Long Nobleman Poems

CYRUS II - THE GREAT

KING CYRUS THE GREAT

So; here comes the story of that, King Cyrus the Great 
Whose history for some of us is still well up for debate

But; it’s such a darn good...

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The king was recruiting, He needed brave knights,
To protect all his wealth and his land,
And seek if he could, someone who would succeed,
And was worthy of his daughter’s hand.
A leader, a nobleman, brave to the...

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With a staff fitted with a blade in hand,
Leonid entered the cave.
It was dark and hot,
And with each step,
Leonid became more and more fearful.

The cave then opened up
Into a large cavern,
And in the center,
On a...

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And to all those I have wronged
I am remorseful
For my life is an enigma
And at times I lose my way
Like a mad dog that goes astray
Enslaved by tribulations
That fails to go away
And reason becomes an...

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3.   At the Cabin

("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of 
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy.  "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)

(The Chokugan  =  a...

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I could grow roses, and collect their nectar,
For newly wedded pairs’ perfume.
Or lilies, the Persian young lovers would secretly present their bashful beloveds.
Or could process the early-ripening fallen apple,
Foreigners would slowly have
Seeing the fiery sun...

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The ink from his pen flowed through my veins even at first sight
     Great passion I felt reading his words that enlightening night
His style so much like my own, eerie similarity
...

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Sensationally super, and Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just...

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Lay me to rest in marbled halls with angels at my head,
not lying here in the mud of Ypres with khaki turning red.
Let me die a noble death, one that's worth fighting for,
not to avenge...

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The Galilean sun smiled down
upon the dusty little town
and lingered o'er one humble spot,
a peasant's home and modest shop.
Long shafts of light fell 'cross the door
to lay bright carpets on the floor
where children played in...

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Enea, Embarking at Piombino

An impecunious nobleman he was,
with all the grace and arrogance of youth:
he signed with Capranica, just because
the latter (who was longer in the tooth,
with deeper pockets) offered him, in truth,
a chance to...

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It is awe, but another day of doing of non pleasure.
For the pleasurable is not of reach.
Yet, it is the unforbidden fruit of my work that yearns to speel out on 
these pages of creation,...

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One summer eve in Galilee
I stood before my open door;
to me it seemed just one more night--
like all the others gone before.
Someone would come and, passing by,
would hear the tinkling of the bells,
would see the...

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The Taylor’s an ordinary man
He spends his time in his workshop
Or on the cobblestone streets, searching
For lengths of exotic fabrics and shimmering threads
His hands are covered in bruises
Made from the pricks of needles over and...

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12/2/2020


Seeds starting to germinate
The scent always permeates
The effect begins to percolate
Having an impact on the murder rate
As life begins or terminates

Thought I heard a hiss
But was too caught up in bliss
After a poisonous kiss
Everything going...

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The change is slowly coming
like murder in the back alley.
It won't be neat or sweet, but
messy, and the moon will reflect in the cardinal pools.
The hand of a stranger wrenching the deepest secrets
from any subdural...

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So sensationally super; Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just...

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there is a painting at the art gallery,
I have a strong affection for;
it is a man that calls me from the past,
in the year 1670 lived this nobleman.

long dark hair falls to his...

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The wicked witch of the West 
Wanted to be a model on the cover of the
Cosmopolitan.
Her green complexion made her a woman 
Of extreme interest.
She should of fired her dress designer who
Manifest
Her as a harridan.
The...

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In the Highlands of Scotland
A Kingdom exists
Two Kings rule
In the mountains and mist
 
A nobleman knight
With his bird of prey
A Golden Eagle so rare
Regal display
 
On moonlit nights
A turret he stands
Golden Eagle on hand
Two powers...

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There is a painting at the art gallery,
I have a strong affection for;
it is a man that calls me from the past,
in the year 1670 lived this nobleman.

Long dark hair falls to his shoulders,
a...

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What a lovely, lovely boy he was,
And such pretty manners-oh!
And a charming boy he was because-
He knew what to say, where to go.

Such a fine man he became, became;
And such courtly airs and flair!
As scents...

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I drained life of its fullness...
not pricing its worthiness,
leaving nicks in the prime of youth:
deceitful tricks to ignore every truth.

I imitated parody to conceal identity,
thus making it forgery my priority;
and the masked nobleman acted out...

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A Shadorma


Arthur’s lot
memory of myth
it’s never
been proven
legend, myth, reality
will we ever know?

The truth lay
buried but not at
Tintagel
perhaps it’s
elsewhere or perhaps he was
not really a king...

Maybe a
farmer or trader?
Tin miner,
a genius,
great mind within his own time?
it...

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I met a man - 
one could hardly deem old.
His smile was warm, yet
his hands were quite cold.
I asked the gentleman: 
“Do you remember my name?”
I queried the chap: 
"Do you know why I came?"

I...

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