Long Methodically Poems

"Oak" 

The guardians
stood around and 
shook their heads

great thoughts 
quivering 
from the ground, roots up, 

as if to walk 
confidently 
with great armies

yet hesitation 
was witnessed
in their waving gestures

perplexed 
and touching 
green crowns, 

there they...

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Late evening March 2045

The Teenagers were adventurous 
They were venturing.  DJ and 
Damali Trech were both 18 years 
Old. The Copy Cat Club was the
Place to  be for teens.  It mostly 
Served...

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Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's harmony,
lays waste to life on land and sea.
Mankind, thy name...

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Raid versus woe

Black flag(s) show up
on social media platforms
when potential homicidal maniac(s)
communicate(s) intent to strike
with ambush and ready
read - able, eager, and willing
to embark upon murderous rampage.

Prospective killer armed to the teeth
usually a young bucking...

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In the intimate interlace of free will and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is.. is over in the stormy, swarming...

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**Trigger Warning**



"I Knew Anne Silently - My Ravenous Poe" 

I knew Anne.
you’d think 
with a name like hers
she’d be able to find her way 
out of unchartered waters.

it didn’t come as a suprise, 
then, on...

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Book Three of the THIRUK-KURAL on Un-Authorised (concealed) and Authorised (religion-ordained) LOVE: Cantos 109 THAGAIANANGKURAITHTHAL to 133

(Note: Love between mainly the wedded pair from the standpoint of the fair liana-like “lady” of the pliant bamboo-shoulders,...

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By Stanley Collymore

Never speak ill of the dead we’re constantly and solemnly
exhorted regardless of who they are or the life that
they freely chose to live, as they’re no longer
around, is the lame and unconvincing excuse
that’s...

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Date:  August  2049

DJ celebrates his 23rd birthday 
Sashi DJs wife became 22 in
May. Amadeus made 20, 
Damian turns 48, Molly and
Dolly are 45. Carter Hakim will be
74. Lucinda turns 71. Carter
Embraced her saying,...

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The Job

I got a plane to catch in the morning.  8:15 AM out of Austin, destination Orange County, CA.  Never cared much for California and I don’t think anything about this trip is...

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The bird brigade has been summoned.
The empathy princess is down. Completely depleted of all energies, through ridiculously and blatantly giving too much of herself to others again.
I’m lying on the grass, prone, watching a cricket...

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Brackish-gurgling days that
Unobtrusively slid along
Past tussock grass and curled up 
Balls of Fern...
Glued tightly onto structured vanes
Of outstretched frond.
Venerable Mosses reciting epic tales,
Measured throughout Metronomical 
Strains,
Chanting methodically in harmonious
Downturn - 
Wherein contained: 
Foreboding dialects delivered...

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We leave our country in search of a new life but we end up paying a painful sacrifice, I can live with it, if it has future benefit, but I don’t intend to go through...

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That furniture at Grandma’s house has never had a;
Behind, sit down directly on it-
The plastic had duct tape overtop
Where something sharp had pierced a hole
This sofa, that had lasted 30 years… unscathed.
The sofa also had...

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united states are in debt most
kingdoms countries are in deficit
they have beautiful cars great highways
bread to eat water to drink and almost
free air to breathe
so dont worry about debts deaths and deficits
we are all in...

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Hall Of Blank Portraits 

To my father, 
I paint you as the sea, 
Ebbing and flowing 
In my memory.
Drifting in the doldrums 
Immortal and serene, 
Sleeping forever 
In blues and green,
I sit on the shore...

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In years to come as we talk to our grandchildren, I hope that we all can say,
I remember when SARS arrived, the worry, the concern that troubled day.

A fellow Infection Control Practitioner confided that “I...

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Blowing through a vast crevasse –
from whirling tempest; 
to calming balm on wounded skin;
to constant howl;
to sunlit kiss, onto warm lips –

I am a promise, 
to the girl who waits,     
within...

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*  This poem was inspired by the court marshall of Lt. William Calley for his 
leadership in the attack on My Lai, Vietnam.  For more info, see 
http://www.law.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/ftrials/mylai/mylai.htm

Lt. Willy on Trial

Tiny warm beads...

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Firearms magazine offer manifold big bang for their buck, 
many ear rational per son or daughter loves advocate, the late chuck 
heston (now a shooting star occasionally visiting Earth from celestial vault) 
  ...

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Drink your wine slowly  

Placed in the middle,
the beasts circle
Methodically pacing,
staring at me, glaring
wicked eyes, never wavering

Walls crumble,
rubble gathers 
on the outer ring
Gates laid to waste,
locks broken and shattered
All protection dissipates
I can not move...

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Gun owners indiscriminately brandish
loaded firearms toward innocent victims,
and concomitantly excite
purported in accordance
with first amendment, relish
yet proliferation allowing
free ranging banshee dervish
sans weapons of mass destruction
(mainly innocent lives)
inures citizens to appear off fish
U.S., and self-important
becoming comfortably numb
at...

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Cuz existence among Homo sapiens 
extremely intolerable prospect
particularly sharing planet 
with most violent species
courtesy hoodlums wielding
deadly firearms methodically gun down
men, women and children
ratcheting grim milestone
countless dead civilians linkedin 
with hazards of war zone. 

Upon surrendering...

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He'd come west back in forty-nine,
three long years had passed since that time,
and still he mucked 'bout rivers cold,
with pan and shovel, seeking gold.

Fa away from Sutter's Mill,
he'd staked a claim below this hill,
a bit...

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Of Wolves and May Processions~
A Poem by Debbie_Philly 

Why Did You Leave Me Here For Wolves To Prey And Feed On

You cherished me for years, your words not mine
I was looked on by your gaze...

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