Long Poignancy Poems

Precious priceless progeny 

     Hands down the most dramatic change ever needed to make the most profound impact awoke from helping beget the first offspring. An internal paradigm shift reshuffled priorities...

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Woven are these pages in poetic verse,
With bare threads of our deepest feelings,
You will find laughter, tears and remorse,
and words of wisdom, prayer and healings. 
Krish Radhakrishna

The words herein form an anthology of love
From the...

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(A recent virtual chat with thine youngest daughter
awakened poignant memories adjusting to 
fatherhood for first time).
     
December 22nd 1996 Bundle of Edenic Joy
Twenty one plus years ago 
   faux...

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The  road  to my hometown was  a  long, and arduous one.
I  loved  the walk ,and the privacy  it  gave  me.
My  mind  was  awash...

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Paying The Bill
 
You may come to this some day
It may issue from nowhere
A moment un-strident
A loose flagging half remembrance
Something which neither carries
Nor contains
But a fickle shadow 
Thin and as meaningless with an empty whimper
Not...

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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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Volition, orientation familiarization aahing
and oohing within restrictive paradigm molding
inviolable honorable gentility -
flagrantly, desirously, clearly boyz abandoning
willfully skirting, panting (heavily)
forfeiting abominably, (no Joe King) abiding

chomping at bit, damning delineated, or obscure
parameters, between one acceding
Earthlinked selfish living
psychosexual...

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A Letter from Anna, circa 1979

“My sorrow, when she’s here with me,
thinks these dark days of autumn
are beautiful as days can be.
She loves the bare, the withered trees
She thinks I have no eye for these,...

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( after Achebe's  remembrance)

We opened our book of remembrance with a
Blissful kola nut from Ogidi,then poured libation
On that same ground that once held our eyes of unity. 
Your photograph is that which hung on...

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Roger Ebert was a consumate wrter and movie critic.
Internationally and in Chicago, where we met after
the Chicago Riots.
Each New years Eve, all his friends and to his famed, 
New Years Eve Party….
He went out of...

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Tears of the past invoke frozen footprints
When fears rekindle flares of dire misery
Feeling the ache, straining blood streams
As wrinkles pop up swelling deep worries,

Holding dialogue with sustained poverty
Attempting to traverse shuttered streets--
Bent, but not broken,...

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Blood Brothers is packed with humour and poignancy.
It was a play I was privileged to study for GCSE.
I learned that I was connected to its history
And this came as a huge surprise to me!

It tells...

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Where you walk upon this path
Set between each moment of deliberation
The seconds in contestant; expound
In each grain of sand the footprint of your passing

Ire; it is on confounding thoughts, and speculation
Brings the sole of your...

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This poem is rather difficult to classify. Composed of couplets, written very much in the style of free verse, it might be called a "corrupted sonnet." It was inspired by my 98-year-old friend who, from...

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When imbalance of life churns hapless poignancy
And the zephyr of inequities breezes melancholy
Dissonance reverberates echoing pathos of grief
Seeking exaltation within metaphysical profundity
As hushed posture conjures up humbling catharsis,
Leaning in quietude, questing paranormal vitality,
Liberating from bounds...

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O' Salty tear, a mere clear drop that you are
You've emerged for a million different reasons
many of which only the shedder knows
for you've emerged in all seasons.

The season of sadness or reason of joy
the tears...

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Doors swings,
The 'galadima's' walking steps,
He possesses,
As if he was a gladiator.
A poised glance by everyone,
He bounces outside as regular,
Complain yet to seize a hold
On his mouth,
The git he saw on the canoe,
Re-awaken his reserved anger,
Only...

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The Face of Hope

The face of hope never masquerades in forlorn visages
Towering above spiraling pits in the dark midnight of essence
Breaks disingenuous chains of nightmare’s clutches
In bleak mansions of the dark moon to warm their...

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by Michaelw1two

Inspired by Lucia Szigeti

 Thought, an idea distant,
 across voids of words in rhyme;
 comprehension is equivalent,
 to accretion in cosmic time;
 feelings seed mind comparative,
 in singular beings prime;
 Terra incognita, they thrive
...

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Vaingloria, chieftainess imperial
Hums a tune of love and springtime lost,
For now the seasons of her greying hair is Fall
Flecked with harbingers of coming frost.

And yet she reminisces of her early years,
Courtesan of rare erotic arts,
Remembering...

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Slow Frown

The curtain is down the show has found its final vibrant glow
Lights out minds provoked and the audience is still waiting for

			Godot

He arrives which is a surprise and yet he hangs from the ceiling...

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The all-consuming, everlasting,
endearing, angering, loving, caring,
blind to the bonds of hope,
ignorant to happiness,
yet wanted, needed,
Life.

Poignant it is, for sadness is its counterpart,
yet euphoric it is, for it lies in the blithesome land,
Life.

Taken away, unfairly,
one can...

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Written: March 22, 2025, for contest sponsored by Craig Cornish

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In the heart of my kitchen    spices exude...

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Yawn said Saudi Arabian prawn in a bin liner watching a cake. Chopping cutting cuticles cubicles clubbing clang clanging clam. Drama is not an item in a scene. It is merely to disguise battling molluscs...

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The Mulberry Tree
outside is farther from
my window than the sun-
light that penetrates
my bedroom, 2PM-4PM.

The sun's yellow ribbed 
lines against the walls bar
the shadow of a stick
that sways as if to scrape
the paint of butter

vanilla hues....

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