Long Re enactment Poems

Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...

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For years I was a trained gymnast, and I'd competed in the Olympics,
Before my leg was injured in a car accident, among fate's cruel tricks.

I had photographs and memories, of my glory days on the...

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"I follow the Moskva
and down to Gorky Park-
listening to the winds of change" - Scorpions

All the heads of state and their spouses (or significant others) have arrived and been seated for this, my last show...

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This nonestablishmentarian (Iman) kant riff!
Otherwise titled as: Thanksgiving
nothing more'n gobbledygook 
we stuff ourselves with.

Mine suburban outpost 
approximately thirty seven plus miles
southeast of where liberty bell marks
history upon cobblestone streets 
where sounds of silence 
from walking...

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THE KINTA VALLEY
OR : Dreams of the Sleeping Man
        (Anthropomorphic name of a mountain profile viewed from The Valley)

The sleeping man dreams on in calm detachment
While in valley...

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My harmony is the preserver of my banality, which, when shaken and stirred by the disturbers, pump up the mouth by Words, occasionally jargons. But having a very keen eye at my aloneness I safely...

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 POTD 23rd June 2019

Maria Williams 
Presents

Dance to Love

A tribute to my Dad, the late - Wilfred Forbes

She danced with wild abandon
she danced without a care
With sun kissed skin, her arms flung wide
Wild flowers everywhere

I...

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Deepening Dusk
                by Odin Roark

How might this relentless approach of final darkness
present its final moments before curtain?

The acts have been...

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THE EAGLE

From sheer Jurassic precipice he soared
Surveyed the land for gifts it might afford

Across the broad flat valley’s rich domain
With viewpoint high, low altitude disdain

In languid circling track approaching nigh
The eagle now came level eye...

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Methinks lame excuses poorly explain
absent presence gnosh hoe wing up to
acknowledge our papa's ninetieth orbit
around sun, nor dearly beloved eldest
commencement successfully, modestly,
honestly (applying her smarts) as freshly

minted (sage) University of Pennsylvania
graduate, now where webbed wide...

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Your reaction to any moment in time
Is dependent on your true understanding and acceptance of oneself

Instinctively we react to our own perceptions proving that all variables
That have occurred, do occur and will occur
Are simply frivolous...

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When comes an encouragement
Heart really gets enjoyment
It cancels every resentment
Laying for hope a basement

Life daily suffers bombardment
Comes to boost no compliment
Gloom lives in heart-compartment
Memory brings only disappointment

I see the souls living on pavement
And I wonder...

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PROTONS AND NEWTONS
THE FLAVORS
THAT FAVOR MEANS
THE MODE OF THOUGHT
THE SCEINCE OF
THE THING THAT CAUSES
GROWN MEN TO DREAM
LABOR THROUGH THOSE
EMOTION
THOSE STUMBLING BLOCKS
THAT HINDER THINGS
CREATED FROM THE DISTORTED
THOUGHT
THE KIND OF WORDS
WHERE PROCESSES BEGAN
IN THE DIRECTION OF THESE...

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Like the mediaeval skirmish, defeat with stale dismay
Adjacent to every dwelling the silent donor plague;
Masquerades of scarlet doom as those who pass away
Unhygienic circumstance with umpteen reasons vague.

Black Death buboes mystery and evil stench of...

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For the maneuvered inducement of compulsive being,
the transmuting tenet of uniqueness, 
the personified indented identity,
changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange,
while the conjured chameleon furtively cocooned
paints the shifting façade of deceptiion.

In the ostensible enactment...

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In the existential dualist domain,
irreducibly implanted in intrinsic psychic arena,
we breathe as God’s generous gift 
the divine breath of the enactment life,
as the source of congruent performing creativity. 

The unwavering faith molds the mind
for its...

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Let us wander while we can, not ply
our thoughts of love with heaviness awry
involving contemplation more than thy
sweet face upon horizons rolling sky.

Oh spirit of my feeling you are why,
I see in all my space...

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For years he had thought
that God belonged to a secret society
           one he could never be part of.

Notwithstanding,  he imagined himself a mystic,
carried his...

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     She sat on a chaise longue waiting for the big revelation 
after years of therapy she still hadn't healed that part of her 
that was  unconsciously broken beyond repair;
A...

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I see her as the woman on the road,
and in the distance just inside her sight,
one solitary male approaching—that alone,
draws up within her, latent fire
and by its warming she must genuflect
before the altar of desire.
There...

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For the schematic inducement of compulsive being,
the transmuting tenet of identity
changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange,
while the conjured chameleon 
paints the shifting façade of contrast.

In the ostensible enactment of life’s drama, 
the performance...

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When, oh when, when will it end?
The inhumanity that recurs again and again.
Mere mortals true, but true animals too.
Too many with hearts dark, through and through.

History stained with innocent blood drained,
The countless lives lost and...

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Written By:  D. Collins 12/3/21


Brain cells are the cause of the stuff we're in.
Where obvious individuals don't get treatment.
The true instigators are now on the run.
They enticed it to happen and got ghost on...

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No more this verdant sight no more the sound
No more the heart of mist at nature’s dawn
No more victims of constant pressure found
No more the fool of man’s enactment borne.

To worship a foundation so ancient
The...

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Watching old newsreels sadness washes over me 

Highstepping horses, gentle eyes transformed in fear 
valiantly charging under men that could not yield

Amid the noise of cannons, over the death-filled  battle-field ,
sides flecked with foam,...

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