Long Inescapably Poems

Poet's Pre-Notes: A poem from my 8th week in a Stanford continuing education class offered on the internet, a study of free verse and structure. The poem writing technique is to write as unconsciously as...

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Where do I start? Ha! I've lost my cool.
Do beg my pardon - I'm a blubbering fool.  
I'm here on behalf of the Soul Deep Express -
To interview you in the hope you'll confess....

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The sea is so bright and it illuminates the nostalgic night
It sways and sways to the rhythm of my young heart
The clouds are formulating right before my eyes with might
Raindrops collapse upon the ground from...

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Apoplectic curmudgeon fumbles...

Jumpstarting outstanding undertaking...
bringing jouncy, spectacularly crafted,
nuanced, zesty, noteworthy, creatively
spirited enlightened written poem.

This raggedy man doth inconsolably weeps
kept rudely awake whilst disobedient sheep
incur wrath of Little Bo Peep, she lambastes
protesting courtesy rambunctiousness being
future mutton...

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I can't write nuttin' worth a damn on a full stomach!

Hunger pangs fuel mine poetic juices,
yours truly moost best be famished
resembling lovely bag of bones
beyond irreparable damage
wrought courtesy anorexia nervosa
nevertheless literary masterpieces
one written quick succession...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as Poetic Element 
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The Great Biology Experiment 

This is a documentary about the evolution of the human mind from mud and magnetism to a sentience limited only by the distance...

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inescapably booby trapped in the region of self
anticipating illumination with a dopey grin
and a grimy determination masked by ungodly brio 
gimme your best shot you goose stepping goons
you Ragnarok brothers of Odin and his Twinkie...

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Mein Das-Stilled Vintage Spirits Score-Hitched... 
From Bottled Up Rage

Daily app pair rent
     revelation, observation, and
     intimation invariably concludes,
     this aging baby
  ...

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plausible patience petered out
   awareness inverted 
            beyond the setting sun
alongside mirror images 
        ...

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Days pass...
Seasons change...
Months meld into years,
And we stand looking back at our lives--
Childhood memories,
Exciting moments,
Crises,
And turning points.
In january we think of new beginnings;
In february of valentines,
First dates,
And first kisses.
Does ever a day pass without thoughts...

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George Fulwider
1837-1918

My beating-heart age,
Reached the half century mark,
When I and my “better second,”
Found hopeful roots,
And an oleander trellis,
On burgeoning Philadelphia street, 
Here in this Quaker colony, 
Of a thousand trees.
Our small wooded house was, 
Most...

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My dearest troubled humans,

This is the bitter voice of Appreciation of old that

You are hearing

The one that, once upon a time, people much revered

But

The younger generations seem not even to know

My name.

-
I remember

When all of...

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My dearest Jitterbug,

The demon driver has eventually taken you,
As inevitably we both knew it would.
The spirit killer took you in its grasp,
Something I know you understood.
Your shadow ultimately let you fall,
To end all your turmoil...

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Childhood memories
Brief - impactful moments in our lives
Profound neurological occurrences
Strongly anchored in our subconscious mind

Like an iceberg in the deep blue ocean
Immersed are the feelings frozen down below
Precipitating thoughts, emotions, and behaviors
Tragic and beautiful –...

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September’s almost coming to its end. 
The shining green that clothed the trees in June
Has darkened as the shorter days impend;
Their battered leaves will presently be strewn

Beneath the boughs, which tremble in the chill
That rushes...

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You got me flowers last week,
The petals started to wilt and fall yesterday,
–So I carefully glued them back on.
Despite my best efforts, they continued to die. 
No amount of love and care can keep them...

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‘TURQUOISE-- INTUITIVE PAUSE’

Mixed hues of green and blue- Peace, calm a tranquil view
Retiring from the world at times- a temporary loner paradigm
Refreshing compassion, aquamarine cool—swimming serenity found in the pool
Teal feminine sophistication—intelligent whims of imagination

Open...

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Inescapably
I am trying to see 
The lizard crawling under the curtain
To take by surprise 
The fly meditating on the window glass
Yet I cannot see more than
The imperceptible slow movement
Of soft flesh over wall
Because my eyes...

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Told we were safer to stay a home...
The rising water in evening gloam,

Told us how wrong we were to believe...
Picked up our pets and prepared to leave.

The sadness that comes from leaving homes
Adjusters called, and...

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The sermons priests preach
Through speech,
The child instructors teach
With speech,
The business men their partners reach
Via speech,
The saving shouts at a child in pond with leech
And requests to recreate on a beach
In speech
All powerfully elevate speech,
Distinguishing this...

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Come, lay thy kisses on my body
A sacred tribute be thy sweat
Exalt my each and every chord
Oh spike, deep thrusted in my being

Will be my torment but a hoist
Oh, sweetened poison without cure
You kneel me...

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I unsteadily 
Drift away on an air balloon 
Vibrantly glancing at the crowd below the surface,
Sharing my utter enthrallment 

I unbelievably  
Cascade into the stomach of the churning ocean
Ceaselessly infusing my bleakness at the...

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When but a child the world seems set in stone.
Too soon this cozy surety fades and dies;  
And verities, like passing clouds, are flown, 
Confusing right with wrong and truth with lies:

The ground’s no...

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Blighted Happiness

Our love is like a withered leaf
That lies on the brink of the river
Waiting for the winds or the waves
To swiftly be scattered and driven
Or for heavy rains or pearling dust
To be abruptly abrogated...

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three score and ten
eighty , ninety when
all too soon incised
souls inescapably fly
away

time when life ends
purpose transcends
an appointment met
life’s book read with
candor

death comes to all
times last curtain call
with two destinations
we select our options
freely

death- the great equalizer...

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