Long Philosophize Poems

Wicked Romancer a provocative Prince of fanatics in the dramatics of fashionable word's. 
 Giving orgasms of mind unique one of a kind pleasures of my rhythms in rhymes. 

Mesmerizing feelings of exquisite emotions written...

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They look at me, they say who him?
He’s just like the rest of them,
Doesn't know where he is.
A victim of circumstance, born into a world that slowly, but surely woos you down 
a path to...

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Horoscopes defy what the mind already knows
Sagittarius categorized, Catholically inclined
Religion forces Signed eyes to reconsider deliverance
Archer status on the dance floor
Lips poised clothing crunk'd
High heels dipped in ghetto couture 
Street loved, Sirens seem to posess...

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I didn’t write this poem 
Because I was supposed to.
I didn’t write this poem
to talk about my feelings.
I didn’t write this poem
to talk about the world.
I didn’t write this poem
to make anyone cry
or laugh
or scream
Or...

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Looking into my eyes you see a dying being
The monster that's inside of me dying from a variety
Of spices that is mixed in the bowl with society
Most have lied to me and they expect me...

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Creation is somehow beautiful
See the beauty of Mother Earth
See the grace of shadows
Feel the warmth of the sun
See, see even the rainbow after the deluge

Of all the mysteries of creation
I prefer life's temporal nature
Life does...

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Politics is an enterprise
Prediction must bow to intrigue and surprise
You could philosophize in detail but then have to summarize
You could appeal in entirety or locally polarize
You could seek to cause but things unfold to make...

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Day and night, I trip time while crossing datelines. 
Slicing between stars, my ride purrs with speed turbines.

To Walden’s Pond, I frequently, eagerly go
for chats with my hero, the first hippy, Thoreau.   ...

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There are words and songs that have remained unsaid and unsung for a time. If 
I have to say and sing them it has got to be now for tomorrow may be too late.

They are...

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There is a power which drives us all, and
Our consciousness is a breath which 
Has been pushed into us
Like we press on buttons to switch on 
In-animated machines!

Yet, it has chosen to remain subtle
And elusive,...

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Plato's Retreat

I want to be just like Socrates,
Grow a long beard and do as I please.
And be asking you allot of questions . . . .

For a Living.

I want to be just like Socrates
And not...

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Once there was a time (of course, not so long),
I was, in body and mind, not so strong;
Any death, as though it's my own, scared me,
Mishaps and blood I couldn't dare to see...!

Then, when I...

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He's a bit off
That one
Writes poetry
Observes the passing throng
Passing judgment
On what's wrong
Pushing virtue
And venture
And all that out-dated stuff.
Isn't Wikipedia good enough?
He told a friend
Sleep gets interrupted
By a line
Or a cadence
Or an image.
Often talking to himself
At...

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You gave them generously
Albert Einstein, generous brain to experiment
Napoleon Bonaparte, generous mouth to command
Pele generous legs to play balls and score goals
Winston Churchill generous lips of oratory
Karl Marx, generous mind to philosophize
Paul of Tarsus generous...

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From the bower of my abode,
At dawn and twilight I strode.
Crispy leaves rustled as I passed,
Over frosty, shimmering grass.

Craving even paler sun on my face,
Amid stiff breezes I set a good pace.
Staying indoors all day...

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3 May 2019  10:27 Am

I Know that I know nothing and nothing surely knows me
There for I and nothing are a commonality

I know that I'm a dreamer of life and what I see
So is...

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When reflecting on the nature of mind
Of what wit or wisdom do we dare speak?
For the wind in the sky is all we find,
In a round and round game of hide and seek.
It’s mind over...

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People who collect marbles also 
collect like terms. These people 
may collect unemployment in 
Florida as well. 
Trailing starboard they collect flotsam
stored in their pockets, as they 
converse and philosophize with 
living plastic flamingos. 

People...

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twisted words echo silently across a gostly
wind sweeped dawn...intertwined limps fall
with no grace comsemed with the underleing
thoughts.....the grin then make u see the
world as its true self as let u down time and
again...the mistakes hold...

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When you are obsessed 
With the great and good 
What is right 
And what is wrong 

What is right? 
And what is wrong?
Is all consuming 

It permeates 
Every though 
Every action 

Life becomes a state...

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While moon makes place for sun
dark sky duvet pushed back
stars close their eyes

The restless few
their beady eyes
small marbles 
see all
and everything
hip ceaselessly
don't find peace

The intellectuals
philosophize the dark away
invent intricate 
solutions
to external worldly
problems
and  internal
personal dark

Morning...

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