Long Gatsby Poems

“But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
–“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats 

“I love you...

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“Pictures could not be accessories to the story – evidence – they had to contain the story within the frame; the best picture contained a whole war within one frame”. Tatjana Soli, The Lotus Eaters

“There...

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I am still here waiting
Waiting for something to happen
I am still here waiting
Waiting for you to come
Christmas has come and gone
And here I am still waiting on the wet lawn
Daybreak stares desperately in my eyes
As...

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When you are in the mood just do what you have to do and don’t get confused; when you are in the mood take a voyage to the moon and plant some poles in the...

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In a peculiar puny town nestled in western Massachusetts,
There lives an enchanted mansion in the Wilbraham woods,
Hidden in the hills away from the eastern city's pollutants,
Where the creme de la creme masquerades in cowled hoods.

Around...

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The little pygmy named Pixie Poggly was quirky queenly quaintly and quickly, but rarely ever really did much can't you see.

Until one day, a raunchy rascal quaintly and shrewdly, Skinny and slippery that he was,...

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“I am somebody’s child, and I need attention, I am somebody’s child and I need affection, I am somebody’s child and I need love and devotion”, she murmured as she walked through the door. She...

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What If There Was No Tomorrow? - The Polar Ice ‘Cap’

- this time it’s burnt and curled upon a new head. The 
sweet smoke of his sugarloaf effigy black as night, 
surrounded by a material...

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She had a masters degree,
from Trinity Cambridge,
was brokering deals in the city,
with overheard talk re. financial leverage. 
Whilst I’d a diploma
from a,
“technical” college. 
A photographic memory, 
from heart she could recite, 
the Shakespeare plays and
the...

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While Shuttered Up Inside... ©ozy
Snug Air Conditioned Demesne...

Analogous to my boyhood
     cosseted and bereft, I assay
to poetically elucidate how majority
     of mine years found me
  ...

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Happy , there was a time when I was happy,
I am not going to make this sappy,
But I have to write what comes to mind,
And hope it does it with a rhyme.

Now you know who...

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If we were both in Paris
We on different time zones
Always coming and goin
I’m on this lonely balcony
Cigar smoke blowin
I’m as lonely as Gatsby
Cloaked in white with blue 
All the way down to my sox
Looking at...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s “Fortieth Legal” by T. Wignesan

(From: The Legal Poems. Colne: Pub. by Robert Bank at the Arrowspire Press, 1985, 39p.
Here’s an extract from the blurb by Allen Fisher, dated December 1985:

“They record...

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Look out into the darkness and hear the remnants of cities. 
The faint, ghostly echo of music wafting through the air, carried by the smell of cigarette smoke before it grows stale, 
that diffuses the...

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A Reader Asks

Of the books that you’ve read
Which ones were the best?
Which ones caught your fancy?
Which ones passed your test?
Which ones made you laugh?
Which ones made you cry?
Which ones would you toss?
Which ones would you...

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So we’re going on a picnic with the pygmy, Pixie Poggly, being the quirky queenly 
quaintly quickly person she is and her friend a raunchy rascal reverently named 
Andy Bailey. As you remember he was...

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Everyone’s getting covid. It’s become serious.
And pretty much everyone here is triple vaxxed. 
1 in 17 at Yale have it now. One of my roommates got it.
I’m hoping I get it - if I get...

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Animals in top hats,
Ride bicycles en road,
Spoked wheels and pedaled spats,
Round about, in ornamental spode. 

Animals in monocles,
Spectate in obeisance,
Cuffed by inked chronicle:
Renascence-linked complacence.

Animals in Model Ts,
Toot along en route,
To queue below burlesque marquee,
Bloating bruit...

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You're never gonna see me in the corner
As if I were afraid of my own shadow.

The Shadow of Death is in the corner,
Although the Grim Reaper is not looking so grim.
He is not dressed in...

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Are you concerned about me?
Yes I'm talking to you Daisy.
What should be done with him?
Our situation with Tom is very dim. 

I don't think thats true.
You only loved me.
Now stop with this vile spew!
Come get...

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The absurdity of the human condition:
The only condition we try to make sense of,
Make reasonable,
Sanitized,
Certain,
Familiar,
When we know we can’t.

But still we love our categories,
As if life was a Christmas present
That we could neatly wrap
And put...

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I
San Clemente is always a nice place and tonight, she was something different.
wound up by a creator’s hands to such beauty around how could one be indifferent? 
I vividly remember how beautiful the full moon...

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It is morning in the middle hours
of my leisure.
I am reading The Great Gatsby,
something I have overlooked 
for all this time.

There is something surreptitious 
about reading a novel,
for even my mother wondered 
why I lingered...

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I bottled up all of May and tossed it in the pool,

Threw away my journal just to talk to the moon.

They thought I'd lost my mind, but I was just being a fool,

But July really...

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Alphabet amazes me
Being 26 characters long
Creating adventures
Deciding the fate of heroes
Eyes reading stories of the past
Forgetting the truth behind words
Gatsby telling lies
Hamlet’s revenge
I can even create a world
Just for me to live in with
Kool-Aid flavored...

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