Long Fatale Poems

Femme Fatale By A Wishing Well 
  (In The Wastelands Of War)

Warm as breath on placid skin,
Soft as gentle summer rains,
Loud as natures angry clouds
That gather in ambushed lanes,
To confer with the wounded boys
Whose...

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"transference"


transference 
in a narcissistic world
propaganda for the 
unsuspecting
validation 
for the damaged

writers 
soldiers 
victims 
survivors
war fought daily
in shallow trenches

buckling at the knees
stand up 
brave comedians 
salute compatriots and cowards 
caught in their camouflaged net
all the crumbling...

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Reaping short terms benefits...

before marital savings bond matured
as a then quinquagenarian.

Courtesy gerontologists medical practitioners
allowing, enabling, and providing
the elderly population to live
longer and healthier lives.

Linkedin with longevity loosely translates
to resurgent libido spurring
older folks predilection
to participate in...

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“Beloved Femme Fatale”


Musk and Neroli satin skin spoons
Naked feet ‘neath The Pillars of Petra
She towers majestic above you, colours your grey skies
You are worshipping her on your knees
What does it matter, anymore? Before your eyes,...

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The embers glow mysteriously as the breezes pass
In Whitby where the terraced houses fell on mass
Two new friends sit and chat about the devastating storms
And as they sit and talk an old legend is reborn.

T'was...

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She enters the room, sipping blood red wine,
             Work of art, all competition fades, outshined,
        ...

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I used to receive regular phone calls so gladly from her
I could feel all her excitements and when she’s so eager
Telling me about her and how bright the sun in her day
And all her surprises...

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The crowd crushed ruthlessly to the exit when darkness had fallen into disrepair

Made way through a tunnel of gloom and abandoned him and his sunken feeling

‘Better to stay clear of his sadness it might be...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s PEACE PROJECT 9 - le Projet de la paix 9 by T. Wignesan

…………………..Comme gel sous l’eau noire, sommeil fatale, crapaud.  
………..’Sade’ - Le Marteau sans Maître - (René) Char

la laideur...

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We are friendly sort of people, greeting and asking how you are,
One great nation, two languages, the distance between coasts far,
Travel to Quebec or to some areas in provinces east and west,
You may be asked...

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Marvelous mitzvah "munchkin" minted

Thy eldest daughter Eden Liat
treasured more'n a pearl
(otherwise known as Rapunzel)...
donated cut hair to charity - you go girl,
ha, whereat your fine brunette locks of love

will be repurposed into wigs for kids,
and...

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Emma Frost (aka White Queen) is a powerful character in Marvel Comics.  Is
she a hero or villain?  Sometimes, it is hard to know! She is a mutant with the
most amazing telepathic skills. ...

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Too fast! It hurts!
It travels at lightspeed!
Ruins calm. More than I need!
Help me please!
This monster brings me to my knees!
Wild eyed. Animal's panic.
No reason. Life is just Titanic.
Too much to see, need, read.
Copious substance.
Im a...

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The crashing waves hit the bow, as we cut through waters deep.
Clasped in irons that cut the skin; forged in the fires that never sleep.

The desert was dry, the sun beat down, I am free...

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You should offer more.
I'm frustrated. Disappointed. Angry.
You pursue your denial.
Instead, you should acknowledge me.
No matter what you believe.
No matter how long you wait.
I won't call you.
I detest the taste of your bait.
I hear nothing.
Weak messages,...

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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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Better safe than sorry?
Fallacy.
I say, better sorry than safe.
Even if brought, calamity.
Safe never dreams.
Safe never changes.
Safe found no new thing, new places,
a new people's strangeness.
New cultures, new stars, new planets.
Safe hides in fortified sameness.
Safe only...

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**** Would like to preface my return, and many apologies to fellow poets who may have missed my absence. Though I did not have much luck in love this past year, this poem was written...

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Blue men talking, standing askance.
Boasting through insecurity's dance.
Hands on their hips, changing lead. 
Reacting on cue, shifting need.
Negotiating through, 
judgment with a glance.
Women walking, asking what's new.
Gossip, the only bile they spew.
Hand flicks hair, waiting...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s The Cat Sat on the Mat, La chatte s’est assise sur la natte by T. Wignesan

(Unless I’m sorely mistaken, this’s EM’s first published poem: Poetry Magazine/Poetry Foundation, Chicago, February 1959, pp....

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it is just a last wake up call,
heavy bell tolls of John Donne
mourning for dying Humanity.

The very serious and decisive warning
sending to all nations.
Change your mind, way of life,
local, state orders
and global system –
for much...

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Too tired,  i thought io myself, to lance this wound again
 So I'll let the sufferings flow where no good tidings go
 And we'll call it a truce in the end.
 Oh, tell me...

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As if the music had wings
but the notes dripped with tears.
Speaks of everything he's loved
and everything he fears.
His fingers, they dance,
Speak of torture and romance.
With a glance
from askance
frozen in stance 
I'm enraptured .
I'm held in...

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Bello (hello)let me tell you about some Minions
Brightly covered single-cell organisms
Small yellow cylindrical creatures
With one eye and sometimes two
Not sure why . . . 
Minions love to wear dungarees and goggles
Not sure why . ....

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Never before,
have I loved a woman more,
before,
I fell in love with you.
My entire life I've ached for you,
searched for you.
Made so many passionate mistakes,
I broke my own heart.
When me met, 
it was cleaved in two.
You...

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