Long Permeated Poems

The reading of Villon poems at West Berlin’s Free University, Winter Semester 1957-58
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Oh, I can faintly remember
Last years' frigid December

We were like burning embers,
Kindling our fires of kindness
We were swimming in errors
Don’t let hatred and angst harness
Inside you…
Yes, I do…
Love you unbearably and truly,
So don’t be such...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Six

Archangel Gabriel and His Force of Heavenly Angels
Upon seeing the radiant, almost blinding light as it lit up even the darkest corners of the forested...

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Not too long ago
                         I had a  beautiful friend
 ...

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What I wanted !- What I got !

I wanted so much from you Moneca, my Dear,
your heart, passion, soul, your love without fear.
I always knew- for me – it wasn’t in you to give,
to accept...

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Not a day goes by I don't think of you
you have permeated my fortress and walk freely in all its rooms
(examining it's furnishings)
how did I allow you entry without the
usual search scan and seizure ?
I'ts...

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When life was a song, respect was expected;                           ...

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Food for thought !
Over what has been lost.

Days of long ago - filled with much flavour,
Foods exotic – for the discerning palate to savour.

There was Beef Wellington to enjoy.
Delicious, Lobster Thermador – Oh Boy !

There...

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Kitchen counters alive; the vivid colors of red, green, purple and yellow glass jars. Your garden flourished.
.
Pickled beets mingle boiled eggs; a pretty periwinkle purple.
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Yellow and purple tinted fingers; dandelions and elderberries distilling; musty aroma...

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Trifolium pollinated courtesy bombus

Before landscapers mow swaths
across undulating waves of clover
(the father/daughter team
usually cut grass every Tuesday)
bumblebees alight from one to another flower.

Meanwhile, I lie splayed
mid morning June 28th, 2022
with stomach upon natural carpeting
quietly basking...

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What say you naive with all your poultice,
                     foolish fervor to your reverie!?”
“Mark me damned...

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I conversed with the lone demon,
Who had asked for redemption on an earlier day
On this day her voice was mightier,
More brave, and powerful
She dared not sing in the presence of the Dark Prince,
But spoke freely...

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The Bad, Bad Boy 

My Dear, sweet China Flower :

   The Oriental fragrance of you lingers on, it has permeated the very fibers of my mind and my home.
   I am,...

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3:15 a.m. 
 It was a crappy, wet, rainy dog-hiding drizzly morning.
Anthony woke up in a bad mood, with a sore throat, that got worse when he looked out the window.
Of course, the obstinate dog...

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He'll be 92 in DECEMBER, and before the corona virus, we did breakfast together every week. He is 21 years my senior and just being with him is a feast to REMEMBER. I will be...

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The Room of the Unrequited
By Roger White
    That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room.  Dusk crept through the windows
smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull umbra on wall...

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“More Beautiful Inside”



That morning 
we all 
woke up
more beautiful
inside 

all children 
were safe 
and happy
no longer needing
to hide like Summer

and the love inside
everyone aligned
caring for one another
a pathological kindness
bloomed like a virus
inside us

some say 
the...

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Both of my daughters 
have married and moved on
both now have lives 
and homes of their own 

both their “old” bedrooms
now empty of them
their laughter 
and music  

still harbour their presence
their energy and love
and...

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New marching orders issued from comandante Bergen meister

After proper manager 
distributed the latest bulletin
to all the residents at Highland Manor,
plus wrinkled her nose at noxious odor
(explained at length below)
purportedly emanating from unit B44,
we (myself and...

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Hello, My friend.

We speak much of dreams, and well we should.
Sometimes our dreams never come true, and
sometimes they do.  Better to have dreams that
turn into nightmares than to never have dreamed.

You, my friend, have...

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I sat there staring at the screen, dimly lit.
I read the words you sent and started feeling sick.
I was doubling over in pain and disgust,
And looking up at the sky to the lightning bolts and...

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I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon.
I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon.

I studied sleep patterns too, like vivid...

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Podcast lesson (re)learned today...

(May 6,2020) for umpteenth time,
no deliberate attempt to rhyme
rather to express satisfying reason
incalculable absolute value prime
mate (me) derived bliss oh so divine.

Fresh animal tracks thru equa door
gave urge right of way
plethora experiencing...

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I doubt that he had ever heard a sound like that WHISPER*.                       ...

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He suffered a plenty, but from deep within, he disconnected the suffering.
Whether on purpose or subconsciously, the disconnection was for his protection. He learned from experience and observation that survival and victimization do not mix....

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