Long Rotunda Poems

No Lossers Are Left

No losers are left;
Seems like Trump has found them all;
Exist on his staff.

Jim Horn

How is that for a Horn Haiku for you
to read through like all poets would
want to do?


President was not...

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Taxes are not talking nor are they taxis. But airports are often very congested. Packed tightly forming queues. Vastly unreported by news. News are neatly arranged newts in a bath licking ice cream. And a...

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The biscuit is sitting on the plate waiting for a humongous date; the sardine is screaming in the can while she waits for the unfaithful man.
He is out dining and casting lot with a dollar...

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no one saw it coming they never do
the phone poles were giving off sparks
dogs began to howl birds flocked to the sky
A Plymouth hubcap of immense proportions
quivered and droned in the air over the capitol
television...

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Written: May 2nd, 2024

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Quixotic quest quiddity
As dusk sapidity emerges, 
Casting a shadow 
Weeping waves smash 
in foamy scatters; 
seraphic strophic sojourn 
groans...

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1. Facing life courageously with eyes downcast
happiness and peace not part of the forecast
amidst proud siblings, the only one timid
uncertainty in the air, densely humid
fine drink for all but taking a thimbleful
for true protection, the...

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Travelling over fifty three metres on a baking tray is a wonderful way in which to pass the time. When loosening ties and burning buttons it is very clever to talk to a large parrot...

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At the capitol rotunda
Two senators faced off on
Gun rights versus oversight
Each side bunkered in
Intractable, their way to win
Sharp tongued irate debate
Open thinking went kerplunk

Head to head, noses pressing
Like two rams rutting
One grabbed a neck
The other...

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The gamblers and the mourners
Explore the vagaries of fate,
The expediency of life
Dangling in the capitol rotunda
Like a hanged man
His hair standing on end,
His boots in the air.

Write, sing, boo,
Do what you will
Never mind the outcome.
Words...

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Dances with eagles in skinny oxygen
Silence is regal, time is an abstract
I humbly look up, at your majestic existence
So still, so cold, so proud, but so much like me…
So timid in the slap of the...

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I don’t miss the city,
the metropolis I once knew was built
on the edge of a never-never land.

I miss just this: a green half-acre, 
a cultivated fenced enclosure 
with a round bandstand; a Victorian structure
surrounded by...

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         Twig twists intersect then spread victory
         Receptors sprout cat waving paws
       ...

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An Oxford Sonnet

We came again to city of spires and dreams
There: were England's aspirations built and carved
In honeyed stone of Jurassic coral seas
Where minds are sculpted, nurtured and preserved
From ancient college, fount of Nation's learning
Beyond...

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Chalice of Darkness

Buried deep inside the blinded eye of midnight
 My fugitive heart,
Homeless in winter’s frozen wrath,
Seeks an abyss with rotund borders –
A rounded vault of endorphic sacredness
Overflowing with elixirs of metamorphosis
Born from dark dry...

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Fully dropped partridge. Snowing in circles then? Interesting how a sparrow can use a spade but not a fork. And how amazing is it to whirl around and around in a barrel of sharks. Yes....

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EXTRAVAGANZA

designed
to
  illuminate
a spectacle
or
into
a
 visual
 metaphor
of spaces
within
experience

spectacles
of
comparable
 phenomena
circle
a panorama
of of
melodramatic
rotunda

a prominent
pantomine
of instinct
preserved

an accessory
to
augment
reality
&
motivate
a
narrative



conception
in
a
perfect
tangible
tactile
replica
in
all
dimensions


NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so...

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Red roses all around 
The red stains on the ground 
He came to break hearts
On Valentine's Day
Bright hearts full of ambition 
Broken by rapid ammunition 
He came to break hearts 
On Valentine's Day
He came to...

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Sea of blue drifts to a balmier port of call
Last satiating beams from soaring canopy sprawl
From distant, seamless divide swarthy portents fall 
Nearer, a blood orange ridge ballasts spiralling ball
A mercurial prism swaggers on horizon as...

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Everything seems to fit
into this morning's 
vast mosaic as if each
piece has been shaped 
to occupy a given place.
Even the broken sea shells
that first appeared redundant,
strewn haphazardly 
along the beach
now give pause and interest
to the...

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Stealthy balloon soaring into the wild blue yonder
To all material pursuits now an absconder
Shearing temporal ties that do corresponder
Content the balmy sky to aimlessly wander
Time and limitless space do freely squander
Drinking mist from satin founts,...

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Time journeyed through the seasons sublime 
Brokered days the trellis of life did climb 
Tendered hours but grainy shards without rhyme 
Token minutes spindled through the hour glass of time   
Each tenuous second garnering...

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Stayed up all night and wrote a poem for you
You told me that you had been feeling down
I bought some food and made a snack for two
Then caught a bus to meet you love in...

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The fig tree
was our rotunda,
the roots valleys
leading to our kingdom


not fifty feet away
a concrete range
bridged worlds,
and stood silently, sullen
our very own 
mountain of doom


fearsome as knights and maids
we traversed cement battlements
I crossed on the Styx,
the...

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Barren, sterile sky bleat and sigh
Open your canopy, enlighten our eye
Expose the boundless mysteries that in your realms lie
Reveal your majestic, azure panels on high
Bleed your sappy, snowy cisterns dry
Unmask spirits that in your porous...

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Feet meander through  their slow walks
on  damp benches along the rotunda ...
an elderly pair grips the stem of their
parasol , inhaling the breath of dusky wisps,
as if the gray of their tresses 
holds...

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