Long Laid low(p) Poems

Translation of Mathieu POKORA’s « Je suis tombé, tombé, tombé » by T Wignesan

(NOTE : I just thought I’d translate the lyrics (see the French original herebelow) of this lilting catchy tune not just because...

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In the year of 1880,
in Watertown, northern New York,
a man walked into an almshouse,
looked no different from other poor.

The man’s dress was quite slovenly,
he was clad in rough leather boots,
wore flannel strips around his neck,
and...

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...“You know that I didn’t start out this way,
and this life I have never desired,
I just wanted to discover the past,
to my mind no calling was higher…

“Until the day I found that cursed tomb,
we were...

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A French Narrative Poem: A wren comes to rest on a reed after the storm – Dialogue between the bird and the shrub. Translation of Rene Etiemble’s poem: Narration Française

(The very first poem composed by...

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by Michaelw1two

Mind’s deep permits, darkness’ caverns crave, I beseech of thee
 one light defined in candled flame hides in that blue
 profound indeed these depths despair; oh savage light, make bright
 release these binds, of...

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“I haven’t seen you at all in the town,
never got the chance to talk until now.”
He introduced himself, she did the same,
but he struggled to get more than her name,
of strangers Joanne seemed nothing but...

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In open Nebraska, eighteen eighty-six,
lived a man named Floyd Belgard.
Only twenty years, he lived with his pa,
a ranching man named Richard.

Richard had moved out this way
about seven long years before.
After loosing his wife and dry-goods...

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I’ve got it - woot! 
Well, we’ve (Lisa and I) have it. The Covid.
After living carefully serpentine lives - for the last half decade - we both have it.

Lisa started feeling punky Friday night, after...

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There are Guineas that live in America
Guineas that live in a zoo
But the craziest, zaniest guineas of all
Are the ones that reside in Peru

It is said that they live in the Andes
And on weekends they...

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Part I: "Shadow of Intent"

Beneath the blaze of summer skies—
    A couple met by fate;
She lived where marble towers rise,
    While he bore fortune's weight.

His lady, clad in blue-white...

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Back in seventeen eighty-one
The revolution hit hard times,
Britain had taken Charlestown
And at Camden had crushed the lines

Of General Horatio Gates,
Leaving nobody to resist,
Except the Swamp Fox Marion
Who alone was able to persist.

South Carolina had fallen,
And...

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O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
					1 Cor. 15:55
1 Dread conqueror! Destroyer of all, 
Thou---the king who conquers every king
Thou---restrained by no wall
Thee a captive none shall bring

2 Swords 'gainst...

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When I was a small child I caught
every germ that came my way.
It is because of Mama’s nursing 
that I lived to write about it.
I succumbed to every illness 
in which I came in contact.

One...

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I’ve heard it said . . . our future is in peril and deadly danger
Those close to us are listening, to the whispers of a stranger
The Word of God lies hidden, in the depths of...

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Mercury Delgado ruled as a drug lord,
a title that he had earned violently,
started as a dealer, worked his way up
by killing his foes mercilessly,
there was no end to his power and greed.
But a hero cop...

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A  paramilitary paramour

 
He sang those words…..
The words I could not summon sans a vociferous voice
lack of those words gave me nil another choice
lo to be laid low by chance and a chaliced BODY
TO...

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A  paramilitary paramour

 
He sang those words…..
The words I could not summon sans a vociferous voice
lack of those words gave me nil another choice
lo to be laid low by chance and a chaliced BODY
TO...

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A  paramilitary paramour

 
He sang those words…..
The words I could not summon sans a vociferous voice
lack of those words gave me nil another choice
lo to be laid low by chance and a chaliced BODY
TO...

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2/23/21

From May to April
Faithful
Remaining grateful
And thankful
Hiking around with a dog named Hazel
Sometimes watching a movie or something on cable
Got to make the best of it, or else it would be shameful
Far too often people being...

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The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the purpose mind
Did loose its time 
In idle waves lament
Through prostitution...

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The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the purpose mind
Did loose its time 
In idle waves lament
Through prostitution...

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Hostages, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Otages* by T. Wignesan

This blood will never dry up on our land
and those felled will lie there exposed.
We’ll keep grinding our teeth for fear of blurting out
we’ll not cry over...

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Abandoned


The house, it leans far to the right
But it still looked determined to continue its fight
Against time and weather and gravities pull
Only dreams of the days when it’s windows were full
Of clean clear glass and...

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In loving memory of a legend deeply missed
Taken 2 soon which gets me pi##ed
The best musician in lifes childhood
Highly misunderstood by ignorant do goods
Wrongly accused of so many crimes
Punished for speakin up so many times
The...

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There she stood under the midday sun, 
Holding it against her ear as she spoke.
A loved one on the other line, 
And a million things in her mind.

Loved ones? So they said
They left me hanging...

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