Long Livingston Poems

Happy Fourth Of July, Or Happy Independence Day

On this day we celebrate and commemorate the birth of our nation, The United States of America's Independence from Great Britain's monarchical hold and liberty's triumph
Congress voting in...

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Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom

Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene

All la names bespeaking deity froom
Noah Mo' Room India Arc
of Covenant to crypt tick Blood
(sweat and tears) 
of San Gennaro devout wowed,
and/or...

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One of the oldest from of advertising the  world has ever seen
Based on reputation of a person, either good or bad
It can be kind of slow or right threw a town like wildfire
Put one...

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"50 Words for Poe: Shark"




The Shark’s name was Bruce
he liked to drive with his head 
hanging out the car 
mouth wrapped around a 
Montecristo Dantes Cuban Cigar

They met in Wichita
Room 101 in the 
Hotel Cicero

“Hey...

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not a bone to pick on beach walks
with my lover just pleasure and leisure
strolls in the sand of time and togetherness
joined at the hips of mind body and soul

sizzling fingertips and footsteps near the edge...

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UPON THE SEASHORE
Off the blue Nantucket
music of laguid hours,emerges
from the labyrinth,delicate
snail-horn perceptions of beauty,
thronging this world of sensible
things.Stirred by majesty,soft
flowing surging impressions
where sea meets sky.Infinite
purples,fragments of rainbow
gleam in the spindrift,sensuous 
lively,lovely,many-hued restless
gossamer,abysm of time in...

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Cora and Captain Hook arrive in Once Upon a Time.
They’re not looking for happily ever afters, but
to rock the boat. One is evil; the other’s out for revenge.
   She’s an old bat and...

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I Am cautiously optimistic
I Wonder what I will do for the rest of my life
I Hear violins when I dance barefoot under the moon
I See Jonathan Livingston circling rainbows in the sky
I Want to be...

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Everyone has to learn... 
To be a gull 
One day... 
It will be your turn 

In a sky... 
Perfect too 
Upwards I flew.... 
To meet you 

For, in us all 
Is a Jonathan Livingston 
Bursting...

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Everyone has to learn... 
To be a gull 
One day... 
It will be your turn 

In a sky... 
Perfect too 
Upwards I flew.... 
To meet you 

For, in us all 
Is a Jonathan Livingston 
Bursting...

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the chimneys teeter
held semi-erect like a
“mommy helped” gingerbread
        decoration
balanced on a black canvas
artfully decorated by
Jonathan Livingston Picasso
    wannabes

the miniature cityscape of a
rusted AC left to...

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I'll love you till the bluebells forget to bloom;
I'll love you till the clover has lost its perfume.
I'll love you till the poets run out of rhyme,
Until the twelfth of never and that's a long,...

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As lower cravings
from body identity sprouting
slowly recede
when gross ferality we do weed
there yet remains
inner urge free of any ego stain
innate magnetic pull
as of Jonathan Livingston Seagull
thirst for flight
to thought transcending height 
a burning yearning
with veiled...

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Hey Jimmy
I wonder
Is there salt in heaven
How many parrots can sit on the head of a needle
What are we going to do come Monday
The oldest surfer in the skies
Has Left one particular harbor
Beginning his trip...

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