Long Reams Poems

I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather

I haint no spring chicken,
("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!")
but in Summer re: 
long in tooth sexagenarian 
nostalgic for the following imagery 
evoked yesterday with very little effort
(aside...

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(Continuing the trip through Hell of Dante with poet Virgilio)

Pah-peh Sah-tan, Pah-peh Sah-tan al-ept!”,
Started Pluto with his hoarse voice toss
And that gentle wise, who any knowledge kept,

Told to encourage me: “don’t have a loss 
By...

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"Symposium"



where do you go 
when you try to 
dream your place

in my life 

gone now 
from your 
quicksand shores

once I rolled over 
placed my mouth 
against your throat

what used to be

as if you 
could transfer
some...

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In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and burn my mademoiselle mistakes with wisdom-fires

it took me a while to...

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"The Whirled In Between"

What dreams 
in the time of 
not thinking

we spent aeons
in conversations
with the unbelieved 

deliberating 
choices towards 
our liberation 

traversed 
contracts written 
by the unseen

such wordy 
reams offered, the 
scrolling walls speaking

wailing towards
the...

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Mirror of Memories "Alzheimer's" Contest
Sponsor: TAMMY REAMS

I woke up scared...can't remember the time I woke up..
Scattered pictures of lost loves in my distant past.
There she is again, she said she is my daughter, 
But I...

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Cluttering above huddled rooftops
Of sprawling villages 
And shy provincial towns;
Rising sharply amidst swooping
Declinations;
Hesitating when gathering at the
Tangled woodland perimeters of
Outlying greenland bounds,
Jostled apex ridges detach among
Themselves...
When habitually roused from early
Mornings
Newly awakened sounds.

Electrical milk floats whir...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

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‘Our House

We bought our house in 1968, for eighteen hundred pounds.

A little terrace in a row, anything bigger was out of our bounds.

It had a loo in the garden, a bath downstairs, three bedrooms.

After a...

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"Through the Vicious Eyes of Love"



All is fair 
in love and war

or so they say;

why so 
as saints,
mothers 
go through
the course of whore 
to feel torn in two
journeying
through gates 
that open 
unleashed pain -

then, at...

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Coins stacked like leaning towers of tilted soldiers 
Oh the stories they could tell, well traveled
Phone rings, Hello, how may I help you? 
Receipt roll falls from the till, unraveled
 
Could you tell me where...

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(1A.)
Doomed To Feel That Bite And Hear Serpent's Wicked Hiss

Beyond mingling of Light, Matter, Human thought
reams of coils within darkest abyss are there caught
denied rays emitted by our reddish flame sun
wherein single feather may weigh...

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...He laughed at memes, he watched podcasts,
rolled digital eyes at the news,
saw endless reams of adult stuff,
why they liked it, he never knew…

But in this searching he came on
a fact he’d never realized:
A.I.s lasted just...

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Meandering meadows broken by a tossing garbling brook…boulders embossing...marbling and moss flossing

Awoken whispers spoken..cantankerous coughing eddy wheezes..then a curmudgeonly icy mirror hush

Reckoning breezes yield cats' paws beckoning…teases across the flanking field

Fairies’ wield spells conveyed in...

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14: If the soul meets death when Sattva prevails, then it goes to the pure regions of those who are seeking truth.
15: If a man meets death in a state of Rajas, he is reborn...

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It's morning as I make a special trip to the
fish market. There, I will look for the freshest 
mussels, large shrimp, and Maine lobster. 
 
A large crowd has formed mostly chefs 
wanting to get...

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Yspirfal across the sky
Awake now with a loving light
For I have summoned thee with song
And I have shaped thee to belong
In facets of eternal night
Where alor hath made the dim seem bright
Hyspirfael there beams a...

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It’s Christmas Eve; there’s someone at my door!
But with the horrid sound outside my window,
I wonder who is knocking and what for!
Midst violent wind I see a surreal snow!

Within it’s haze, there is a grotesque...

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I was born, Bronx, New York, in the year 'Thirty-Nine',
   the first child with a brother who followed in time.
Ten years later, moved North, Hudson Valley, same State
   where I've settled,...

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“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (Spoken by Jesus) -John 8.12, NIV 
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      ...

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It was a woodcut in our high school history text, Unit 4 Beginnings of the
      Modern World, that so disturbed,
from the Nuremburg Chronicles depicting the burning of the Jews, flat
...

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If life itself does have no meaning
Pray, tell me, does justice need to come from the divine
From that power which is still mystifying
From that power which is still in the process of being philosophized

Why, see...

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Oh gosh, what memories pancakes brings back to me …
As a child I used to make them every week for my dad
He adored them but I never ate them! It’s been many years since I...

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Grab a wooden spoon, and choose a mixing bowl
A breakfast that is piping hot is worth its weight in gold!
You can make them by the dozens, or one or two will do
Make them for your...

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I AM, "THE POETESS"

The array of pigeons stampede upon soft blue-white bears
camping on the mountaintops. Stretching shadows 
across green fields, slowly depart when sun yawns to sleep.

When moon-dust streams bathing the night sky,
horizon gleams brushing--a...

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