Long Parse Poems

Sweet mother, Virginia Slim wedged between your fingers,  
that last light willed to die at the rig
of a darkened room.  
You—half-goddess, half-ghost, pinioned in some still-life setting
of tumbled smoke and silver hair. ...

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Chicanery grabbed lustfully repeatedly - yup!

While merrily bobbing along
the boulevard of broken dreams,
which in truth measured
no more than a furlong
think envisioning myself top banana
analogous to bull headed Donkey Kong,
I felt on top of my game,
which...

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NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy-

NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering-

NIL latency in thoughtfoam friths or thrice-past-madness witnesses to Tantalus' entelechy.


IT wasn't borne on echoes...

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Part One

“Apart from its popular conception of transmigration, (which is) sometimes almost humouristic, Manimekhalai offers a documentary contribution of immense value, under an easily accessible form, on the philosophical speculations of Ancient India.
The cosmology of...

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Can a man – all alone - foist a god upon his fellows
Even if it’s only himself
And they his subjects

G.. is Akbar!

Does the muezzin from the minaret of Qoutoub-Minar
look up or
down to the illiterate savant...

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Written: March 28, 2024 For Edward Ibeh Contest
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It is a myth that time cures any wound,
It is merely what people...

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This morning on my knees again, I lift
You up in prayer, love. Beg God his care
For you, to make the laboring day swift
Balm your weary flesh, and deny your fear
I told him bathe you in...

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Advice to the new hire ...


I heard tell, it's been said
that to make an omelet,
you have to break a few eggs

I regret I had to break a few,
I regret I'm gonna break a few more...

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It's my body, and I'll cry if I want to!
Lie if I want to!
Die if I want to!
You might die too if I come near you.

No vaccine pricks my skin. 
Absolute is my right 
to...

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In English classes my skull would be reeling with a myriad of perplexities,
Struggling to cope with English Composition and its multitudinous complexities!
I could never understand (and never will) the mysteries of verbs and pronouns,
Or dangling...

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Republicans? Immoral! Lord, that's all there is to that!
Like in the song, "Their heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags,"
Though Democrats (not better) hate to stoop so low to win,
They feel Christ's death, seek...

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Miz Liberty welcomed Luigi to America's shores to begin a brand new life.
He arrived at Ellis Isle with piles of baggage, three kids and his addled wife.
He knew not a word of English but there's...

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"I love my teacher."
"I have a great teacher." 
"My teacher is super."
"My teacher's so cool."

These words are music to a teacher's ears,
Exactly what parents and administrators want to hear.
Yet what do they mean?  How...

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The best poetry stays silent and deep
It cries for attention below still waters
Each one melting into oceans weeping

I still fish poorly in infinity’s pool
With no reward that satisfies
How the fishees goad me cruelly

Titles of poems...

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In the beginning there was logos

Said Heraclitus!

In the beginning there was word
Said the Bible!
Sticks and stones 
Or words said
The sadistic torturers of all times!
When words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain
Said Shakespeare.
Then he...

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Staying in Touch!

Do you stay in touch with the people you love?
If you do, then you might be an odd one for sure!
Most who call, are just strangers that one has not heard of,
Poor salesmen...

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THE PASSIVE VOICE (Grammar series)

In Italy a glorious Voice 
Was employed by Pavarotti
In England of voice we’ve a choice
Which sounds a little dotty

When we sing our verbs of action
The way we do, it sounds as...

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My auspicious Holiday Muse,
it has a hunger pang...
A pen which merrily sings of words,
joyously written in the heart
Honored friends and guests 
invited freely 
to a feast of thoughts

Etiquette tableware articulation
is succulently presented:

Romantic spooning
lovingly receives
a lip...

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There's Too Much Death!

It seems to me. I hate to say,
Man's death inhabits World today!
The loving die!  The 'Right To Life,'
Make Earth a hell! They skewer, knife
All Truth more difficult to trash,
Their souls find...

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Are You Misguided Or Wise?
Written: by Miracle man
12-27-2019

Words too quickly spoken expose our thoughts,
words convey our ideas which are often ersatz.
We carefully parse and throw at others as darts,
because the tongue speaks what fills our...

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 Wind whispers through fingers 
of ebony black pinions
Head cocked to watch me 
as he drifts past my eyes

Apprising and appraising
My place in his dominion
Head cocked to watch me
As he effortlessly flies

To a graceful landing
Atop...

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We wander for form, but at a snail's pace
We grasp pure air and feel the hills fully
We find joy walking to our desired place

By gazing, we might parse where fine sprouts face
We watch strange birds rippling...

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My father passed a few years back, and he keeps appearing in my dreams, always on the same street and roughly the same dialogue. The poem/story has no real format. Just my feelings on it....

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Limerick crochetés: Once Mid-East refugee hi-jacked plane
Once Mid-East refugee hijacked plane 
At Heathrow Airport without much pain
Set course for Florida
Down Gulf Stream danced salsa
O’er Bermuda Triangle lost brain

Raised head in parallel universe
Where everybody spoke only...

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Villanelle : There are more poets than there are poems

There are more poets than there are poems
   Eveybody writes with some poets’ tongue
Do duckweed and mugwort breed well in loams

If only those who...

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