Long Legato Poems

Human history is difficult;
hard pressed,
discovering
and rediscovering,
connecting
and reconnecting feelings
about therapeutic needs
and sacred wants
for trauma-prevention peace
trust
joy

Through co-empathic singing passions
which may,
too often, 
feel stressful

Irritating
depressing
stormy
before unconditional win/win regard
for Self AND Other
reconnect,

Like EgoTheistic re-ligion
and EcoMatrimonial
indigenously multicultural
ecowomanist wisdom

Of Ego/EarthTribe mutual MeWe...

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The North Beach....

Strolling down the bustling sidewalks, along the embarcadero; tourist and visitors, from 
everywhere

A break from the recent rains; as the sun sheds down its warmth, to kiss our brows 

Just ahead Pier 39,...

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As I fall asleep the delicate icy fingers legato                          ...

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Revisiting North Beach amid my mind; strolling down it's bustling streets....
Alongst the embarcadero; tourist as visitors from about her globe; a breakage 
Their recent rains while the sun shares his gentle warmth; this kiss, atop...

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Talus Sports Wrestling
From the Desk of;
Non Sono Affari Tuoi
President of Sports America LLC



Metacognition___________________________Promoting or Organizing
                    ...

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She danced through the house smiling and singing.
We had to sit and be entertained. Her happiness
came at her current Lovers expense: as who she
always wanted became available through a break-up.
She dismissed him without any regards...

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In the midst of every crimson sky
you yonder...Every inch of the moment
that he reminisce, thinking of his yesterdays
remorse and sweet lullabies...Like a monastic
he tried to recall every illusion but not a facsimile.
He madly wanted to...

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// This is my tribute to the many blessings that music brings to our
lives. I know many of you share this enthusiasm and gratitude. //

Appreciating an amazing artform: allegro, andante, or adagio -
Bach, Beethoven, Brahms:...

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Erstwhile his skin was beautiful as an obsidian, with great markings alongside his face, as was the likeness of the Benin people; an imagery so poignant and meaningful.
His shoulders were wide, his back strong and...

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Legato. Smooth, slow jazz ballads.
The type where you play each note as late as possible.
The type that holds beautiful memories.
The type that will have you unaware that
Your foot is tapping to the beat of the...

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Long time in the agricultural field , working under the rising sun ,
counting the amount of time , to lead a lax time with my wife and son ,
the time never came , but I...

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Might he find it in him self to
see error in his previous thought
than might he recognize the
way his lyrics and music
might blend together to
be heard in the finest hall's
of this world.
Those lovers, and those who...

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I have been sequestered amongst the desert sands
like the Israelites before they claimed Canaan
Wandering about right beside my homeland
All for some kind of cosmic lesson or training

    The unsatisfying, brackish water of...

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as the tide calmly came
and the winds sang
he played
six strings 
ardently
his fingers stroked each note
touching her innermost
leaving a glow wherever it flowed
her soul's anecdote
is what he told
legato
slow
so she would know
he wanted to take his time
to...

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On Tour


To dive into the world of the great barrier reef would be enough
assimilating into the tranquil environment somewhere in the Capricorn
looking below while leaping merrily from a bluff
Like a babe in earth's womb, I...

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             Dolce
By:Sonidos de Baja Frecuencia

Infatuation is blind to problems
wishful thinking and careful
considerations
True love requires and fosters
a sense of security
and a feeling of trust
the...

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                          Your face
       ...

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Music, music, it’s in the air,
Here is a list of what I hear:

A B C D E F G
(1 e & a) (1 2 3)

Rhythm, beat, timing, and tempo,
Fermata, rest, and accelerando,

Forte, piano, half, and...

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SONATA FOR CHRISTMAS EVE RAIN

I.	 I sit in my friend’s armchair,
waiting for her to get ready for church.
Pianissimo, the raindrops fall in quick, staccato rhythm 
on the windows, the roof, and the pool.
I imagine the...

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The words in my head are beautiful.
They are dancing cheek to cheek
with Southern legato or London staccato
with Chinese tunes and Xhosa clicks,
with native Dutch, straight from the heart. 

The words in my head are reluctant
to...

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If languages were instruments,
English, the language of my own America,
Would be something like a piano.
Each word is clear and sharp-
When we sing, the note does not waver.
But I suppose it's more fair to say that
English...

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On wayward ivy 
 calyx in woodlands

       a spruce-blue butterfly

sparkling rustles 
       of 
   sweet wind chant
     ...

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I unlatched the window facing the Ivy frontage
The two trellis shutters went to play with the lights
The crimson waves of your full barrage
Inviting me to the velvet hilly heights

Brenda Chiri looked from the far west
Relaxed...

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I long to sing a song of future prosperity
For years to come, filled with fruitful seasons
Quality and quantity
Legato lexicon 
And pianissimo phrases
That…
Feed the mind 
And soothe the soul
With therapeutic enhancements
And emotional release
A song of the...

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Dissonance is delegating the intensity in my eyes
Minor chords unveil the passion my body can’t belie 
Eighth notes are lightning sparks that burn my finger tips
And when you play Fminor7 I tend to bite my...

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