Long Mainstay Poems

Just enough to make it just
I want this to be enough to make this
The last song ever, the last note ever
The last romantically, poetically sad excuse for an apology, epilogue
But I've already messed up the...

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The Lay of The Best Man - Part 4

I ask you this: Have you ever known a man to ‘buckle under stress’?
Or have you never seen a man have a ‘moment of madness’?
Have you not...

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In It,  I Saw Prometheus Chained And Bound


I was reading Salinger's, "Catcher In The Rye" 
A follow up from Leo Tolsty's,  "War and Peace"
I heard a voice say, "seek wisdom before you die"
Remember...

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Thiru-Valluvar on Praising the Good Qualiities of Ladies: Canto 112 - Nalam Pinainththu Uraiththal

[The poet devotes the third part of his treatise, the Thiruk-Kural to INBATHTHUPPAAL, the amorous relationship between the sexes, i.e.,  cantos...

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1) Preamble

As breath’s created, sustained and destroyed,
we see trika, threefold aspect at play
through life, where we are by ego decoyed,
until we choose to make love our mainstay.
Beyond religions, scriptures and folklore,
let’s explore the direct path...

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1  Where are we

The path appears as we walk upon it,
crystallising right before our soul’s eye,
enabled for those with resolve and grit,
who to attain God, are ready to die.

If the God-search task seems like...

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Part-1: Preamble

God loves us, so He split Himself in two
Motionless as space, kinetic as time
Shiva and Shakti; truth known to but few
As the word of God - Om sounded life's chime

God's vibration caused a ripple...

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Placed Sixth in:
Any Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Robert James Lingouri


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Dragon took his penguins aloft to view the eclipse on that fine day.
They were careful to use the special viewing glasses as their mainstay.
The penguins were so excited and Dragon was always eager to please.
But...

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Loneliness of Gray
                by Odin Roark

Could It Be…

The mirror by which we see ourselves
This captive freedom of art in all...

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My classroom has a pet crocodile
A protector of the class
he's a hunter of bass
And a gentleman scholar
He cares about your grades.
invests in the arts, attends school plays
and greets the students everyday 
he’s a mainstay...
he plays...

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To the legendary teacher I pay tribute
For imparting live voices to the mute
You paid gratitude
To the multitude
On the mountain top you stood
And all the heads understood
You never said ‘Never’
As admired in Geneva;
Tremendous work for real
Remains...

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To the legendary teacher I pay tribute
For imparting live voices to the mute
You paid gratitude
To the multitude
On the mountain top you stood
And all the heads understood
You never said ‘Never’
As admired in Geneva;
Tremendous work for real
Remains...

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Depression

There are many thoughts that envelope your inner voice
There are many scenarios that do and do not give you a choice
There are many fears that grip your heart and very soul
There are many changes that...

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Forty years are well enrolled, through diggjng dirt i say.'
In Bangladesh and nepal; Afganistan, Bombay.'
Many water wells there are' And yet' so filthy too.?
Its is spoken of upon t v always.' Yet is it really...

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Orwellian over the horizon                               ...

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I've started my stand-by diet: a few different fruits each day,
and having repeated it time and again, I feel qualified to say
apples, unless of a rare and crisp nature, are mushy and generally gross.
Halfway into...

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Mid-nineteen-fifties were my teenage years,
and rock 'n roll band songs made happy days.
Among the best, 'The Platters' songs were dear
while thinking of my true love- as always.

'My Prayer' and 'Only You' were special songs
that captured...

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Where lies free will, if we be not awake,
enslaved by senses, in bondage to mind,
fears and desires unable to forsake,
floundering in darkness, as do the blind?
We know not who we are and yet we spar,
questioning...

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If with each breath, we can erase our past,
relearning by touch, tenderness of love,
with choice to dwell in heart, the die is cast,
to invoke God’s grace that pours from above.
Reworded, let’s say, we carry no...

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Your angelic girlhood I ruined
And your upscale lifestyle you abandoned
To lull the little me while I groaned
And nourish the frail me as I matured
All because in me you hoped
But to take back you never lived
Because...

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Will you believe if only humans exist?
I'm sure everyone has wondered.
Our solar system is in a difficult stage.
It has several different types of stars. 
Planets, the same as our planetary systems,
There is no life in any of...

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Dearest cherished oceans of the deepest blue.....
No, oh, no....I may not even visit you!

I cry to God's awesome skies,
To awaken people to all the lies.

Seagulls.....see me wave to them!
Walking back to my car to return
to...

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Looking Back At Trump's Capital Assault Twice



From that storm-driven dark day.~ 
I saw rioters chanting U-S-A, U-S-A.~ 
And raging, raging, having their stay.~ 
Like wound-up robots with words to say.~ 
The mob-like lapped the Capital...

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Just a small country farm,
On a small country road,
A sixteen hand draft horse,
A pullin' the loads.

With maize as its mainstay,
Lofty tassels to the wind,
Lowly swine in the barn yard,
Venerable dairy cows in their pens.

Agrarian life's...

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