Long Fain Poems

Oft in My Thought
by Charles D'Orleans
translation by Michael R. Burch

So often in my busy mind I sought,
Around the advent of the fledgling year,
For something pretty that I really ought
To give my lady dear;
But that sweet...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw a ewe eat a yew.
I ate on the ait eight...

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And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," President Abraham Lincoln was shot.

President...

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Ford's Theater, April 15th, 1865...
Petersen House, Washington, D.C.

I admit to own a passion
for the Civil War in general,
and the life and death of
the sixteenth president in particular
between a hard spot of whiskey
and draughts of arrack;
nonetheless...

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Ever so often you come across a composition that leads one to take flight.
In the distance their are corridors that lead to places of resistance,
transformed we will glow such as these writings have taken you.
to...

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Negligent grooming habits unbridled

Apathy toward mine personal hygiene
i.e. relinquishing attention
linkedin with bare toiletries,
cuz I rarely spruced myself up
nor never maple leave
to cease being hard nut to crack
and rendered adopted
couture modus operandi
of yours truly shabby chic
figurative...

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We passed over, where was held in frost state
Harshly contained people of the next band,
Not down bent, but all lying in quite strait.

Weeping itself  the tears does not disband,
And pain which finds in eyes...

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Petersen House, Washington, D.C.  

(i admit to own a passion for the Civil War in general, 
and the life and death of 
the sixteenth president in particular).

between a hard spot of whiskey 
 ...

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Twenty first century civilization gone?... I askew.

Ah... what luxury to wax poetic 
as freedom to trumpet thoughts, 
ideas, emotions, et cetera will wane,
especially if president number forty five
courtesy wealth and/or stealth
dons the mantle as de...

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This dread disease that has afflicted my home, 
This malady, this plague on my house;
This making convertible the former quaintness and provincialism thereof 
Into something wholly despicable and disgustingly homogeneous,
Yclept "cosmopolitanism," and "worldliness," and "globalization,"...

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Twenty First Century Civilization Gone Askew...?

Methinks perchance man
     kind always vain
n'er did appertain
moral hike polar opposite
     from human being:
uncivil, unethical, unsocial, et cetera
    ...

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‘ Legendary …’  ( Part  4 (of) 4 ) 



Now, that the Maiden was Unaided, Quickly, ‘He’ Located, Her Craftily
Beth, was in A Flurry, Too Much in a Hurry to Hear Turning of...

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I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon.
I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon.

I studied sleep patterns too, like vivid...

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Was it the love phantom to ease my pain                          ...

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"All animals are equal. But some animals are more equal than others."
—George Orwell

A dozen of chickens and a number of horses, a cat and a raven, a few cows and other hoofed ones—all of which...

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Poems written on a trip to Prague
in 2009
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Sailing Neath the Charles Bridge
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Such history flows beneath this bridge
And all that have walked on it
So many pass its statues walk
And think so little of it.

Germans, Russians ...

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My Beloved, 
My fervent Solemn passion
My LOVE bound to you
My Darling, I am entirely thine
As kindling in pure Formidable flame
My Beloved, My precious love
My better self,
If the moment of Immortality 
Unveil to exist between us
I...

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FOREVER ADELINE 

Acknowledgement:  
A big thank you Sam Scott from our Poetry Soup Community,
for your splendid narrative contribution.

Synopsis: 
A story of unrequited love that began in childhood. 
Despite the passage of time, his love...

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Death Via Boredom: A Dragon's Demise

Stamping forth from his lair,
Preceded by billows of smoke
The great dragon's murderous red-eyed glare
Penetrated the gloom as he wrathfully spoke.

"Who dares disturb my thoughtful repose?"
Thundered the Worm, rocking back on...

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I close my eyes and I hear a sound, 
Running water, joyful and unbound. 
Leaping and roaring, swirling and swishing, 
Loud slaps of waves crashing. 
But the chaos yet fuels peace within me, 
As I...

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I've been a bit free with the vitriol with a couple of poems recently, and need to check myself.  Some months ago I met a bard, Kevan Manwaring.  In his book, the Bardic...

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TEMPEST

Twin limestone tors thrust up through valley floor
Like isles or icebergs in a calm flat sea
Deep green save where shear rock can hold no spore
To spawn in fecund niche a vine or tree

Midday and all...

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Apostle Matthew encountered... 
artist, dragon and gangster extraordinaire

Written September ninth, 
two thousand and twenty one.
Reposted exactly three years later.

Here at 2 Highland Manor Drive
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania.

Actually all three people
linkedin to each other courtesy
Dissociative Identity Disorder
(Multiple Personality...

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Apostle Matthew encountered... 
artist, dragon and gangster extraordinaire

Here at 2 Highland Manor Drive
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania.

Actually all three people
linkedin to each other courtesy
Dissociative Identity Disorder
(Multiple Personality Disorder).

Wiccan up to mystical alien way
I raptly listened as she didst...

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Always turned out to be tensed, 
If she hear her sons are in merse,
Wish to provide all she have to, 
Inflicted with hardship,to whom does she look up to?
Sacrifice drops anytime from her sweats, 
To...

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