering trees expertly
The garden is his haven
His and only his territory

Smart and astute he can survive on his own
Catching rats, mice and birds, presents just for me
Proud,...

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Brumby.

A strong gale cuts its path across the snow laden mountain tops,
light and tough the timor, thoroughbred mix, leads his mob at a trot.
A day spend grazing the valley below they now ascend the range...

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Oh, if only ...

If only monsters ...
LOOKED like monsters.
If they lurked ONLY in the dark,
Glowing red eyes and chiseled teeth ...
Claws and horns and forked tails,

         ...

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Yang's guerrilla tactics
explode my two way mirror,
unveiling camouflage Yin's indigenous strategies.

Messianic Yang fascinations
uncover Yin's mutual mentoring solidarity,
salvific yeast transmorphing light's power
into wriggling heated function,
fertilizing Her benign wet redeemer 
hospitality.

Positive forceful forms of Yang
double bound convex...

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- - - An observation of true events - - - 
  - - (insatiable person's search) - - 

Aiming to embellish my identity 
Rural persona branches further 
Tight city existence not meant for...

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THIS LADY AND ME

This lady and me,
In this place
We would still be strangers,
If it had not happened
For when this lady had sat down;
Next to me today,
And being somewhat a chipper chappie be,
With depression laid on...

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Q   Why would the global elites want the same Great Global Reset in Western nations?

A   It is all about power and control over the hapless sheep nations of the world. Into...

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great expectations
anticipated in the 
poetic heart 
Havisham delivered
all and more for love, 
a separate unseen thief, 
tore the others’ worlds apart

webs like ectoplasm
from underneath a rock
scurrying swiftly out of sight
wrapped tight around a child
dressed in...

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Kim (one of my BFF) brightened with inspiration, “Oooo! Send him a sexy pic!”
“I’m NOT going to sext a guy out of the BLUE,” I grumbled, indignantly.

Kim turned to her phone, “No, No, of COURSE...

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Sacred music
is not a performance Thing,
an exterior-focused 
ego-enhancement event
that expertly v nascently happens
to win/lose competitive
LeftBrain dominant Me

An individual
dissociated ego-identity
divorced from eco/theo-logically reflective
systemically interconnected We.

Music
muses and amuses
my resonant climaxing relationships
of co-passionate interior robust eruption
revolving voiced resonance
between...

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Botched Artwork Saves Town

Sometime last year, in late August 2015, something unusual went viral..
It was an ancient picture on the wall, vastly unlike its original art..

A piece of botched artwork, unfinished, and yet all over...

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My sister Annick fixed me, locked me in, with cold, blue eyes as she sat down slowly next to me at the table. “I’m a surgeon,” she said, not quite casually, “a board certified surgeon.”

I...

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I see her, ecstatic under thundering skies, red flashed lightning
Long hair static, arms spread wide,
savoured downpour, dance.... exuberant

As if day becomes night, a crimson moon, tinted stars, painted clouds
Peering down, eclipsing fears and weaving enchantment
Her...

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Airless Man Caves
                by Odin Roark

We love to beat ourselves up.

We venture out from our cavern of dread
to once again...

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Eulogies are beautiful things in the way that many counterfeit things can be beautiful; in the way that deception so expertly executed can be so breathtakingly perfect; in the way that a fist sized cubic...

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There is a limit I can be pushed to
If driven to it, could I kill ?
Last night I found out

As I was undressing
I felt I was being focused upon
The intruder's cold stares froze me in...

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Time disorder is common in a concert meant for those who rush
one organized by adrenaline and moderated by passion
a boomerang transaction, where the receiver and giver are the same
in a speedy interplay, faster than lightening...

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To get lost amidst a painting
cast into my mind
falling into my eyes
all these scenes creating
fast forward and rewind
all that is before me, can shatter into behind
the distance between us is clearly insurmountable
oh, but the numerous...

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Softly. so softly- a light breeze flows, 

whipping my cap off my head 

cascading my hair as it tumbles 

to my shoulders 

in soft auburn mahogany curls 

Gently so gently kisses from 

this brook sprays...

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Who knew shredded paper...
alias confetti could be so much fun?

The misses took play therapy (hive
urgently got to tell thee)
to whole nother level,
she smartly, expertly,
deftly... didst contrive
at my expense - (to late),

when paramedics did arrive
abusive deadly...

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Once glorious, but now rusting buildings, lined every dusty road.
Somehow everywhere clung the smell of cow dung.
My heavy bag, a giant rucksack,
Most of it I shipped right back.
I thought there wasn't much glitz or glamour,
And...

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