Long Foil Poems

Here's the deal, folks...
   This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
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Every day, ‘round 8 am, I climb up from the subway and pass a guy - a blind guy -  who is there to beg for change.
But one day, as I paused to watch...

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The Cold Doorknobs 

I.
I am sure there will be that profound moment in time
when the dog out back will stop its incessant yapping,
Its unrelenting impulse to belch out its interminable wails, 
alas, to inform its...

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POTD 30th August 2018 

The gently swaying branches of the old oak should elicit calmness
And yet a sense of foreboding permeates the midnight air
Wild imaginings?  Or did shadows flit across the leaf strewn path?
No...

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“liaison dangereuse”



Tear a thin line 
along my skin
softly velvet
finger tips 
no nurses gloves

down my neck
along my throat
with something
sharp like words
on a tongue

like I’m
one of the 
gentility heard
soft as a block of butter
hard from the fridge
I'll...

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Arni Kleftiko Stolen Lamb


The Cypriots and Greeks have a few differences,
And can argue a great deal,
But both agree when it comes to ‘Kleftiko”
It has forever been, the most delectable 
Traditional Greek meal,
That ever a bandit...

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Get me feeling well
For, I am sick as hell
Brain orgasms and headaches rape my mind and left me thoughtlessly behind
Trying to keep the Kingdom in remembrance before I grow blind or lose my mind
I am...

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Sweeter than Sweets
                              Family Love Easter...

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Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly knights; encased Great-Helm:
Thus maketh the pale maidens meek pulse
To so...

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The figurative nail hit on the hirsute covered head!

Eventually vices will witness me crow king
cough'n affliction caw hearse courtesy 
smok'n since me yay high,
hence appellation (mountain) wheezer 
natural set of adult teeth (rotten to the...

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The holiday season is upon us, and I delight in the memories of my childhood yuletides.  One such memory stands out quite clearly. Just before Thanksgiving, November’s blustery winds arrived, weaving frost spider webs...

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  In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, 
skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, 
you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness 
wronged-vaped, winged
to the wilderness by their covens,...

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I am sitting right next to it, and I am absorbing all of it, the fire is in the dish and the smell is keeping me fit.I have not eaten for many days and I...

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Unto all generations comes a time,
  a time to take and to lose.
A time for peace and a time for war -
  time to heal, time to bruise

Loud is the cry of “stolen...

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Written 20 December 2023
No. 1263 Unplaced Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand

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Act 4.

Marat

Where do these tears come from? My makeup
is melting in the spotlight. She has gone.
Oh, how I wished to tell her… I did not.
I wished to tell but I forgot the words
to say according...

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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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You didn't go out and just buy a costume
at least not when I was growing up.
You had to be more inventive
than just going out to shop.

I learned that simple things 
can make wonderful costumes, too.
I've...

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Pray, my lord, says the priest. ‘Tis sweet balm for the soul,
and he, he sees yours-
Lord, I hope not- you think.
‘O! there are spirits of the air!’
a poet will write centuries after they give you...

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Stranger ; the slight neglect 
of conversation has passed 
	as Tempest. 
& the Desert is silent , and pure 
For nothing thou will find but bones and dust.
	Nor will a Lover be 
	by Reason then,...

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Nestled among the trees in a primitive campsite,
A cub scout and his mother were on their third camp-out.
The tent was pitched; double foil wrapped food was cooked just right.
The young campfire cook gave his skills...

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Come With Me To The Point Of No Return, Everything That's Left Is Rage.

I noticed as I walked alone for so long,
The one thing that is no longer expected, for you think I have gone.
Locked...

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Ah, God, the way your little finger moved 
As you thrust a bare arm backward 
And made play with your hair 
And a comb a silly gilt comb 
Ah, God—that I should suffer 
Because of...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
 mom entary apple pie delquiences cooling 
the soul shopping for...

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It was a long walk, with time heeling at my shadow. 
(and somewhere miles away the garage door closed, and the exhaust flowed,
and a small dog died in her limp arms)
I was friendly with God....

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