Long Punctual Poems

Imitation! Creative Compliment, Lacking in Originality, or Plagiarism? 

This week takes me back to college days. I was taking a graduate course (as a Physics major)   in 'Modern Poets' at the University of...

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This piece is based on a true series of events --


First time me an’ Jessie seen him - walkin’ in from nowheres - 
couldn’t o’ been a stranger sight - as each of us recalls,
But...

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Step 1: 
Inhale an envious mask upon your castrated 
skull, 
and prompt this necessary illusion to commence.
Bathe yourself in ego-filled waters till you feel superior
to the gavel, and exit without caution from this perfect 
prison...

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(alternately titled: a pudendum posse petty filed trophy - 
by hy phen - made declarative).
 
Appearance of the New Courier
(with namesake "Georgia Ives")
flew into the courtroom
faster than Bold face WingDings.

After the judge opened
waxed sealed envelope...

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I was an ambitious fine watchmaker, looking forward to sunshine tomorrows,
Like the remote edge of a fuchsia horizon, where gather racy, blue swallows.

I worked on clocks of all styles and sizes, repairing both old and...

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Father time legendarily and Omni potently 
 existentially linkedin, binding cradle to grave 
since advent of homo sapiens, the whiffed bald credo 
 an employee most adhere ta have 
and keep source of income, subtly...

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Since the prime ministers seat is a cosy myth much like the presidents, 
would it be such a bad thing to give power back to the residents. 
Money and power buy the election, 
wouldn't it...

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of terminally opinionated snake charmers
for art's sake of course
well what else could define our course of action
when the end of unknowing
is only a mouse click away
when we'd still rather quack like a sinking duck
and bark...

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(A Marriage of Poems)

A single glance is an expression enough 
with eyes dotted with its punctual punctuation.
A sigh deep enough in loves' trough
that a trance can turn it blue, 
if only a beloved statuesque- 
emotion...

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Your sands sieve through my fingers
The luxury is mine
You watch me around the clock
A perfect circle
Your all seeing eye.
I exist in your omnipresence
Hypnotised by your chime
You pave my thoughts
I trail your steps.
Suspended in time
I’m but...

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Oh! Let’s engage in jocund races, in trips to jovial and exotic places!
Let us run bold into a bush with prickly needles. My! How lush would be These pranks and 
plays. Now off we race!...

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WHAT HAPPENED

Darkness is enveloping sinister 
and frightening,
Elusive, alluring, captivating and
Inviting,
Every night it falls like a 
clock that is punctual,
And we accept it as a part of 
Our life that is factual,
Whilst the earth revolves 
around...

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OBSCURITY
I watched myself crash into the mud,
Through the obscurity I could see traces of who I was.
The reflection of the innocent punctual me,
Staring pathetically as my demons devoured me.
Those guilty eyes still craves for beautiful...

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I rode a quddrillon. You know what a quddrillon is? No? I don’t know it either. But I rode a quddrillon, that’s it. I rode a quddrillon and crossed seven seas, seven islands, seven worlds,...

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Sand in an hour glass cares not if it’s In a rush. It does not alter course to accommodate an artificial unit of keeping track of passing moments that refuse to be contained. 

Your schedule...

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To write the perfect ode or verse
Is inevitably every aspiring poet’s curse
To write like the greats of the past
Who somehow have managed to last
Perhaps as a guide follow Patterson or Shakespeare
But wouldn’t this just lead...

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Child abuse is horrible, but what is worse is
when someone you love knows about it, or allows it to continue
and does absolutely nothing!!!


Unsettled floor as footsteps embark upon my door,
The handle jiggles as a mocking...

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Take off your veil o beauty,
  your moles can't hide your sorrows and nudity,
    is the longing causing quiet and peace?,
      you will arrive again and...

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Well, you asked for it so here goes!
I'm five-feet, eight inches tall from scalp to toes.
Born October 1930 in Indiana - so there, I've revealed my age.
I'm blessed with great health even at this elder...

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large gaps &
plot holes make up the 
formative years, the childhood, the
teenage chaos & the early 
adulthood, but the important 
thing is that the world was not
kind to this little speck, this
little conglomerate of 
stardust.

an...

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I used to fancy that I was punctual. 
But on two occasions, I happened 
To be late—to my lectures.
I was a latecomer, in other words.
I promptly granted the organizers and the audience
The liberty to call...

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Daylight breaks as the mind wakes upon first breath
and swallows the punctual death of yesterday spent.
Intent now lies in the present of foreseen fading time,
just a mime a moment forward of the words we utter,
of...

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Years of prayers,
Nights of worries,
Days of endless tortures…

Then…
A morning of pain,
Vomiting bile…could it be malaria?
Moaning and retching.

Next morning,
Rising with the sun,
Smell of eggs cooking,
To the bathroom yet again.

Missed visit!!!
But she never is late,
She is always...

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{For Mareena}
   On the bank of precipice, i stand
   Appealing to impotent gale;
   Not to nudge the dosing hurricane awake,
   Let the aborting breaking wave lull and...

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Children, our most treasured wealth shouldn’t grow maimed
In joyful living and the art of life, they need to be groomed

At a young age when they are flexible and pliable
A mother’s gentle guidance will help them...

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