Long Regretted Poems

As to the this and the that and the how and the why,
    I pass no judgement on the tale at hand.
And leave it to scribes to much later decide
  ...

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Still wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along outer limits of 
the edge of night doth blog
passivity, the path 
of least resistance ohm my dog,
shocking...

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Wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along the edge of night doth blog
passivity, the path of least resistance ohm my dog,
shocking voltage surges an emphatic...

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They were joined by Ceridfen, Lumi, Gwaldon and several others a bit later in
the day for a late mid-day meal.  Seileach, the efficient elf that he was, had already forwarded a letter containing specific...

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The man that I’d looked up to most when I was just a kid...that I’d preferred to my own dad...of whom I was ashamed...
Often prompted speculation he - without my knowing - likely was my...

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By watching lots of foreign films I’ve seen a lot of places 
I’ve never been…and don’t expect to ever make it to…
But I’d have only made the time, and spent the cost, to see them...

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She watched the demolition team enter her old school. In the next few days it would be raised to the ground. The end of an era she thought, Christ, it was depressing.
Suddenly a thought entered...

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The Tale of the Duck

The morning was crisp and in need of assist
    from the sun to warm up the day.
The Dragon needed some food to lighten his mood
   so...

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I have heard many moms repeat
"You never stop being a parent."

Sadly, I don't see or hear that quite so much from the dads,
although I know of remarkably nurturing exceptions.

I thought of this as my impossibly...

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You were an Afghan, Farid Khan by name,
A name less known to the world today.
You ran away from home,
Because your own step-mother plotted against you.
Now you were runaway-Khan!

You chose to be a knight-errant,
Soon became a...

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"3 Way Azrael Asael" 

Simulate me
I am a clone 
IT said

Stimulate me
3 way clone
I am

Azrael 
Asael

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)



“All is Full of Love” / Bjork
https://youtu.be/cbGSy6PKOb0






“And the LORD saw 
that the wickedness of man 
was great on...

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"Remember when you were a careless eight-year-old kid riding a bike with your friends, racing each other around the neighborhood? Remember that feeling of absolute freedom as you felt the wind in your hair (if...

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Peanuts slowly slid between the old man's fingers as he watched.
Unaware, his long time patrons smiled and greeted him as they passed.
The music stopping abruptly,
he listened to the sound as the nuts hit the cobbles...

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I always was one to be passionate about things life has in store. You know, the kind of passionate fury that brings others frustration and pretty much disappointment in you? I think that passion can...

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People once said I was a homebody, and I guess that was me,
Often curled up with a good book, I loved watching movies.

Like blooms of sunlit meadows, are joyful where they stand,
Stained in the world...

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Regretting Cake Takes Two

Rachael looked sheepishly like a hawk in disguise claws clenched meticulous sharpened
yet hidden her sullen face pressing wrinkled no motion frosted lips the icing on the cake
It had meant to be such...

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"A Beautiful Ending."

I have searched through the depth of my soul and 
never regretted standing alone under the torrential
storm that day awaiting the approach of the ferry 
to anchor i felt the need to be...

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I want to feel useful
Be someone to rely on 
I want
Someone I can take pictures of and who will take pictures of me
Someone who I can go to the cinema with
Someone to talk to when...

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April 30 In Search of America 1975 – Hitch hiking Tales

When I was young and foolish
Broke and stubborn 
I hitchhiked across the USA 

Started in Salt Lake City 
Where my greyhound bus pass 
Was stolen...

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Her name was Janet, she was thirty-two,
and she hadn’t been in this town for years,
she’d gone to college here, back in those days,
but looking back at it now, it felt weird.

She had gotten word of...

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Twenty-six letters in the alphabet:
Vowels and consonants be soldiers to defend my message

I'm like a twenty-five cent coin rolling on a parking lot;
destined for the machine or the storm drain?

Twenty-fours in a day, but all...

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Decided to go visit the long-lost relatives  
I'd  left when I broke away from family
To find myself as a teenager.
             ...

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Everyone was crying except for me, I couldn’t cry. I didn’t understand the full extent of the situation. The doctor comes out of the room and tells us that Helen is gone. Immediately I hear...

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*  This poem was inspired by the court marshall of Lt. William Calley for his 
leadership in the attack on My Lai, Vietnam.  For more info, see 
http://www.law.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/ftrials/mylai/mylai.htm

Lt. Willy on Trial

Tiny warm beads...

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...Years passed and Allan tried dating once more,
but soon gave up, as it didn’t feel right.
How could he when he still loved his Janet?
This caused him to take up drinking at night.

The drinking, of course,...

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