Long Reddens Poems

Drowning in the oppression of darkness, 
adrift in realms of the unseen and unheard,
her mind becomes blank and blind,
plummeting without sound.

Loved ones watch helplessly, unable to reach her,
banging against the walls of her sorrowful obscurity.
Her...

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Sappho, fragment 155
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

A short transparent frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!

NOTE: This is a translation/interpretation of an epigram by the legendary Sappho of Lesbos. Pollux wrote: "Sappho...

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Sappho fragment #2
translation by Michael R. Burch

How can I compete with that damned man
who fancies himself one of the gods,
impressing you with his "eloquence" ...
when just the thought of sitting in your radiant presence,
of hearing...

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The butterflies in my soul
They ignite my eyes. 
I'm breathless
Yet I feel so alive. 
The scorching embers, oh how they burn
But yet they feel so polite, 
As if a searing reminder 
That I'll be alright....

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September has come
and the ripe orchards
abundantly display their delicious fruits:
peaches of delicate rose,
and cherries of deep red!
Teens, with their empty baskets, 
anxiously run to pull them 
off the drooping branches;
and one of them yells,
" I...

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If you are in the support bubble 
You can go out not being considered trouble 
Whining and dining 
No worries for fining 
But what happens if your relationship is declining 
Could you end up behind...

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Quickly I tie her frantic hands,
while her legs kick ferociously
Physical strength subdues 
her panting and panicking soul.
Coarse ropes tighten and burn
deep within her silken skin.

Legs spread wide, she unleashes
a long and welcoming moan.
Her eyes turn...

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Since morning I’m calling you, no answer!
Who’s the hell that has kept you busy, indifferent?
How could you forget to wish me damn lover?
The roses are drying up waiting for you, nonchalant!
Please pick up the phone,...

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The Herbalist:-

She deals with herbs,
She collects the rarest herbs,
She creates new drugs,
She burns the weeds,
She smokes weeds,
She bedecks her bun with flowers,
She allures us with bluish ferns,
She looks beautiful in each turn!!
She is the bewitching...

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In his bed she lies in wait.
For when he returns he will surely sate.
The time in the shower was just a tease.
No time to savor.....no time to please.
 
In his bed she envisions how he...

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Pastoral Quilt.

A pastoral quilt
Of varied greens
And russet tawny browns
Surveyed  by adoring eye
On verge of a hill
High above he ground
The provaling wind 
Reddens my cheeks
With a slight bite
And tussles my hair 
As I breath in...

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Slim is lean, tall, muscled and an inarticulate mass
Of loyalty, independence, pride and downright Western class
Cocking his hat just so he lets loose with his infectious grin
Testosterone overflowing, he’s masculine up to the brim
Mumbling "Shucks"...

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With an earnest smile he asks me to dance
He is as nervous as I, I can judge by his stance
He glides me the floor and we began to prance
His distinctive manly smell puts me into...

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Unpredictable
is the predictable crowd
It might
as a flash-mob
sing as one
or as one throng
it will cheer
Nothing is wrong
the herd is happy
but
then again
most predictable
are the horde
it may be bored
it may be
ever so mildly
irritated
by a passing cloud
Unrest prods
the mass...

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we know the world about ourselves now.
The consciousness we had of stars far above feels closer than before,
And the earth we cherished as home throw stones that prick our bones.
Our teeth grin with termites, our...

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Burning within me the passion lies.
Not passion of pleasure,
but passion of pain;
the bestial anger boils in my veins,
sears my flesh, reddens my eyes.
I yearn to revel in its fury,
let fall the soothing hand
that guards against...

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History repeats
As your about to read
These elf like species
Are back for our creed

Planets raped
Through galactic wars
Their presence of greed
The universe abhors

Are we next 
On their pillaging prey
What will happen to our planet
I fear to say

Weeks...

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On a cool March morning...
With the sun shining dim behind the clouds...
A full-moon fades slowly 

As I look into the horizon... 
Starring at nothing- stuck on thought...
My mind begins to drift into at tranquil state...

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It is her words at the center of it
I only print this as a tribute to it.
Here is the poem Deborah Guzzi wrote
Here is passion etched
On the edge of a note
Here is the sum of...

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As lamplight flicks  on the side table
Grandma tends a pan of lukewarm water,
And moves into the room toward the bed
Wishing my fever would cool down sooner .
Her hand clutches old tin cans, quite dented
And...

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Dirty,
greasy,
I smell like fried chicken.
Sweat is trickling, 
Stinking.
It got me thinking!!!!

I need to wash 
my birthday suit,
Body wash by Hollister*
Newport Beach,
Smells of a musky fruit.
awesome scent, kinda sweet,
I start at my feet.
Scrub away the repulsive...

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Guará, the Brazilian Ibis
             as our guarana...
             from the atlantic forest
...

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"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"

                          ...

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Here it is again, the nightfall,
To stay for its allotted years
The entrails heeded the call
Attuned to their primal fears
In the alleys, in the pavements
A dark lie is a shining honesty
Old axioms the devil laments
Tears to...

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