Long Fragmentary Poems

Old Albert was frustrated.

He knew his famous ego-identity came from this solar eco-system
with four interdependent dimensional voices.

He felt his own original moment began with ZeroSum nutritional balance
between eco-centered womb 
and emerging ego-centered identity,

And, he felt...

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Lies, Lovers and Love 

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Lost in the Mists, Part V and VI
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Between Earth and Ecstasy
My soul, wrought from the dust of falling stars,
Has embraced the undisturbed illusions, resting not in halted slumber,
They levitate, and like the crescent moon blooming, dark stirrings grow within me,
I rend the...

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Auld Lange Syne
by Robert Burns
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days for which we pine?

For times we shared, my darling,
Days passed, once...

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Fascinated by a word ‘lofty solitude’
I, as a tall and dignified pine tree,
once stood high on a mountaintop
that stands there from a time remote in antiquity
the unfathomable height.
However, I have burned the pride of the...

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Inside The Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary...
Mortal Mind Of Matthew Scott Harris
ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Seedy gobbledygook ergot
visibly argot bubbled, burbled, bustled...forth 
yea...give garbled, jangled, warbled shoutout
if ye doth render
mug gadabout totally confounding,

this unfettered voluminous confection
ruff lee...

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I could change my mind
about adopting you
no more than change my heart's content
about what is healthy
and what is diseased absence of integrity
and what lies somewhat uneasily in-between
within my contenting patient bicameral mind.

ProActive adoption
healthing my ego's...

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BRUCE, HOLIDAY OR JOPLIN?

Just another genius junkie
Someone’s master and someone else's flunky
Just another genius junkie, man
Building crosses while cursing the inevitability of a plague
Writers both vehement and anything but vague
Some of them whose rhymes fell...

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I was young when I realized my mom was different,
Different from me at least, for sometimes 
She would draw or paint and miracles would happen.
Her penciled or charcoaled strokes on paper projecting life
Into two dimensions,...

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Fragments of voices
like phrases of song
are accepted inside
as not too horribly wrong.

But whole operas,
learned dissertations,
and uncertain scientific recreations
are not accepted outside
without establishment's substantial reservations.

Indigenous wisdom hears 
and reveres interdependent wholeness
while modern patriarchal strength
is willing to...

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Have you ever been puzzled by Bible’s advice
That we “let the dead bury the dead.”
Once it gave me the feeling that God’s veins were ice
It was quite hard to see this as love
But I now...

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In good government sectors,
Inside capital-driven outside energized urban environments,
In healthy cooperative societies,
In proper green-civilizing schools,
and domestically robust economies,

Outer boundary views
remain openly and resiliently cooperative,
while less universally compassionate internal views,
from within each everyday and night non-sabbath,
non-elite...

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Greys, Part VI

Each day we wake a little changed, 
But the Force that rests Unmoving
At the center of our turbulent souls
Remains, as ever, the sane,

In the end, love for one another,
For our kind
Must become the...

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This, as it is, stripped and reduced - undone by 
raging, torrential, opened senses;
To its elemental couplings of unbridled pieces.

Here is life, in towering, brindled expanse, that 
swallows whole all of the lightest and darkest;
Peaks,...

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Music 
is so amusing
as warm caring
entirely uncold nondespairing

Yet, curiosity
compels cooperative courage,
while competitions in courage
disperse
absorb
devour curiosity.

Music
is curious communication
more right-brain prominent
than courageous left-brain dominant,

But, competitive solo performance
anxiety
is not amusing,
not cooperative,
not a warm inviting environment
for knowing music's resonant...

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Before awareness and perception
There was only formless form
A silent singularity
Known as the  'Atman'  
Of existence
Or ONE - likened to the eye
That cannot see itself.

Entity endogenous
Searching out duality
Conflict primed contrarian
Allows a comprehension

Knowledge
Without purpose
Of the...

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The Cure



 

 A walk through the passage of time hauntingly
 Sending a chill down the spine it's time to rewind
 We each must do our part as a card carrying member of the human...

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Hyy  there!   							Rajkumar Pudasaini
the way to your heart, is
muddy, now days
its been slippery i have fallen many times
look!
i do have a branded shoes, with strong gripy shoe sole in it,
bought it in...

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ESCAPADES
inescapable
the
clarity
illustrated
  in the
mysterious

erupts
to
illuminate
that
hidden beneath
the enigma
&
perplexing
&
teasing
to transform
the
   meticulous
detail

the
challenge
  the
unfailingly
humdrum&
monotony
 of existence

a
faceless
 lifetime of
  masquerade
unsettling
decades
of
tedium
  episodes
appear
 to visualise
then
retreat
 before  gathering
a  raisonné
so enjoyable
akin to  a
vivid
&
 memorable
sojourn
a
passage
int
 eccentricity
with delivery from
the
 chaotic
&
deadpan
contemplating
the impossible
  reflection
in
 a looking glass
of concealed
questions

curious
cryptic&
fragmentary

&
cheerfully
  chaotic
 on its
own merit
 readily
accepting
 the challenge
& never
 resting
  a nuanced
memorial
so
superbly
   typical

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making...

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I belong to a book discussion group at our local library. There are about a dozen of us
that meet once a month and discuss a book that we all agreed (voted) to read. At each
meeting,...

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I belong to a book discussion group at our local library. There are about a dozen of us
that meet once a month and discuss a book that we all agreed (voted) to read. At each
meeting,...

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AN INDIAN SHIVER

I really don’t know why she took it back
The lady lent me that which I now lack
Some men can abide losing such a prize
And to me loss, of course, is never a surprise

The...

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AN INDIAN SHIVER

I really don’t know why she took it back
The lady lent me that which I now lack
Some men can abide losing such a prize
And to me loss, of course, is never a surprise

The...

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Pollie 

Genealogy is sociology and science.
The long dead hide away in silence.
Searching long hours to find a person 
who is found in a moment so certain.

Born on the Coosa in 1824,
Pollie found her love in...

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