Long Scrim Poems

History’s Greatest Miracle Play

Let me tell you a story - Prologue

Actors gather to play their parts
To set the stage – backdrops and props –
In history’s greatest miracle play
Called to speak their lines
On redemption’s stage
In a...

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I know you're not here

but you are in my heart 

so 

you are always with me

i'll just slip into you

with these words.
 
I know 
there are mountains
dwarf the cities below 
peaks that stride above the...

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Allegheny rail train has been rolling along since dawn.
I can hear the patchy sounds of the horn ushered by the wind.
Sounds at first are muffled but become distinct as the train gets closer.

Gulls hovering over...

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Cypress trees like evergreen steeples
rise above rows of gravestone woes,
their shadows lie side by side like railroad ties 
across writhing paths banded like snakes;
gravel birth cords sinuous 
sensing the ground   seeking the sun
crossroads...

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Dad lying on the bed; when he saw me, his eyes glinted.
                     He tried to...

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Who is this envious backdrop with tears of joy?                          ...

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Elusive Ephemeral Ethereal Expansive: Timelessness

Analogous to mobius strip -
     measured passage of existence
     only took precedence
     with Homo sapiens ascendent
busting forth upon
 ...

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With a middle name as "Flag this Scapegoat,"
I best not be surprised bullied from cutthroat
villains (supposedly kind hearted facilitators/
moderators, sans Facebook administrators, but
woe whiz me hyperbole 4 lite dramatic affect),

mine psyche stung, when months after...

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October’s Finale

October sets the stage for ghostly goblins – frost on pumpkins; 
 Black cats yowl on top of fences arching, upstage the moonlight;
 Floating apparitions of wraiths soliloquies in mid-flight fright;
Full moons cast eerie...

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After a lifetime
(pronounced like millennium),
where tenacity futilely braced
psyche deeply purpled,
hellishly, and lethally
traced resulting scars -
jackknifed, emasculated
cruelly chaste

sexuality expired, lapsed,
and petered out testosterone
begone to waste,
and how this abased
bereft of eroded optimism,
nee faith no more - erased,
solitary...

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Afternoon, late March, delivering promise 
of respite from errands, long lines at the post office, 
queues of cars at red lights, what, if anything, is in
the offing for supper.  A glass of wine is...

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Afternoon, late March, delivering promise
of downtime from errands, long lines at the post,
queues of cars at stoplights, what, if anything, is in
the pantry for supper.  A glass of wine is nice, will suffice
against the...

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Beyond the Black Fence
By Sy Roth

The land lay fallow 
Beyond the black fence.
Growth once dressed in a white blanket of hoar in winter landscapes 
Lush in summer months
Deer speckled backdrop 
Munched all day behind a...

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ROMANCE

It was something by Schumann    or    Schubert
A Sonata for piano perhaps

I wouldn’t have cared
But the music fit the girl
Flawless in dress
Hair not short    not long ...

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ALIENS? 

From another planet?
      OR
Another dimension?
That thin scrim-of-mind
                      ...

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.

            'twuz just az y'all 
                  imagined

...

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The stars are lighting up dusk’s aftermath
With a million Christmases’ twinkling light
Tiny dots to be connected in a serigraph
Covering the earth with a dome of white
To show us the Milky Way’s chalky path.

A full moon...

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Ballet of the Stars

Breath of the galaxy spins the night sky
Over the magic of midsummer dreams
Legends, lovers, pirouette through the night
Sculptures of fire carved with airy light beams

Dances l’etoile sparkle winter rondeaus
Gossamer nebulas leave stardust...

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the homeless people
alive in cracks we avoid.
each displays no grace nor glory.
We turn our backs, are so annoyed.
	
Worn overcoats over scrim pajamas,
angled hair and leather-ed skin,
bags and bottles are their bangles,
we’ve become loveless manikins. 

some...

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Rapture

Alleluia approaches
 Emerging from Eternity’s gauzy scrim
Rehearsing its lines
Through trampled palm branches
 Iron nails
  Thorns
   And cross beams
    Raised between pure Heaven
     And haunted earth
To...

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COTTAGE IN THE WOODS

It’s hazy
A scrim tints all shades the same – like the
Washed-yellow flowers fronting a shallow pond –
Making ghostly the cozy, little cottage beyond,
Which rises from the rushes and wild cover,
Nearly hidden by...

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OLDEN TIME CHASE

Hear them shout!
Voices carried on olden winds
Young faces peering round trees
Round the corner of old houses
Seen through a scrim clouding memory
Oh    there are Redskins!
There are bandits!
Guns whittled out of orange...

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i am surrounded by a blaze of  flaming colors in God's garden.
autumn happily creating with her palette in hand the September scape.

a thousand shades of reds, yellows, browns, earth tones spread,
blended perfectly by the...

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