Long Photographic Poems

A cool February evening Damian was
Asleep. He felt somebody rubbing 
His chest. "Leave me girl." Polly
Rolled out of bed and announced 
"Damian, you should move in with me!
I want you to move in! Wake up...

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The guy slipped in around 8 p. m....the place was fairly packed...and wearing what they call a ‘hoodie’, quickly took a seat
Just inside the window, and I guessed - by how he looked - having...

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On a silver moonlit pillow’s blissful patch I dreamt nirvana 
verses for my sister Jay and our magic mutual bond,  that
gem-enhanced treasure chest, that life support as ironclad rampart 
for our twin psyche sparkle,...

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just within reach?

things!
lots of things!

stuff one could collect,
especially graphic novels
with a writer that made you wish
you had a photographic memory
so you would never forget even one 
consonant or one vowel he wrote.
with an artist who...

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When the mirror of 
               life is a gossamer film,       
 veiling v i n...

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There are times, doing something, you think is good, can simply back fire, on you.
And I took Dragon to watch a movie of The Grand Canyon, yes, flying thru.
Just to be safe, we sat in...

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I was four years old with a non existent dream
Just a lonely kid, tryna fit in
And in. between the times when I'm showing up at school
I was with my friends, and I'm acting like a...

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yesterday is a collection
of photographic memories
tomorrow a whirlpool of
                          ...

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+++++  TV TRAVELS  +++++
                  
Oh where, oh where shall I travel today
Maybe 1940's where life portrayed
In...

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Why I keep a low profile i.e. namely remain invisible

Alternately titled -
dear readers ye each saddled as exegete
to make sense little known excerpt
referencing obscure passage printed
calligraphy style groovy and neat

found scrawled in book of Matthew
which...

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The square root of all people.


There is a cool breeze blowing over me.
Windows open, music playing, I am sitting with pretty.
Summer is the fading sun, so soon to disappear.
Winter calls as rain drops fall on...

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...Utterly stunned, Harvey then poured through
the town’s online photographic archives,
the twenties, fifties, eighties and today
revealed to Harvey the very same sight.

Then for some reason that to this day
Harvey is at a loss to explain,
the teachings...

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Nine lives removed from royal dignity

Five days after 
getting acquainted with darling cats
pampered like queens courtesy 
thee eldest daughter 
and her partner acquired as kittens
reminiscence occurred regarding
one particular four footed feline
my late mother doted over.

Lion...

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Declared plainly by those that know not thee	                     of whom this present world was not...

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Overdosing (rather binge reading) thesaurus...

Imagine if ye will
earlier one blustery February sixteenth
two thousand twenty one,
yours truly experienced atypical thrill
perusing pages of heavily laden word book
marking where I leave off reading
courtesy no frills inked quill
(sold to...

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She had a masters degree,
from Trinity Cambridge,
was brokering deals in the city,
with overheard talk re. financial leverage. 
Whilst I’d a diploma
from a,
“technical” college. 
A photographic memory, 
from heart she could recite, 
the Shakespeare plays and
the...

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I was young when I realized my mom was different,
Different from me at least, for sometimes 
She would draw or paint and miracles would happen.
Her penciled or charcoaled strokes on paper projecting life
Into two dimensions,...

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The memoirs of an ashtray should be written by the giggling pot pourri for pot pourri are neither properly printing nor are the proficient professional photographic petals. How exciting is the table today? Not very....

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Thumbs Up To The Journey

At the footbridge as it bridges past from present future and perspectives your
feet might be-come and may be-go confused be-fuddled as can your mind before
the shadows rainbows feathered fancy pastel tunes...

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Echoes of past
Sounds that had been
Touches once in lust
Now nothing
 
Ah, you are not dead in a sense
Your eyes had read these very prints
Much of my eyes I got from your genes
Many see in it your...

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Remember Me

Cold wet coastal today
I escaped
Sat myself behind a sanctuary
The rain beating rhythms
On window panes
Hot coffee and brandy
Warm inside The Athena Café

Radio spends its missed tuning
Hissing tinny tunes
Love songs
Of losing
Love songs of having
Love sings
Of wanting

Blank...

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The Writer

Inspired by darkness he writes only at night;
Studying stanzas—seducing spellchecks
With the stroke of a pen he is anyone or anything
His great works are subjected to sabotage—prone to plagiarism
His ideas far exceed his lifespan
He will...

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Down a runway skybound
to cross a continent, 
see from a window
a city fall away
with bright beads 
strung along a coast,
then turning inland, 
clumped townships 
shrinking to solitary lights
sunk far apart
into hours
of featureless dark. 

Disconnected
from the...

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They drift gently 
down(downed)?
Into the heart they root,
confetti on desperate streets 
glowing like gilded red roses.
Smell them as they chant your songs..
so very often(semi-pure hearted) they keep things(you) aloft,
far above
the stingers 
the biters of early...

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Hieroglyphs are old writing systems
Hieroglyphs as “sacred writing”
Writing forms in Egyptian language
Writing with pen and ink on papyrus
Papyrus as a paper made from plants
Papyrus used by the ancient Egyptians
Egyptians constitute of Egyptian Arabic
Egyptians sharing a...

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