Long Photographers Poems

Here he stands, Edwardian vogue, sometimes with his spats, 
sometimes with his brogues below his dungarees. With rounded collar points and tie, and jacket donned below this flying suit, his waste is tied with simple...

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An entire week I handled it-
The teasing and the taunting and
Every night the moon shone down-
Was really very daunting.

Judge John squinted his eyes at me,
T'was approximately mid morning.
Cleaned his ear with his finger-
"Am giving you...

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I immerse myself in your subtleness
And romanced with your innate madness
I look for a place to reside
So that I can have you close by my side
I wandered around the solitary room
Trying to hold back my...

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Reservations are made years in advance of the event.
Provisions from suppliers worldwide are globally sent. 
Sponsors enthusiastically devote their resources spent. 
Attendees eager to share stories of when they went.

Seeing the epic golf rivalry as...

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Ok, I do not know if I should be telling you this,
It is somewhat embarrassing and you will probably laugh and hiss.

I went on holiday to the land of the free
Actually, it was America to...

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When the wind blows in a sunset in New York birds like to fly,  ducks enjoy more,  sea waves feel its voice,  joyful trees dance along. 

When the wind blows in a sunset New York...

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“Time is nature's way of keeping everything from happening at once.” - Woody Allen

When I was much younger, previous decades seemed so distant, so far away. To me these older and impossible decades existed only...

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I hope I would 
find a difference 
between cooperative masturbation
and making passionate love
if I could

I wonder if I should 
recognize ego's fulfillment 
as more leftbrain secularized
and the other
as Old Green EcoSchool sacred
and red-blooded.

I hope a...

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Branches of beans wave most predominantly in stormy weather but heavily prevalent are the many climbing chimps whose antics please the spotted cloud and cause a clap in the sky. But half a cup of...

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Wordsmithing and living
are like communicating and loving
through a camera lens
when you could just lay down your language-camera,
to step into face-to-face space,
rather than stepping aside from present co-arising,
co-relational empathic moments of opportunity
and co-gravitating issues,
to choose instead...

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In the labyrinth of warmth, I sought refuge in the cold room of frozen memories,
From the cold room, I fled to the coffin of unspoken promises,
And from the coffin? Only the bare hands of time...

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Dragon and The Sheriff of CrazyLand were in Competition. Yes, again!
You’d think, they would some how learn; it’s always better to be friends.
But not these two! UH Huh! No Way! For a statue was found,...

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What a name called? 
Football a game called, 
To known arena called stadium, 
Played eleven to eleven side to side each, 
Formations of it kinds, 
Aims of a two goal post net, 
Aims of a...

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At the end of the elated visit
Around the mind moving marble mausoleum -Taj Mahal
I was unconvinced to leave and got a place to sit
As excited to enjoy the environment, withal

It was the inside on the...

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Photographers on the lawn were making such a fuss
Woke me up to tell me I was now in Queen of every country.
You mean in this hemisphere? I asked them. But no….
They meant I was Her...

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Somewhere between the Poseidon and Azure
Is his double shaded blue that always allures;
Between the lush and chrome, green hues
That glow in layers of velvet like necklace;
With rufous brown tail feathers and long neck
With strong twig...

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Is it not enough that you’ve hung me beside
myself from your fraying rope - tendered by 

graying wooden clips with rubber fingers?
Must we really soak on dry until we are sepia

toned under-developed photographs, left on...

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When I was a child my utmost dream was to be recognized, famous.
I determined that it is rather a curse, not a joy, for it impedes freedom.
Being a hippie I relish my seclusion and communal...

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For all those who’ve been captured by my camera lens,
I wish we could do it all over again.  
But time waits for no one despite what we see,
In images made of you and me.

In...

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Mornings fade into evenings, evenings slip into nights.
Day colors spill from their pails, then seep into
valleys, wind caves and shale.

The Painted Desert bleeds into a Stygian hue
as the heat reaches up to embrace the moon
and...

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Met some famous people in a dream I had last night.
Meeting and greeting them was surely my delight,
However, the way they mingled was more than I could bear.
There actions made me worry and made me...

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My factory produces art,

The outside is composed almost entirely of stained glass,

When the sunlight hits it, it looks like it’s on fire,

It’s insides are filled with more color,

In the first room, the world’s best artists...

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Frozen In My Hour Glass


I pressed the button of facebook
And read- Memories Five Years Ago
An unforgettable day!
Every moment of that day
Is frozen in my hour glass
My life had taken a spin 
Everyone was in a...

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These are photographs of my village
Taken over a hundred years ago
The streets look just the same
As those I used to know
When Fifty or more years later 
That village was my family home
And i wandered them...

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Tibetan monks share legend-colored reports
     Taking wide-eyed listeners from valley floors

To peaks in the sentinel Himalayas
     So how could such holy men’s tales betray us

A dark, furry...

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