Long Freshness Poems

World's Longest Love Poem (second edition)


Title: My love my all

Edited by Izunna Okafor


Editor's Note:

Out of their ardency, eighteen poets and poetry lovers identified with the need to give the 2020 Valentine celebration a poetic taste...

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The soul of the earth is wrapped up inside
And the spirit of God is walking beside me
The universe rests upon my shoulder
And I can feel its power moving all over
embracing the soul of man
And causing...

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Splat

Explosions do not always signify combustion but often combustion arrives after many years of layering the layers and tightly packing. Thus meaning that a fried piece of fat could slip and burst out of the...

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After enjoying a pleasant walk, I then spent an hour at a park,
And I relished the dulcet sounds, of cheery airborne skylarks.

The blooms were so lovely, all sultry in the fervid sunshine,
And the hummingbirds were...

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Hope and Effort

                            When the sky is veiled...

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The Deception of Free Verse: Dreams I, Translation of Etiemble’s L’imposture du vers libre by T. Wignesan 

(From René Etiemble’s only poetry collection: le Coeur et la cendre: soixante ans de poésie (the heart and...

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Lunch time vacation destination 
Was upon the Damian Hakim 
Brood. Everybody was excited.
Damian announced,
"Family, we will be leaving 
7 o'clock evening time!
 We're flying by private jet at
 10:15 pm."  And I know 
Everybody...

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Clutching the moment 
Before yesterday became yesterday,
The promise,
Before he pledged his love to me,
The colors,
Before autumn waltzed away, 
Swaying in shadows of soft snowfall,
Breathing white, plunging into the thought,
A blizzard erasing the gentle flames,
Sheltered by...

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Do the Dead see with their own eyes

    for Thadchayani, my poetry-loving doctor sister :  28/08/1929 – 26/10/2014 
            ...

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SPRING  IN   ZING

         Season’s                    ...

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This was a long time ago, but a wonderful period in our lives. We named a few other wild critters as well... 


He never seemed uneasy when he’d spot us at the window, but checking...

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The waters of joy splashed my direction
Happiness is coming my way
Happiness is coming my way
Nothing is in my way
Nothing is in my way

I walk gaily while people pass me by
I’m as shy as the bears...

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It is a Sunday morning.

The day before was still,

yet eventful and surprising:

sacredness met in holy places

and inspired persons.

Petrified trees and slave traders’ bedrooms;

cattle grazing and the ancient one sleeping.

The quiet sounds of lit boats by...

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I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others,
Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers.

I was situated in mellowed sunshine, like a colorful ship on the...

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Baltimore 4-28

Lets start,
By being real, 

I mean really, real! 

With harsh truths that need to be freed from our fragile lie, 

It is easy to say, or see "thugs", "punks" in the streets of BWI!...

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The Poet’s Task, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : La Labor del Poeta

				To Vicente Aleixandre

(It might be worth bearing in mind, while reading this poem, that Vicente Aleixandre was severely handicapped by illness from an...

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I was a pleasant, conscientious librarian, whose world consisted of books,
As a world of fragrant beauty, can be found in the glossy, honeyed nooks.

Although it was pleasant work and appealing, I was not so very...

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I was a zealous environmental scientist, preserving green on our blue planet;
To benefit all animals, plants and people, under sunset skies of pomegranate.

I strived hard to reverse pollution, found in vast seas and in azure,...

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My trees are being rampaged by man's cruelty;
doesn't he feel empathy when they crumble down,
to be shipped on barns and trains for huge profits?
And while my darlings don't bleed like he does, they suffer by...

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He said it out loud, as if for them to hear
I think I'm done here
Departure time has drawn near
He said it again, like a song

He said he would fold his clothes
Place them in a grocery...

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Come sit and I will serenade
A sad, colossal flub,
A tale about a marinade.
(Well, truthfully a rub)

It is a long and sordid tale;
Not sure where to begin.
My sensibilities assailed,
Yet I must jump on in.

The task at...

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~ 
Simple 
Wood I am thee one yonder 
seeking, as so in way. 
I leave behind me where they 
lay one so the many 
these crisping leaves, as so 
aspiring my feet do move to...

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Though the people, place, and time were different, it was rather clear to me, that this picture I had seen.  It was as if history was repeating itself.

The year before had ended on a...

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I
Far beyond the horizon
When the rooster sang
A song of dawn coming
Beauty of the dawn
Sign of the day to come
Tears the thin sheet of my sound sleep apart
Waking me up
My beloved lady pours
In the cup of...

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Precious-tears-offered in-faith... fall, God-catches them places them, within His 
Soul's Heavenly-Amphora, and with a sway of His Mighty Hand, plucks-up His eminent-
Knowledge-honed by Holy Quill.

Upright-and looking strait into His vision for us of the new...

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