Long Helena Poems

I remember my cherished Wolf Cub pack, 
How I loved those Wednesday evenings, 
The games, the pomp and seriousness of the camps, 
The different coloured scarves, sweaters and hair 
During the mass meetings, 
The solemnity...

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Figurative paralysis laid waste body electric of mine

This is Spinal tap 
bamboozling, binding, bleeding, bombing...
ripped from every dog eared 
and book marked page
recounting latest ill fated fiasco, 
now peppering my life and hard times
causing quite...

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Destiny doth accompany, deliver, inveigle America...

Smartly, squarely, summarily into
pall bearing sized hands Helena Handbasket
adorned with Aconite (Monkshood) atop casket
signaling demise, née sealing freedom
(of life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness) fate
with eternal bondage super glued gasket.

I...

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I first met Ed’s wife when he moved in next door,
it was hard not to see such a beauty,
nearly six feet, with long, honey-blonde hair,
and skin as perfect as any movie.

Now I did not say...

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When men exalt gifts above the giver with the heart venerate idols of their heart so it becomes hidden art not a jot or tittle has passed from the law not in Rome or New...

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I reached into the depth...
But could not withdraw  Excalibur from the stone.
Yet I knew I was the one.
Why else my 'Grail Vision' in the sun?
The depths call me to reach further still.
And Mary's eyes...

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When I was a very young girl a tragedy filled my world
I watched my sister's blood soak the snow on the street
she died while I stood with mom ... I still hear mom screaming
and...

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Love is so powerful between Andy and Helena after their love grew up to the climax they found themselves in a situation where no one can live without the other this has been going on...

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Her alluring abilities are what most draw them in.  A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Helena risks both mind and body in pursuit of Demetrius, through the forest she finally catches up to him, his own...

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grandma never knew her name until she was an adult
and it was Helena (some kind of birth certificate mix up) 
she embraced her new found name
it was lovely sliding off the lips like a waterfall
later,...

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grandma never knew her name until she was an adult
and it was Helena (some kind of birth certificate mix up) 
she embraced her new found name
it was lovely sliding off the lips like a waterfall
later,...

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Galactic gases with oxygen mix
Inject my pod for my mission to earth
To search the galaxies and look for life
Universe quadrants, many left in dearth
 
          What...

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Tanka/ Haiku

Dionysian’s
Drunken Roman Bacchante (1)  footnotes 
God of the Maenads'  (2)
Female appreciation
Tainted murderous servants

Maniacal twist
Hold each- a sensuous kiss
Trained not by hubris
Phalli held in revere
His spirit flows through rapture

Beloved Bacchus
Honors Ancient Helena
Amathia(3) scorns-...

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Spirit broken again

 
                               ...

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Oh spite, oh hell – to the Hell in my own name too!
The hell in love, the hell in romance, the hell of all men!
He being in my name as well of course… as if...

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Amongst the heaven's vast divides in the kingdom,
Of the God's the hills have eyes.
Here mighty Zeus commands with an iron fist,
And lightnings deadly thunder bolts.
Beware humanity the Olympians watch over thee,
In the grand pantheon’s arena...

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Demitrios the golden Spartan captain sets sail for Italy 
against the western wind; he will certainly mourn Piraeus,
and with sorrow-striken eyes, he'll invoke Poseidon. 
Then he'll depart carrying the long hunting horn.
The small vessel will...

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 (with nudity optional)


Not another effort from The Lefts bleating masses, but the sparkily aristocracy of cerebral-celebritys; their binary-duality sweeping earth-wise. 

I don't object to the subject necessarily. All Hell Breaks-Loose sometimes For Heaven's Sake...

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Smokey hailed from someplace back in Missouri
was a slave until the ripe old age of ten
Left his master's home headed to Montana
and swore they would never hear from him again

Started out in the gold mines...

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You’re torn between two identities
never knowing which way you should go
You dream of being a big city
but you're afraid to let yourself grow

There’s some folks who want to be country
other folks want a fancier life
Live...

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Edgar was the middle son
and he was a bull.
In youth he swerved very early
and took up the father's likeness,
and learned to drink and love women
And learned the street and how 
to make money. 

He was...

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My life began as one big blank canvas,
a sweet baby girl loved:
the second child for my parents,
yes, I had an older sister by one year;
Suzanne, already had signs of an adventurer,
while I just gurgled, smiled...

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Multiple premise
olfactory adventures,
contemplative tactile
sensory ... Clothing
colors, odors, hues,
varnishes ...
Beauty has always done
fashion ... or your own
reason for being...
Fashion is a game
to show the generations
information, transgressions,
transmissions of customs and customs ...

What, or who influences that
and who?...

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The leader of their  choice, 
as Prince  Lali Luhongeka Mussabwa decided to become a medical practitioner
to heal people from different villages. 
His uncle Prince Lutambwe Kibaya Mussabwa was so happy for his good...

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“deus ex machina”


When LOVE came knocking at our door
we stood there opposite sides
like torn pages 
from the chapters of a banned book 
with no spine 
awaiting
collaboration

A common thread
our folded signatures are stitched together
and then joined...

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