Long Pastime Poems

I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell...

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                                Precious Moments

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The missus served me high test coffee...

Ah... tis nothing more heavenly 
(to one borne again devout atheist)
then a spring like January 18th, 2023
here at Highland Manor apartments
picturesque green covered landscape,
where intrepid dandelions 
dare to defy...

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For several years I'd worked as a life coach, assisting clients day by day,
Like blazing colors in the shank of the evening, chases deep blues away.

It was an occupation that I enjoyed, as helping others...

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“Nuns Fret Not at Their Convent's Narrow Room”
by William Wordsworth

Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room;
And hermits are contented with their cells;
And students with their pensive citadels;
Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his...

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Gotcha! Once respectable haute cuisine thief Sue She...,
a septuagenarian renown for his trademark prank
to steal himself into a neighboring house,
and prepare an elaborate meal
unsuspectedly nabbed gorging
(ala man versus food
Adam Montgomery Richman fame
Brooklyn, New York boy)
at...

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It is not mandatory
However, I feel that it is my duty
To respond to Carl Brouard
‘Knowing how to drink is not an art
Drinking is not a duty’
But a necessity which is obligatory
As it is crucial even...

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Dear Budding Poet,

Modern poetry is a mix of new and old with modern styles created by bending or even breaking the rules of old forms to create new ones.
Express yourself any way you want to...

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Goodbye Miss Heidi Only For Now…….8.3.14

Remembering that day I first brought you home the sun was out a warm July day, meowing never stopped on your first ride to your new home, waiting
Seeing you the...

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I was an active and happy person, and had a great fondness for movies,
Like the enthusiastic nature lover, bears a fondness for outdoor beauties.

I indulged in both the old and new movies, those of almost...

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People once said I was a homebody, and I guess that was me,
Often curled up with a good book, I loved watching movies.

Like blooms of sunlit meadows, are joyful where they stand,
Stained in the world...

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Humpty Dumpty lived in make-believe land, like dreamy shadows get long;
And he dwelt in a house near a wall, among merry, crimson, oriole throngs.

He had a figure equally rotund and jolly, and was therefore loved...

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A Trite Nihilistic Occasion   

This doodling Yankee 
(boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit 
fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence...

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I was a prominent theoretical physicist, relying upon beautiful mathematics,
Like devout gardeners everywhere, rely on butterscotch sunshine dramatics.

Rose days were spent inventing theories, to address pure astral phenomena,
And testing the raw theories, such as what...

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This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence handily solving Finger hut issue, 
when...

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On a footpath of a street she lay,
It was dark outside her and inside.
Bruised hands, cut lips, dying soul,
She didn’t remember how much she had cried.

At the time he had left her and gone
And she...

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Northerners are heading south 
Blue and Orange in an east coast bout 
Right now individuals who are sweet and peach 
Relaxing sunning on a Tampa Bay beach 
Not showing power 
To those folks on an...

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Winter and flowers? Together? I could never believe it. Never ever. 
But I'm wrong, there is one
The ice flower.
But the ice flower is not a winter flower.
The winter flower is the flower of winter, the...

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Yours truly whiles hours away
reading out loud... tis not hearsay
cuz ears of mine relish... neigh
feast hearing spoken words, I do say
plus eyes (mine) drink one
or more letter combination yea.

Aforesaid pastime doth rarely
if ever tire hungry...

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Two opposing warring factions, meet upon the AstroTurf
Battlefield, in the sporting arena of Victory or agony’s defeated,
Warriors of the pigs skinned javelin, tackle each other at the
White lines of collisions honor, marked by the numbered...

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I was born, Bronx, New York, in the year 'Thirty-Nine',
   the first child with a brother who followed in time.
Ten years later, moved North, Hudson Valley, same State
   where I've settled,...

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For many days, I am yearning with my pastime longing to bargain for a mountain
Even though I am not knowledgeable about that marchant, for a dealer of that, then.
I long , I wish I could...

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During the time before television came to our home,                          ...

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Passion and love
By Michelle Morris
10/04/2022

Passion and love so often confused
Only time reveals the roads we choose...

Oh-oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh... 

Sparks with lovers can pull you down
Sparks with lovers is how you drown
No one can touch you now
No...

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Inside The Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary...
Mortal Mind Of Matthew Scott Harris
ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Seedy gobbledygook ergot
visibly argot bubbled, burbled, bustled...forth 
yea...give garbled, jangled, warbled shoutout
if ye doth render
mug gadabout totally confounding,

this unfettered voluminous confection
ruff lee...

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