Long Reopened Poems

Damian was on the tele-video 
conference with various Prestigious 
Proper people of distinction. The US
Vice president was on Skype along
With Secretary of State. He spoke 
With Russia's top diplomat, Valeiry
Sergei Shonikov, South African president 
Holu...

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I saw you last on your birthday.
When I proceeded to your room
to kiss you and give you my gift,
you were surrounded by all
of my siblings, except one,
who was in church services.
 
I do love you...

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A dawning twilight's me. Oh, joy. Oh, what a joy. This day. Oh, what a day. A breath bestills my eyes and I, e'er slight, a deeper breath that reopened them and myself to a...

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When will we gain the wisdom to survive
this disturbing 
degenerate
NegativEnergy
adolescent denialism
of fascist climate-bullying tendencies
toward shrieking violence
at silent displaced victims,
creating rivers of homeless 
multi-degenerating non-thriving refugees?

Where are the all growed up
nurturing regenerate adults
in our capital cities?

On...

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It was about seven in the morn as the sun was starting to rise
Unbeknown to the folks of Milton Creek they were in for a surprise
Outside the saloon wagons were unloading, before noondays heat
Rumour had...

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Eric Clapton (born March 30, 1945, in Ripley, Surrey, England)
British guitarist who influenced rock.
Later became a famous singer-songwriter.
Clapton was born to a teen mom and a Canadian WWII soldier in England.
His grandparents mostly raised him.
He...

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Moulin Rouge

The greens and pinks magnetize to my eye
Like flowers abloom, in a field espied;
That overwhelms creation’s invention
With beauty of grandiose dimension
Shifting to the wind’s orchestrated movements,
And winks my soul agape by the performance
To be...

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I’ll handle the rejection as a merit in my spirit, as I did once when I was a kid. 
The townspeople will turn all of the sprinklers on when spring has made its arrival apparent...

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Hildegard of Bingen, aka the Sibyl of the Rhine, was a German christian mystic who had visions of the Love of God beginning at age three. 

“Cry out, therefore, and compose!”—Hildegard von Bingen, Scivias, translation...

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...It was no life she’d imagined,
but she had no other real choice,
and she did grow to care for him,
gave him ten little girls and boys.

Decades went by and she grew old,
little grandchildren came along,
and one...

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As of time pass
when I was young
there another man
whom wanted to date me

As one day I was out side
this same man drove up
parked along the curb
He was in his Camaro   

than he hollered...

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I have been untrue
To myself and to my heart
I waited for the questions to answer themselves
I waited for the possible to become probable
I cowered down behind shadows
Even they shied away
I cowered down behind lies
Even they...

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When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two...

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gone r the days
when the school reopened in june
& v settled in our new desks & benches.

gone r the days
when v queued up in book depot
& got our new books & notes.

gone r the days
when...

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A Shakespearean Parody to Hamlet (“To be or Not to be..”)
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the humid thick air of a July 10 evening 
streets of new york city in july
heat that invites two wretched souls
into the beatnik hall

coffee pouring- smell of tobacco burning
a squares  mistake of showing up...

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(chorus)
I'll wait for all eternity
I'll wait here at the door
For you and I to be
Less is so much more
I'll stand here by your side
I'll stand straight and tall
With you I need not hide
With you I...

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Uncertainty consumed
An undeniable sense
Knowing there's no you in my tomorrow. 
Feels like I'm a million miles away from you, 
In absence of person
Passing through days of agonizing longing.
Your choice, 
Not mine. 
I chose to fight...

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I’m here but I’m gone 
Mouth open but no words drawn 
A smile with no truth 
People lie yet have no proof
I post on Snapchat 
I’m public but I’m private 
this anit no rhyme
But as...

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Scented Leaves

A garden lost, in the footsteps of time,
Beckons from a garden of scented leaves
Remembering perfection in the cool of the evening,
Memories awaking long dormant memories
Now redeemed by scars;
A path that ends in gates reopened
To...

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The apostate looked out his window,
and started to believe 
As genuflecting pylons, 
sent ramifications through the trees
Chaos looked at reason,
was it about to make a plea
I see Satan’s raising an army 
or so the nihilists...

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Do Angels tread on the souls of man?

    Guardian to every soul that is conceived
Enlighten knowledge of Heaven in us he weaves
But at our birth he clips our upper lip
And Heaven's knowledge...

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SHAKESPEARE



Shakespeare, perhaps the greatest writer in history,
In his day was known as a master of good plays.
The theater gave him the freedom to create
And in turn he put hearts and souls a blaze.

Far from the...

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The catering was finished and the music had begun,
The young groom and the priestess were out back having fun.
The organ grinder's monkey grabbed the sheriff’s only gun,
Shot the preacher in the neck and took off...

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I am still healing.

Healing the wounds that you reopened the moment you stopped walking.

Walking away is what you do best, after all.

Although… this time, you stopped as if you actually heard my cries.

Cries I couldn’t...

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