Long Retrace Poems

Continues the translation of the great Dante's poem written 700 years ago,
 probably the most important poetry ever written in the human story

When my mind returned back, after the stop
Due to pity for two brothers...

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I was in my backyard sunning, while lost in warm daydreams,
Enjoying red raspberries, while listening to the birds sing.

Lying on afternoon chaise, in the golden midst of hot July,
As I watched mauve butterflies, and lazy...

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“Irish I am,” my mam speaks in hushed tones to the air
She questions still, seeming to her alone
Intones, “Ireland, O Ireland, what are you?
Where do you keep yourself, so I may rediscover you?”
Her speech unknown...

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Be a good example…
Don’t you know what that means?
I munch on my apple
Didn’t you hear me? Eat your green beans!

You’re stuck in place
You say “no”…
Stop denying it so
And I say “yes”
But, you can make progress
You’re...

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Unto all generations comes a time,
  a time to take and to lose.
A time for peace and a time for war -
  time to heal, time to bruise

Loud is the cry of “stolen...

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Vulture's Of Darkness

Vile thought fangs waiting in vengence etched within

A twilight sun had tainted my inner vision again ?

Shattered fragments torn in desolation vanquished within
Vile degrade filled sweat pouring out in sharp contrast fetched;
Contrast...
In a...

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2.
You shall be the grace of my core, 
we sing love’s song, by loves own shore, 
my Goddess divine, I adore.
My eternal rose blooms for you, 
you are ever my love so true, 
my beloved,...

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In Progress ver. 1
1. Imagine an Idea from which later a title will form.
2. Select a form, a kind of song, cadence, rhythm from your soul.
3. Allow the tone to be defined.
4. Sketch with words...

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sweet bundles of joy
symbols of forthright candor~
blooms in God's garden

As we traverse through the bends and curves of weary life, how we wish to retrace our steps to the childhood days when we were so...

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We turned to each other when we heard on the news
Our daughters place of work, enduring mother nature's bruise
She worked on an island now swamped with wrath
To her we now travel to retrace her last...

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The man totally absorbed in deep thoughts, 
sitting in front of the gate to hell while resting his chin 
on his hand stands up 
‘I wonder, where he wants to go?’

He didn't take the open...

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Hallo my friend
Pardon my intrusion into your domain
But you see, I am a student in the University of Life
Whereby I am pursuing a Doctorate Degree in the Science of Successful Living
As I was submitting my...

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At the darkest times in my life,
abused and feeling the most pain.
A miracle that changed my life,
this is my story, believe it, I'm not insane!

With nowhere else to turn,
for someone to help me deal with...

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the cemetery is still this Autumn day
as rain falls like kisses of love on my cheeks
to mingle with my tears . . . 
memories have shook the ocean of my sleep
so, I have come to...

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If I knew what to say to let you go
I’d do it like a shot Better fast than slow
But you twist my tongue and my words get caught
And my heart and my brain confuse all...

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Bang! Bang! Who shot and killed
   Jeanette and Harvey Crewe?
 By whose hand was their blood spilled?
   The cops they surely knew.
 Two fatal shots rang out that day
  ...

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They are buried in the cities oldest cemetery,
     it is a large cemetery stretching for many blocks;
and one of the most beautiful in the city,
      ...

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And this picture on the wall of my heart told a story of men giving birth  among themselves in the north promiscuously...
Sipping memories from the lungs of the  girl child. 
They were not...

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Do you sometimes wonder
how to introduce what is out there to your soul and mind?
how to understand that which exists, in that period of time?
and in that present moment is real, and do you feel...

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In ancient looms of my homeland,
Fairies once shuttled across threads of rainbows
Weaving folklores of gods and goddesses.

Our tapestry needed no haberdashery of
Brabubahanas and Chitrngadas or a vijay panchali,
For no tantric-needle knitted our folktales.

I want to...

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As a writer, people are my vocation. 
As for humanity, men, women 
And other abstractions, 
Their interests constitute little more 
Than my hobby; I can only deal in people. 
As soon as I start dealing...

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FOG   HORN   ON   THE   NEVA

Fog horn on the far off  Neva  dock
A  canal  bridge to open and  unlock:
Today I heard  its...

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All the words you say to me
I can't fathom the meaning behind all of them
I'm hoping you can clearly see
That I'm not the only one struggling with my problem
The problem of falling in love too...

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I can feel your warmth spreading out over me and the flickering rays from the sun stretching across the universe touching the inner core of its beauty and the morning smiling at me with dignity...

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Josh’s drinking days were long behind him.  The three beers he drank before ordering his meal; the two beers he drank during his meal; and, the two Bailey’s he consumed after his meal had...

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