Long Intemperate Poems

From my Blog:
Of Byron, Keats And Shelley, A Few Words

(1.)

Of Byron And A Visit I Once Had

Alas! Youth and its joy away has flown
I wake at the break of day with a groan
the smooth mirror...

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A vortex of wind dancing, with drums of thunder  Waltzing, plunders the lands it turnsA partner revolves around the twisterThunderous beats escort the funnel cloudsDarkness split by flashes of lightning,The music and tone are...

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And so I ponder my frailities as give giveness to the/they that are in response to my/your parental misgivings, the way windward wade their roughened cinder complexities confided to an annotated disgfiured desire-repost postured, annotized...

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A horrendous act
that could only be imagined
as Insidious and contemptuous
Many were massacred
Thousands displaced
The Hausa Militias took over
Zaria was in their palm
A horrendous act
That could only be imagined
As Insidious and contemptuous
Many were massacred
Thousands displaced
The Hausa Militias...

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Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
—William Shakespeare

Cupid Knocks

War waged with red ribbons and lights of white.
The lights pure, expansive, deep and wide;
and ribbons spaced upon a stone wall.
War waged, why you wonder; the...

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The clown juggled his feelings in front of an incredulous crowd

Life is a circus and even a fool’s manna does not fall from heaven

He had balls to impose his mask and mascara onto instant applause

Was...

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I walk my life, a subway station
Where dirt consorts
The air around.
It pounds my nape,
It flames my mind
With sights and fates
And sounds.

Above, a tram goes up the alley
Tinged with canary hue.
Below, my wit:
What void, what valley:
It...

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Humans shaming us with deeds vile as any satanic rite
Lumps of flesh dumped in alleys under cover of darkness
Blessed not to know life, spared a sorry plight
From biological parents who met to sate compelling desires...

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he just meant to go for a pit stop of water

fell off the wagon and drowned once again

on the road to futile self-imposed slaughter

conflict full blown addiction and endless pain


once a man of status respect...

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she had lost the plot long before in an insane labyrinth of her mind

trapped in the rat race of high speed and the volume on full blast

incarcerated shackled and straight jacketed thumb screws and all

contorting...

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Many are the 'characters' I met while serving my nation.
Seems there's always one who stands out in every organization!
In Bermuda (where I fought the Korean War) was such a cuss.
He was my bunkmate and he...

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Dreams in the Bunk
By Sy Roth

An aching tired eats away, 
Slurping at his soul 
Yearning wakefulness from the darkness.

He heaved. 
Sigh in a soft world of crimson-waving flowers
Dancing away to his numbers etched on him,...

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Traveler Without Rucksack
By Sy Roth

Aloneness, the traveler without rucksack
Beats the miles into your feet
A bare necessity for the nomad
For there are morns and sinking suns to see
In the endless desert of our lives.

The arroyo quickly...

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Have been accused that the splendor of love has my praise,
constant change and its stimulation for the awaken days.
The longing, the calm, the touch and its astonishment,
illimitable desires, its creative expression and still content.
The many...

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No storm as unpredictable as she
who leaves annihilation where she walks;
no telling what intemperate mood she’s in –
a maelstrom that conceals a sultry beauty.
No effort to be fashioned as we like,
instead, a growling snarl behind...

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If I could I would fetch you the moon on a spoon
but I cannot fetch
the moon is extraterrestrial 
However, I have spoons.
What is Blue Lagoon?

If I could I would, on a spoon fetch you the...

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Immediacy of the moment doth youthful heart beckon
With trite passions that seem to standardize each deviation
Intemperate fodder with which sprouting limbs must reckon
Growing pains producing physical appetites beyond satiation

Carefree days frought with moments of indecision
Sheltered...

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In loves harbor moored in the dock of regression
and anchored in the quicksand of incontinence
as briny waves of inconstancy wash over my jaded bough
scouring my white-washed deck over and over 
leaving the silty residue of bartered...

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T railing along a serpentine lane, curiosity allows
H unt of one mysterious journey where  glimpses trace
E vening's silhouette reflecting a dream-like scenery.
 
H eavy vines enshroud an old manor’s archway
A s I peep quickly...

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Rich man’s blue

A problem when a person meets someone
 seriously, they lose their logical sense when 
the rich person speaks to them or smile
They are ready to agree that the person says
is the truth, if...

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Lofty oracle did with ceremonious rite fealty ordain
Two eagles soared on fecund mountain terrain
As twin peaks, sipped frothy dew from Venus's fountain
For a fortnight, rapturous clouds danced o'er my satin mane
But euphoric heights could not...

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Nestled deep in the tawny, drab woodland
Sedate cottage neither haughty nor grand
Sparse hovel of unassuming, itinerant brigand
Martial decor of detached highwayman starkly bland
The etched path sculpted by intemperate hand
No manicured garden on the scrubby strand
Briers...

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I keep my verse in a chest of drawers 
  each one so very different

Some words for summer, some for winter
  and some then most intemperate

I keep the best one’s locked away
 ...

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I need you wild, 
intemperate, 
uninhibited, 
and free

I need your feelings of dread and frailties, 
stresses and uneasiness, 
bad dreams and complexities, 
defect and pity, 
outrage and disarray, 
tears and catastrophe.

I need to demonstrate to...

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I love her limpid, clear blue-eyes
      and her long, yellow tresses;
wise, and with grace that never dies
      or wavers, she blesses.

Behind those intelligent eyes,
 ...

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