Long Precursors Poems

Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis, high bred poiet?s of mine

     ("Thus always I cause the death of tyrants.”)
the purported line Brutus uttered 
after assassinating Julius Caesar.

     Alternatively...

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~ Just Be Thankful  ~
( The  Linked)


~O~



 Just be  Thankful
 J
 Thankful for all
 U
 All that you have
 S
 Have in your life
 T
 Life that God gives
 B
 Gives every...

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~ Pray  For  The  Lost ~
(Linked)


~O~


Pray for the lost
P
Lost  in  this  World
R
World, Needs Prayers
A
Prayers, Love, God
Y
God sent His Son
F
Son to Save  All
O
All who are lost
R
Lost, Blind, Confused
T
Confused, thru...

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I suppose you might have missed out on Paul Feyerabend's,
and especially Thomas Kuhn's Problem of Incommensurabiity.

Oh, not at all.
I have not looked at science or culture
or language
or even your attempts at communication
quite the same since...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,                    ...

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Booth made famous on April 15th, MDCCCLXV... 
Sic semper tyrannis ad mortem
("Thus always I bring death to tyrants").

Ever since early forerunners 
of twenty first century
mankind (sprinted 
across trackless expanse extant
upon planet Earth), 
modern Homo Sapiens...

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Is there a coherent competent compromise to where/which we can all adhere with all that drains our incumbent neural net desires for recumbent destruction through incompetence? The not knowing of an all encompassing ill wisdom...

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Letter to My Wife
by Miklos Radnoti
translated by Michael R. Burch

A poem written during the Holocaust in Lager Heidenau, in the mountains above Zagubica, August-September, 1944

Deep down in the darkness hell awaits--silent, mute.
Silence screams in my...

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As expected, Mr. Eartle will die on time or sooner
We understand India has over 1.3 billion people
None of them are followers of Eartle or his turtle wax
But unlike the soon to be deceased man from...

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Once upon a time there were Five key words,
We all knew by heart,
What, where, when, why and how,
And they all came out of our mouths wearing question marks.

We didn't just save them for special occasions,
Or...

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Residents of a Fevered Mind
By Sy Roth

I took the road more traveled--my mistake
Thought I could hide among the masses
Fully expecting that someone might pluck me out, 
And I would endure in their sunlight forever.

Waesucks, to...

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he taught simple terms.
simple word usage. he also taught
what was referred to as controversial.
words that had double meaning, and
 words that spelled backward
were precursors to debate.
They called this session of teaching
Word Artricle or References to...

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Warmly describes a human emotion,
understandably applied for humans to
pleasure, as it's biblically written
where the prophets of old and new
entertained the clueless population
yet obstacles hinder The Word's view.
 
Then and now, wrapped up in doubt
full of...

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CITADEL AND CONSTELLATIONS


The green leaves in rugged moans;
The tall bushes in rumbling groans;
The roofs train creaks-- their fugue
blow cobwebs hugging branches below,
such  are precursors inviting darkness lair

for  stormy   clouds  ...

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So which is the more valuable,
Our good friends or our lovers?
And just where does the difference lie,
In truth or under covers?

When waves of darkness swamp your boat
And you are feeling lonely,
Is clarity or warmth preferred
Or...

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What if a dream should actually come true? 
Can you imagine how that really might feel? 
One day you are laying down flat on your face, 
The next day you are dancing a 'Scottish reel.'

'Good...

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Like tinted glass you emerge,
influential to both you and I,
thought to give an otherworldly shade
while keeping the dark colorlessness close.

But, oh, how from humble acceptance
can you invert this shadeless mirage,
unknowingly, unwillingly coloring this world.
Teasing those...

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the quintessential beautiful day
but there is shadow etched in the patches of light
there is taste of misgivings in sweet afternoon air
the heart sketches its dreamscape
but distant thundercloud ripe with storm encroaches
but it is the image...

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*Image of Freedom Pub

Freedom Pub

Marred fictions of emus, ostriches
dip their heads neath, were hailed
by Ancient Rome's false divination,
of individuals, whose conquest of
enshrining their implied role.

Emancipated exacters, whereto,
the subjugators of the unlearned
majority, daily context by untruths,
orientations...

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They say the eyes are the gateway to your soul
Revealing the dark side of my inner man
Constant contrast deep inside of me
I’m ready to release the beast
This world is not big enough to contain my...

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~La Gala Grandeur~


Revived from mine mortality,I adopt my rebirth
Through neonate eyes,the world now glows ethereal
As my resplendence arouses,death is relinquished dormant
Though newly formed,I step unteeteringly unafraid


Motlique auras,encompass my fellow scions
The firmament above,an wombous spectrum pletharic
Engrossed...

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Sacred Scriptures and the seers of the yore
Inspired or in the throes of divine revelations 
Garnering premonitory precursors of the coming times 
Nation rising against nation, brother against brother,

Of the worldwide pestilences, famines and earthquakes,
Four...

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A vestige lingers of my sweet Ginger sharing the treasure of What color is love? 

Springtide fell according
Affliction bred
Tending a foundation; no longer perceived

Flailing in an undertow between the realms of fragmented desires while desperately...

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These things, these demons, cannot be predicted
for it is not the province of the vain
to view forthcoming perils as their own
race past life’s looming cautions with disdain

Destined by their folly to abstain
ignore precursors of life’s...

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From dry dust and wetlands
From eagle's breath and weatherbands.
The joy of all I touch ,see,and hear.
The thrill of all I know to fear.
The days are precursors to the night so dear.
The blue light and gentle...

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