Long Geist Poems

Identity Apples

iam a fat skeleton, resurrecting 
from the sad memories of dada 
and dark mysteries of aminism 
iam buganda 
i bleed hope 
i drip the honey of fortune 
makerere, think tank of africa 
i dance...

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—Our days of no beginning and no end—

When a giant thinker who wandered in the wilderness of meditation 
for a long time came to find himself, leaped over a wall that was built 
for a...

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for Prithwin

first  
      left downstroke
start from the top
  plane out
let the long anchor tip roof-line curve sharply upwards
at the stern down-end
pile it in stuffed in the centre
leave the...

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Du Einsame, 
in den Bergen getrotzt,
versteckt in den Wolken
getragen vom Geist des Inka,
hochgepriesen,
wie von Geisterhand
überragst du das 
zerklüftete Tal des Urubamba.
Stein auf Stein,
gebaut mit großem Geschick,
geboren durch die Kraft
der Inkas.
Zufluchtstätte 
der letzten Überlebenden,
verborgen vor den...

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Unquotable quotes – XII

To catch a monkey, you need a young coconut with three holes for eyes ; bore a hole in one and wait : the monkey will thrust its hand in to grab...

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The English is followed by the German original
 
I should have kissed when I had the chance
Taken you with both hands, held you closely while we danced
I should told you that I miss your smile
Your...

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Written: October 05, 2023
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Where the paradisiacal angels reside.
A myriad of creatures, ebony and betide
A dinkum dissolute and a discreet divine,
A degree of dexterity, a denizen decline

Amidst the mahatmas and zeitgeist calls,
An indweller quests for lyricism...

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Oh unruhige Welt,
höre seinen Gesang,
vom rauschenden Ozean 
bis zur weiten Kette der Anden

Erhabenes Macchu Picchu,
hier wandelt sein Geist
zwischen den Nebelbänken 
des Urabamba und den
eisigen Höhen der Berge

Du hattest viele Leben,
den für ein einziges 
war keine...

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5. APRIL 1945 (Satis Shroff)

Sie trug einen roten Wintermantel
Und hielt einen Gehstock in der Hand.
Gabriela Klein überquerte den Zebrastreifen,
Neben der neue schwarzen Unibibliothek.
Eine Kompanie von Soldaten im Kampfanzug
Kamen von der anderen Straßenseite.
Ihre Schritte verlangsamten und...

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The Ghost and the Romance of 
Nighthags
by FD F.D. Ravenskraft

as I sleep, I'm seeing her weep
but in an angry release choking me to my deceased
the madness of being hovering over me
I see the ghostly form...

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Once upon a time in Persia there was a monk,
in the monasteries of Euprepius eloquent.

To become Bishop of Constantinople in 428,
extirpating heretics of every sort - to abate.

Nestorius considered that Christ as a mere man,
denying...

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down along 42nd and cypress street
 the allegorical prostitutes say their not street
 hookers but just a symbol of sex.

  just like the walking sign post 
  stop, merge left, bump, 
 narrow...

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Gaddafi

I see America dancing in oil sodden nights, nostrils stinking the scent of death 
Your ghost exorcising demons of colonialist clout, walking along banks of the lost river 
River that lost its freedom 
Your shadow...

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Food for Thought...

You want puns?
How about on buns?

Written word fun
From the fruits of the Earth's sun

Thought about cruisin' on my bike to grab some grub, but it was two-tired. 
Decided to ask the cow out...

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swirling stars of snow amidst lightning spikes
                       electricity of stark midnight strikes

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