Long Loft Poems

THREATENING CALLS MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND HIS MISTRESS JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY JAMAICAN DEALERS IN TAMPA I REPORTED THIS MADNESS TO THE FBI I HAD NO IDEA HOW FAR THIS WOULD GO MANIPULATION FEAR TO...

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THE LAST TIME I SAW A BLACK AUDI IT CUT US OFF PARKED THE SMELL OF DEATH WAS BREWING FUNNY HOW MANY TIMES I SCREAMED HELP SOMEONE IS GOING TO HURT MY CHILDREN AND I...

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Dark Gothic Heart, A Valiant Knight & The inner harmony tuned to its hidden beasts menagerie 

Dark Gothic Heart

I look to the sea
viral implications take me to the surf
along the rocky ledge leads to an...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes billow like waves flooding naves through the night,
when the lightning...

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We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and that's clear where he'd spent his life.
Downstairs had been quite...

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In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled in the purity of security 
for what seemed like eternity...

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The past scampers out of view. 
Like the paw prints of a cat running to the bush.
The wheel of time follows no straight line.
As we sometimes trace back over the lines.
In the recesses of our...

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IN THEE EVENT OF MY UNTIMELY DEATH I WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW IT IS DUE TO MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM CORRUPT COPS SELLING DRUGS THIS LEAD...

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FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION 
INTO CORRUPT OFFICERS SELLING 
DRUGS LED TO MY WEARING WIRES 
PREGNANT BEGAN 1985 ONGOING 1988 
REVISED  NON REDACTED INTO 1994 BUYING 
WEAPONS AND DRUGS FOR THE FBI THIS 
LED TO...

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Busy month my family very sunny here in Lakeland during covid July 1st  2020 filled with plans for the 4th of July and celebrating my husband and I wedding anniversary my granddaughter loved baking...

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Ole Tom Willy                                ...

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Holy Mary mother of God the many blessings of the little flower saint Theresa the many miracles the hardship struggles of Mary Magdalene I’m reminded of my traumatic brain injury my falling off a flight...

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ONE NIGHT SLEEPOVER
The embers of the fireplace glowed,
We were all alone in the forest 
spending a family vacation
 surrounded by big, shadowy trees 
and a river that never flowed.
At first, I acted as though 
I...

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MY DESPERATE PLEA FOR HELP REACHING OUT TO FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION AFTER JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY JAMAICAN DEALERS ARRIVED TO END MY LIFE I CONTACTED THE FBI BECAUSE I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE...

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Baron Von Frankenstein sent me, an invitation to the ball
To be held on Hallows Eve, at his castle in the great hall
I had nothing planned for the night so decided to go
And I thought he'd...

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Twenty-one Scenes Of Life And Poetic Thoughts

That Resplendent Scene

winter white landscape
frozen limbs on ancient trees
old snowshoes ready

Robert J. Lindley,
Haiku, 12-08-2015

Fleeing Visions

dark shadows, death waits
sun burst upon bright new dawn
moonlight on lake shore

Robert J. Lindley,
Haiku, 7-09-...

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One dark night a saucer crashed;
the military quickly cleaned up the trash.
In the distance, what they didn’t see;
a thin, white face between the trees.

Once all was quiet, little Gili-ok crept,
from the woods where he had...

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*This was written as a novelty Christmas song, so feel free to sing along.

Santa Claus is trying to break our Union
    but we won't go down without a fight.
So we've called a...

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As one grows old, when evening approaches, memories too lengthen like shadows. Now I remember more often my parents wondering how much sweat and toil they had shed to make their children comfortable, how much...

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These are English translations of Medieval poems written in Old English.



The Battle of Maldon
anonymous Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem, circa 991 AD or later
translation by Michael R. Burch
 
…would be broken.

Then he bade each warrior unbridle his...

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In some strange blue green aurora borealis kind of way
my days are an aged book 
I smell of leather bindings 
spine dented
I noticed my own fingernails
tuck them under
Try not to get distracted by vanity

The O'clock...

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CAUGHT IN THE REIGN

“am i a real princess?” she articulates.
the painting, on her canvas nails, pains her.
firm fountain of toenails are just fine.
shrugs, “who knows why!?”
her lashes, feel the flecks, of mascara.
her skin itches at...

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So,here I am kids in 2023 after having wasted
two decades of the only thing we can't get more of,time.I don't even want to talk about the wherefors and the what nots of the deal I...

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Another Tale Of Musical Madness...

It was in the early seventies...
My friend and rhythm guitar man,
Mark Trotiner, worked in a well
known musician store in NYC...
Another one of those so rare
"light up the room types"-
He played great...

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On the south-western side of the old mission school,
near the corner of First Street,  where blackberries grew
a field claimed by youngsters was crosshatched with tracks.
It was riddled by gophers and, nettled with fox-tails
and the...

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