Long Muffles Poems

Absolute deafening silence...

during and after a moderate snowfall
today January 19th, 2024,
within Southeastern Pennsylvania
and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard,
whereby blanket of whiteness
muffles sounds of civilization.

I hate a spoiler alert
regarding weather forecasters prediction,
especially when meteorologist
wannabe spouse doth...

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Lyrics to "The Sound Of Silence"

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision...

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I'm drowning.
When I breath in, my lungs yell in complaint as the thick, unbreathable air floods them,
They try to reject it but no matter what happens, I'm still left breathless.
Depression is a burden I have...

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Like a shadow within a shadow merging with the darkness of night, I am the shadow merger
Like the sense of invisibility that cloaks my corpse from humanity`s gazes, I am Lord Voldermort
How does a shadow...

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Setting: a cafe, chamonix, in hand a tea.
Across- a woman, seated, not seeing me.

Embarrassed I am,
that I, a questionable I, 
like a lamb: 97 and 1 kilogram,
am engulfed by her,
like Noah by heavanly mer.

Can I...

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(Note: it is rare that I make drastic changes to anything I write, but a friend made some suggestions about changing my poem DEATH OF MADAMOISELLE duPONT, and I agree with her. Here is the...

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(continueing the Monsieur L'Vampyre adventure)
   THE DEATH OF MADAMOISELLE duPONT
Dear Stella, up the path, into the park,
deep shadows hide the trees along the Seine,
the quiet of the night accents the dark
and you can...

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STELLA DIES
Dear Stella, up the path, into the park,
deep shadows hide the trees along the Seine,
the quiet of the night accents the dark
and you can feel your breathing now and then.

The peaceful gloom, enveloped by...

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My friend came home to come inside.
Where he knew that warmth and love abide.
And he could sate his appetite.
And know that it will be alright.

He knew his human worried so.
Each time he said he had...

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Beneath the low muffles
Pedestrians shuffle
An average city day
Of hustle and bustle 
A lovely days stroll
With no place to go
Still the worlds moving fast 
But I'll remain slow
Because theres no movement
Unless I stand still
To give my...

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The compass is broken and I am lost.
It is dark and I am blind,
Stuck in the pit of my mind.

How to escape this maze?
Where is the end of this race,
You see me, only a blank...

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The deception of  “free verse”: Dreams II, Translation of Etiemble’s “L’imposture du vers libre” by T. Wignesan

“Free verse, free not to be verse” – Audiberti

My love is not blue like a lake
my love is...

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life is a guesthouse,
no one overstays their welcome.

As background music
slowly muffles into softer tones,
breaths struggle to appease.
Deep painful faint sighs,
fall like crumbling leaves -
I'm vulnerable like a naked tree.

Autumnal eyes gaze
towards my looming winter garden.
Heart...

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The house was silent when I woke,
I wrapped up warm and went to smoke.
I tip-toed through my cousin's home,
(when I die, it's here I'll roam.)

In the kitchen, I poured some tea
and climbed up on the...

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My family is an old car:
Dad is the oil of the motor that keeps the car in good condition 
Mom is the motor mounts that hold the motor in place
Paco, The Chihuahua is the seats...

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Webs of the fallen
Welcome me
To these stone halls
Where the dead walk free

The path below my step
So creek
Alert the dead
To make groans weak

I see my father
Laid dead and bare
I’d shed a tear
But no soul would care

I...

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BEHOLD the spine-tingling manifestation,
the GHOST TREE stands,
bathed in an eerie blue-grey hue,
a chilling stance.

It looms amidst the dense and opaque fog,
which muffles all sound and obscures all sight.
Its gnarled and twisted trunk,
devoid of leaves,
is ravaged...

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Slender, whispering and flaming fireweed surrounds
the gray-weathered clapboards of the deserted
homestead whose torn gingham curtains blow among
the paneless windows with the gentle breeze of
summer morning.

Silence is challenged by harmonizing birds
who serenade the observer of the...

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Burdened waves slow motioned,gently lift tired eyelids-whispers.
Speaks an incomprehensible raspy language to subconscious;
Mind unaware,eyes chained to where blue meets azure.
Mourning waves wailing past sorrows unforgettable.

Scorching sun above witness, time's healing ointment
Calms sloshing, turns to gurgling,...

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The typical intro,
A moment of reflection,
Philosophical conversation with my glass veil is ago,
I swear she's the perfect audience lacking in cognition but excellent in reception,
Shameless in anonymity and thoroughly content being one-dimensional,
An afterthought emerged from...

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Saved, I must be
From within my hollow self
My inner thoughts
Are my unpaid tolls
Of my heretical wealth

Living in a madness
Is as living in hell
Within this dungeon
The metaphoric bell

Chimes grow louder and louder
In each revolutionary spire
Of that...

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Where did I go wrong? 
Some would say I didn't - 
Bowling, baseball, football 
and cub scouts - 
I was there for every minute. 

Some days I agree it was nothing I did, 
But that...

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Two windows of reflections, two souls from long ago
past times collecting memories of the realities
beauty glowing in the shades of two eyes
simulations of young love unsettled still muffles
unspoken those words that sparked the journey
many tears...

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The fire within you burns with such rage. While you are consumed with so much pain. It is 
so hard to reach above while you are trying not to go under. Swimming thru a pool...

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An Ocean filled with children's tears 
who's crashing waves muffles the cry s of a desperate mother
looking for salvation just beyond the seas horizon

Yet to far to save you Aylan as the world passes you...

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