Long Remarking Poems

The Picture of Dorian Gray: Paint Me As An Event
The Picture of Dorian Gray, a decent fanciful novel by Irish writer Oscar Wilde, published in 1890. The novel, the only one written by Wilde, had...

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There "he" stood in front of me, the deep forest behind him framing
His ancient face like an emerald halo, the growing dark of dusk getting
Deeper by the moment. He was no more than two-and-a-half feet...

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Strategically placed when raised 
Upwards
By your masterful and well 
Practiced hand.
To mingle with ever changing 
Skylines 
That frown down with arrogant 
Scowls
Upon the indigenous populous of 
This just and tolerant island.
To study and pontificate upon...

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To Kill a Mockingbird is both a young girl’s coming-of-age story and a more nebulous production about the reasons and consequences of bigotry and discrimination, examining how good and evil can coexist within a particular...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch American flag,
glorious yet demure.

This my opportunity to come out of...

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I was a learned meteorologist, studying azure atmosphere and vivid weather,
To give a prophetic daily forecast, like bees gliding remote locales of heather.

Often I had to issue advisories and warnings, like a jumbo roar of...

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the world watches Holmes
sit “dazed” in the courtroom,
with each mainstream media
monolith
churning out the sound bites
referencing his eyes & his
red hair---
the picture that goes viral is
of course the one that can
be likened most to something
out of...

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Blank page syndrome
feels like full page longing
to be done with some work project
that will not slowly grow worthy 
of my time
and certainly no captivated reader.

I feel victimized,
tortured, actually,
by blank page syndrome

Where I want to feel...

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A Ship In A Bottle
My great Grand Father sailed to New Zealand on a ship called the Wild Deer in 1872. I have always loved ships in bottles, and one day decided I would drain...

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Afternoons the sky shuts down around the swamp's warning tapes
propped up with restoration piping and dirt leak fencing.
We’re fleeing toward the wild, seeking the names and shapes, 
the same way the Cedar Waxwing flit and...

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You walk beside me through the streets
Forever remarking on my birds and bees
Sensing my presence, though fleeting
Hoping to know me but never reaching
Out to grasp the hand that holds your hope

You see me in the...

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at 16 he was in a hardcore
band, the vocalist who
screamed a lot & often
shouted---
a neighboring community 
college was offering singing
lessons for early credit &
even someone at the age of
16 could apply,
so he thought he’d take...

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beneath the veneer of a stable self
beneath the thin veil required to 
pass through our own everyday reality
s/he bears just beneath her/his skin
the gnashing of the teeth &
s/he does it so well that
one would never...

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I find as I grow older…as I watch the world unfold
despite losing hair and gaining wrinkles…I don’t often feel old.

Oh sure I know there were skills I had when I was young that I somehow...

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The little penguins march along the ice
Battling against them
The might of the long winter’s crisis 
The small ones under their mother’s bellies they crawl 
Into a world of cold, their eyes opened
Marching weeks and months...

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The wind blows Morning's breath into your wake... 
A dragonfly speeds past, a flash of color 
To show that spring's advance guards are awake 
A rhythm of steps, flurries of flakes, 
And all's in a...

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wandering the rooms of the art gallery was bliss
and soon, I found myself in the rooms of Gothic and Renaissance
I could just fall into the frames and become part of the paintings
the beauty is tragic...

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Socially unorganized, I place critics down a size
Standing with preferred confidence gave me insight
Partially adapted from the root of fear
I sometimes hear my inner voice remarking that my time is near

Position to overcome challenging courses
By...

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Stay now with me , and listen to my sighs,
Bidding me to drain the curse and know it all.
	Feigned that I spake ill of thee,
As to who beholds two currents thwart amid
	the fluctous profound.

	Pass ,...

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“The moon’s vision of humanity 
Was something that it once desired  
Tinkle, swoouf, it pondered  
As it’s luminescence gazed at its prodigious oceans  
The defunct dissection of the body fell into silence...

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The night has come, and the elegance begins.
Everyone arrives, dressed in their finest;
Some who resemble royalty waltz in,
Many people remarking to them, "your highness."

They gather around to socialize and converse;
Most of them complement each other...

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A girl named Sky, 
always hoped to fly high.

Her aura was as white as the clouds 
and her light could brighten the darkest of clouds.

You could always see her spark,
even in the dark,

The color of...

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I thought:
why not write a love poem,
everyone is doing it,
how hard can it be?

First, I need a woman
(let's not drag my wife into this exercise),
a pet dog or cat perhaps.

Maybe some sexual content
(best to rule...

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and the whole time that the big family meal had been going on
sister went to pass the bowl of Manwich, but brother, being the
vegetarian now (having changed so since leaving the nest to college)
shook his...

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