Long Narrator Poems

The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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Moby Dick, a novel by Herman Melville, published in London in October 1851 as The Whale and a month later in New York City as Moby-Dick; or, The Whale. It is dedicated to Nathaniel Hawthorne....

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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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Narrator:  I take you now inside the mind of a ten year old miniature Eskimo dog who
 lives happily inside a Rambler house with a fenced back yard that serves as his special 
area...

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Imagine a small frail girl,
Sitting in the darkest corner of a poorly lit room, 
Only lit by the cautious sunlight that rebelliously shines through the crack in the curtain – if she dares
And thank God...

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WRITING GAME IS ON Part 1

Writing game is on as long as I’m here,
There with tears as I train your mind to be strong,
Right or wrong, with no strain have sight, not to entertain,
The main...

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From 2010. Narrator is Robert Gibbs, snooty White House Press Secretary.

Lay, O Lord, a curse on press men, rude and churlish, sad, obsessed men 
Who persist to query me on matters they know I must...

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Years back , my grand father used to tell me about our  stolen  Kingdom. 
" My grand father King Mussabwa Mundi was assassinated by his relatives for power. 
Many members of our family  lost their...

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The Second Fable 
The Second Fable 
 
The BusYness 
 
 
The Alcoholic boss: 
       The man was doing inventory when the lady called his namme. 
“Johnny what is...

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Day 7

Teacher 
She thought she heard lightening outside with the sun out.Notice Bruce's Mama was making some sort of noise .The look in her eye was terrifying . Oh my goodness Teacher's thinking stepping back...

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I just want to take you back to that small frail girl,
The girl who sat in the shadows, in the corner of her room,
The girl who’d,
Never dare to cry,
Always wondered why,
Often wished to die.
The girl...

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A Fugitive
Bus Stop Overland Park, Kansas   7:35 PM

A furrowed brow and furtive eyes
that refuse to engage another,
striding quickly through the crowd
and putting people between him
and the police car.
He is hardly the drifter or...

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Ninenintyfour 
 
Autofixation 
 
A Dialog Fabel 
 Mrs. Smithster: BOSS let me help you clean up your computor today the new 
auto program disc is arrived in...

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(Prov. 22: 6 /  Heb. 5: 14  /  Deut. 6: 6-9  /  2 Tim. 3: 13-15, 16  /  Matt. 19: 13, 14)


(Part One of Two)



If A Child Wants...

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          O, elusive muse, mysterious and profound bruise,
you bewitch my soul, never to be found in the way of former use.
In your...

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Shall I relay a sidesplitting hoot from my “care-free” on campus fun phase?
It entails a laboratory session involving three mystic world colossal oafs.
 One had an unerring penchant for Laurel and Hardy mishaps, the other...

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i hope you don't mind 
if I wander in through your front door
and reset your clocks to headlight savings
life requires humor he said to the lens grinders
as he rode his all terrain moon beam to...

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ELOQUENT GEMS

Part 1

Been told I wrote an eloquent gem,
So here we go again, in this game that's needs to be renamed,
Intervened by dreams and quoted, far fetched but relevant preached quotes,
Ya read them and hopefully...

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33rd BIRTHDAY Part 1

December twelfth of the twelfth,
Born with wealth, kept within the internal house, no clue in eighty two,
True story here at last, I never knew my past, 
Few people see within their hourglass,
Everybody’s...

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wishing he had sung his prayers last night
from both ends to the middle
fell to the ground in adoration
tore a wake through the ink stains
but not from satisfaction
plastic Jesus hold my head
a round of applause for...

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As the last man on the planet Earth,
Time has become my mortal enemy.
A whole world to walk silently alone,
In fruitless reflection of what was.

The streets are fully empty now,
But I can still hear the traffic.
The...

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>>1111>>MATRIX HIT<<1111<<

                       Simulations within Simulations in a Simulator, 
    ...

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Look, Spoken & Served

            I myself with Oneness, sorting through this mess and disaster, 
         ...

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Enter Alice, the bestest girl.
Enter Kobalos, The gruesome goblin, 
(You may just see him in the middle of the tree, (or not))

Alice:
Rachael! Rachael! 
What an ill forgotten wood this is
It nerves the jingle jangles from...

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The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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