Long Parsing Poems

New Year's Eve 2022

Yours truly riddled with social anxiety,
hence (billy me) he will idle away
December 31st, 2022 
sequestered (with the missus) 
hunkered down in his mancave
while madding crowd  
entertains reckons partition of time 
into...

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New Year's Eve 2021

December thirty first
two thousand twenty one countdown
will transparently and seamlessly stream into
simultaneously linkedin January first
two thousand and twenty two,
whereby the Ball a geodesic sphere,
12 feet in diameter,
and weighing 11,875 pounds.

The aforementioned Ball...

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A big thanks to Bob Newman for the fine Volecentral resource.
 
My example
 
Impatient Pleas     (Cazone)
 
Come lie with me you pretty, pretty thing,
and let us stop our toying with our...

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Gay Rights are not Civil Rights
grabs my Yahoo facetime
fast-paced news rhyme

Civil Rights are not just Gay Rights
on my administrative time
bounces back a Left WhiteHouse reprise
that Civil Rights
include Gay Rights
as a necessary subset,
but not multiculturally sufficient...

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Not that you asked,
or ever would feel free to inquire,
yet perhaps you grow ready to listen
to a voice inviting exit
from your,
and our,
long loneliness,
self-contempt,
isolation so shelled-over,
so embedded,
you are sure we are each and all
unredeemably alone

In our...

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I'm stupid.
I've fallen for the same pitfalls
that I sighted in
the distance
and said that
I was too smart
I was too ambitious
my potential was too great
to fall for them
and yet
I've fallen.
I hurt everyone with whom I come in...

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New year's day 2021

Disinclination regarding tradition
to make resolutions stance
adopted courtesy yours truly.

Though such proclamation
may smack of high treason
no matter convenience to season
and ideal time to leaven existence,
I discern no rhyme nor reason

to make a promise...

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Small, Medium At Large Units...

Define paradigm since time 
immemorial does find
me defied, electrified, and generated
fascination within my mind,
despite spacious essence invisible to blind
people, or even those blessed to find
pointed laser insight more pertinent

when a visible...

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Part Two


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In crowded halls, ivy clad, walk the sleepless zombies - the walking dead.
They’ve come to grapple, the chosen few, in trials by pen and pencil too.

Long ago we quietly agreed to trade studies and stress...

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Parsing time

Along the slope he leant
  with his caved-in shoulders   
  not standing on end
one foot upturned
   the other curled
         ...

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Came from Baltimore by Pigtown
Where they like to lay the law down.
He rebelled against the ground rule.
Had to grow up in reform school.
Got acquainted with a curveball
Dealing pepper by the church hall;
Broke some windows, but...

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I came across an old McGuffey's Reader the other day.
Let me endeavor to tell you about it if I may.
Seems in days of yore, educational aims were more sublime.
Political correctness had yet to reach its...

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Dedication to Service
Rather, whoever wishes to be great among you shall be your servant, whoever wishes to be first among you shall be your slave. Just so, the Son of Man did not come to...

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An empty auditorium, echoing with the voices of those long past
Life’s stage, we the characters, parsing the script in a caricature of truth
Phantoms of a thousand different productions, acts, scenes leave the frissons of their...

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See that vessel back there
Just claimed by the storm
The whole crew is expired
Some had not yet been born
There’s no sense parsing gestures
Or mincing words this day
Times like these, the best you can do
Is bundle up...

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Democracy devolves into tyranny, Plato cautioned.
Flooded by the frigid torrent of factionalism,
will we certify his prediction?

Blinded by the prevarication of public discourse.
Numbed by the inundation of disinformation.
Crippled by the conspiracy of doubt.
The real deep state...

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With pen in hand I begin another new day
My destination unknown facing come what may
Might this be the day I write the poem that inspires?
The one that once and for all silences all my decriers
If...

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Written By:  D. Collins 2/9/16

There is no better drug to soothe the mind.
Than ripping out a web of poetic rhyme.
We can go “all in” through contemporary art.
Spit it how we see it, without a...

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Serenading you with my sincerity
assembling praises in your name
your one glance falls in place 
a thousand emotions it resurrects.

Dawn is the new dusk
you pretend and wave it off
but the beauty in it 
like an elephant...

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Chameleons 


Life’s only consistency is change
for “nature abhors a vacuum”.
Time, inexorably tinges each moment,
colors it in fading yellows.

Memory’s dog-eared pages,
entwined with nostalgia’s neediness,
produce an altered state,
an hereditary fraud.

We are, at best, evolved chameleons
shifting colors lest...

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Sunlight scarce, o' rainbow dove
I flutter wings a fifty five
just to see your weight up high
a snug,
in the clouds.

What parsing eyes, do thee enchant
a hue o' fifty fire ants
give or take a grand,
I wad my...

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A marble calm under the shaky gaze
was parsing the human pain. I would
lift the calculated grief from folded earth.

You feel badly bruised and racial war
becomes anathema. Past the age eyesight dwindles,
cannot identify the faces of...

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Fugitive


Fleeing the confines of mind
scurrying over addled thoughts,
sorting through lifeless sermons.
Challenging the confines of conformity.
Fleeing oppressions oligarchs
loosing a flow of vitriolic viciousness,
hell bent on pissing off the world
signing on as the “devil’s advocate”.
Running off at...

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I 
stare,
stare into
the flames.
Mesmerized.
I
hear the 
sound of 
creation.
The 
snap, crackle,
pop of
creation.
I see 
embers flying
like burning
stars 
spinning
in infinity.
I 
see time,
present and
past, while
contemplating
 future time.
It’s all
in the
flames.
Parsing 
existence.
Turning it
over, teasing
it out.
So much
to
contemplate.
Making sense,
trying to
make sense.
Impossible.
Impossible,
to know,
impossible to
understand...

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