Long Friendless Poems

     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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"A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." 

(Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)

The muskiness...

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Beware of pirates without a ship
like rebels without a transportive WinWin cooperative cause,
like ego-politicians without sacred ecological-economic portfolios.

One of the ways we communicate cooperative values
and choose not to communicate disvalues
is by how and where and...

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She Hasn't Killed me yet
                           58.

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I write…
Because my heart feels, pounding
Away, breathless, filled with enthusiasm
For the moments that bring joy, hope, peace
The wonders of a light drowning in liquid sweetness
Syrup, raining flavors of elation, imagination, inspiration
Through the feelings that bring...

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Some days seems like some nights, A continuous battle, with an innumerable amount of fights. Endless hours pass, the night moon fades to the light of mourning, Tired as , yet when I go to...

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Caw,Caw,Caw, cried the crow of shiniest black. So  beautiful in his coat of silky dark feathers. Strutting about on a small table top, in his beak, a new found treasure. A ring of sparkling...

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Dear budding poet,

Regarding modern poetry this is a result of poets such as you redesigning forms of poetry written through the ages by different nationalities, famous and just ordinary people like you and me.

When composing...

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When did it happen? I’m thinking
It must have been when I was sleeping
I changed from young and restless
To the elderly, wrinkled, graying - old-fashioned

When did I first notice the way it hurt
To jump and play,...

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The Wyrdes were like the Fates, controlling human destinies.

The Wanderer
ancient Anglo-Saxon poem
translation by Michael R. Burch

“The one who wanders alone
longs for mercy, longs for grace,
knowing he must yet traverse
the whale-path’s rime-cold waters,
stirring the waves with...

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Beowulf Excerpts
anonymous Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem, circa 8th-10th century AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

LO, praise the prowess of the Spear-Danes
whose clan-thanes ruled in days bygone,
possessed of dauntless courage and valor.

All have heard the honors the...

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Awakened by a noise from in the attic floor,
		Your adrenaline says it may be something more;
		Darkness echoes a disturbingly different sound:
		Rocking on attic floorboards slowly up, then down; 
		
		Whatever be next be warned not to...

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Pigeons flutter in the park
eating refuse from the grass.
Noon comes; the hours pass.
Leaves fall; the sky grows dark.
Silence reigns throughout the park.
A crumpled headline, forgotten toy --
and then, -- and then a far-off bark.
In the...

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I re: egret forsaking gull friend where, heron eye twitter

Fictional account related
courtesy one pink flamingo.

Aves lusting for verboten tweet 
reed lubricious sin after giving
Twiggy another peck on the cheek.

Whenever this birdman 
alone with his thoughts...

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Like an unwanted infection that has crept in                           ...

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I said, “Take my hand, girl, let’s go for a ride.
You gotta choose soon, you gotta pick a side.
Pick me, the good, or pick them, the bad."
She said, "Babe, I pick you." That made me...

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An old man ravaged by age
His gangling frame impelled against the cancerous bark of the forever weeping willow 
Lined with wrinkles of time, his ashen face unshaven
Cast down among creeping shadows

Folding my legs, I sit...

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Wind blowing from behind
The smoke lingers in front
And you, behind,
Have forgotten the mood.

The mood used to be quiet!  
The mood was silent
And you turned it into ranting
You turned me off your instigations

But, wait, no...

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SafeHome is not so much a real place
as a destiny longed for
on our lifetime journey toward dynamic well-being,
too healthily robust to fear growing homeless and friendless.

SafeHome is not an unchanging Paradise,
statically without resonantly changing,
slow-turning nutritious...

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When are our best years? So many in this society seem to think it is their youth, or their twenties. In my twenties, I lived alone for seven years-as completely alone as you can without...

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The Wanderer, Part II

Awakening, the friendless man confronts the murky waves,
the seabirds bathing, broadening out their feathers,
the hoar-frost, harrowing hail & snow eternally falling…

Then his heart’s wounds seem all the heavier for the loss of...

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We are called to love one another as sisters and as brothers.  We are called to pray for one another, our mothers and our fathers.  We are called to spread the good news...

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He saw her, as soon as he entered the room
It wasn’t her beauty, although she was pretty;
pretty drunk. It was her voice that he heard,
The giggle, that hideous giggle.
She sat on the sofa, glass of...

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Quail not at Death’s door if you wrought no wilful harm

Quail not at Death’s door if you wrought no wilful harm
Should turning back in vengeance be the Dead Man’s qualm
Though even as the end nears...

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To think for a second, to think I had something
I thought my life was so good
He told me things I cherished, secretly
But I never thought that he would...
He said I was the only one,
And you...

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