Long Marvelously Poems

I must admit
You left me broken…
I am shattered shards,
Spread out on your hands…
Your sweaty palms of uncertainty at hand
But, we will land in a land of I-understand…

Make a stand and things won’t get out of...

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It was the weekend, and I was sleeping late that day,
Alone with the morning, while savoring marvels of May.

As I drowsed luxuriantly, at the outskirts of dreams,
I heard a strange sound, while soaking in gay...

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Dear neighbors,

I realize we have not met,
other than the guy next door
but that doesn't really count
cause that was just to put up a fence between us,
and I have met Marvelously Mad Max,
behind me, on the...

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I went out for the newspaper at the usual time this morning, shortly after 5AM, (yes, I'm one of the "odd few" who still enjoys the crisp feel of a morning paper in my hands),...

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It will be wintertime very soon
Here comes the evening moon
Gradually, we'll be shining like the sun
Eventually, you and I will be made as one

Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is taunting me...
Tock tick tock tick
The time...

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As darkness absorbed in my reveries, my usual lapse accommodated itself in height of melancholy but not in this conscience. Then I found myself in my room and my window opened. Everything in upheaval, a...

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LIFE IN ETERNITY*


1.

The cheerful trumpet of miraculous life, imperatively sounded in 
My mother’s life-giving womb,
Heralding with its melodic tune another animation: MINE!
And as my innocent infantile heart was provoked by
The challenging divine call, 
Started beating...

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I can clearly sense your utter despair of Der Matratzengruft*
As you valiantly carried on your poetic works to the very end.
This did not change your literary accomplishments well-known,
And your courage through the misery and morphine*...

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Ohh I could have sat with my heart 
--elevated with dribbled echoes-- 
ahhhhhh until it yet exhaled the tarnished seams 
capturing only the quiet current lapping
and soaking dirty steel embankment	
along the river’s edge beneath the...

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About a year ago,
as the COVID pandemic
seemed to subside,
then swell,
happily ebb
and yet impatiently flow

Again,
about a year ago
I was noticing cold autumn nights
bringing first frost
to my metal windowframes
and skeletal post-surgery-tired back
and neglected aging heart.

Outside corner unit...

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There once came a day
when the world took flight
('twas only a handful
who gaped at the sight)
For when she spread her wings
so few could believe;
and fewer still
could keep alive the dream,
that had awakened for all to...

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To the Game Theoreticians:
Games are a subset of strategic systems thinking,
which can be rooted in systemic resilience theory
and in systemic racist theory
and probably not in both.

To the Systemic Theoreticians:
Groups playing leadership
and choice-making Games
may be differentiated...

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There once came a day
when the world took flight
('twas only a handful
who gaped at the sight)
For when she spread her wings
so few could believe;
and fewer still
could keep alive the dream,
that had awakened for all to...

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I glance at your poker face
You still say I am a disgrace
Leave me with a trace of hope

I don't mind,
Being so blind

I don't mind
If I lost my mind
Or get left behind…

God loves me with love...

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Five miles of neatly spaced suckered palm planted 
Bustling promenade,
Not withstanding a provincial cafe-culture 
Of restaurants and exciting little bars,
Enhance upon regal elegance of the crammed hotels
Regency period style facades;
Their fashionable shadows slowly lifting and...

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ANIMAL COURT

I relate this story from my room in the Quiet Vale Giggling Academy

A reader might find my story hard to believe
BUT!
At one time in my life –
As a matter of fact quite recently –
I...

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I wanted to write & testify, one-time suicidal Dr. Anil Deo, is reborn during second half-century on earth! Yes, Jesus is real to me, to revive hope and the desire to live or write, or...

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I AM AWAKE, LATE, ON A PARTICULAR NIGHT...AND I FIND MYSELF STROLLING THROUGH FOOTAGE OF 70's SITCOMS...

I WELCOMINGLY COME ACROSS AN ICON!


DEAR MS. ESTER~
YOUR IMPACT, ESSENCE OF YOUR EARTHLY PRESENCE, REMAINS AND PROVES PROMINENT ON...

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You've heard
and seen
and perhaps even felt a dichotomy
between Type A and Type B personalities?

A is for Alpha-yang.
S/he couldn't possibly be more uncomfortable
with WesternWhite male nationalistic narcissistic supremacy
when it comes LOSER!!! down on us
from on financially...

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I was gratefully listening
to a theologian musician
repeat a rabbinic tradition
of four levels of resonant soul:
individual (egosystemic),
communal (local),
social (cultural, national identity)
global (Earth,ecosystemic).

A mature musician,
like a wise theologian,
sees these four soul identities
as circular
double-binding octaves,
mutually informing up
and down,
in
and...

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CHOREOGRAPHY of LIFE and DEATH
(Three times I have crossed swords with death up to now!)


The cheerful trumpet of 
Miraculous life,
Imperatively sounded in 
My mother’s life-giving womb,
Heralding with its melodic tune 
Another animation:
MINE!
And as now my...

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Deep pain bores into scalp as eyelids struggle to open;
Glaring sun menaces eyes as they face the sky boldly.
First thought dawns on me like elixir; I'm alive!
The vast blue sky seems to smile upon my...

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She Simply Said

I'm no model...
I do have my moments,
When the mid-day sun 
Compliments my masculine mask—marvelously
And my mug is admired
So when I asked her
What does she sees in me?
She simply said, "It's the way that...

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I relate this story from my room in the Quiet Vale Giggling Academy

A reader might find my story hard to believe
BUT!
At one time in my life –
As a matter of fact quite recently –
I had...

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Where, oh where, is God? 
When will the man-child stop asking why,
stop searching for the other, the greater, the bigger
the more glorious presence?

This constant need to see other than oneself as the source.
Even with a...

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