Long Sensibilities Poems

The reading of Villon poems at West Berlin’s Free University, Winter Semester 1957-58
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(alternately titled: idolizing childhood's end
today April 25th, 2021
generates elusive warm treasured memories).

Akin to significance my eldest sister
felt toward her “Willies” –
(totally tubular fuzzy bendable contrivances
analogous to an outsize pipe cleaner)
until she became a tweener
my Matty...

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Translation of David Broza's " ! Ay Amor ! Que seria de mi ! " by T. Wignesan

( I'm not certain if this' s the original title of the lyrics composed by Eitan Nahmias GLASS....

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Severe surge regarding thou shalt not kill violations

Fifth commandment breached regularly
epidemic of gun violence in America
bullets fly, scream and tear into flesh
senseless rampant mass killings
rip across fabric of society
buzzfeeding, jump/kickstarting, 
paradigm of mortality.

Since January first
two...

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He/I/they/all/we/none knowing sit/sats he/she thoughts he/she witnessed he/she held a behold as to what the hell a corporeal ring of things once unbeknowinest to him/her was about,: thought provoking, yet undeterminate in any reason with...

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rise and shine deflect common sense while white dilapidated guts spawn oppossing beats an treats that are not so daring as uncommon feats and relativity clings to gravity and in spite of everything nothingness has...

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"Seeds"



Blue reaches reflections
touching ripples 
tears in time ephemeral
caresses fragrant Green my canopy

opens the light
inside me 

cracked eggshell 
golden-yoked sunshine
pale turquoise kintsugi
splintered paths inside my mind

in the smallness
of me 
something 
quietly blooms 

ragged yet refined
a gecko...

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i heard a...what do they say...a spine chilling scream
...is that the saying?

a spine chilling scream
followed by

'he's dead, my G_d he's dead'

the phrase echoed 
inside the whole of me
like tennis balls bouncing between two parallel walls

i...

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October 7th, 2023 upon third anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride nor prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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October 7th, 2022 upon second anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride or prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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Hello friend

Step inside this chatroom if you
find yourself with no else to converse
with but yourself

Start by clicking on the box that
say's I hereby solemnly swear and
declare I am not a robot 

And I promise you...

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 Gangster Hip hop is a perversion of poetry
a chant of rebellion, in notary,
serve me upon high times  noteworthy high ego 
malign a strategy to have you leggo your humanity 
and follow the not...

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Come sit and I will serenade
A sad, colossal flub,
A tale about a marinade.
(Well, truthfully a rub)

It is a long and sordid tale;
Not sure where to begin.
My sensibilities assailed,
Yet I must jump on in.

The task at...

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We are people of plan and of purpose, not cargo or merchandise for commerce and trade. We were not born in the wrong place at the wrong  time, nor were we made in China...

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Cross all your Salem's in foreshadowed Shalom,
do the math and burn, 
brightly back at Cairo, Memphis, Jericho-less nonetheless turn,
and those of paths now undaunted, not undone to aftermath of storm.
In the land of the free,...

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It seems that, more and more, I feel myself being drawn to face the dreaded realization that I am certifiably mentally ill, not just depressed, or anxious, or emotionally exhausted, but deluded, my sensibilities having...

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Walking, walking, thinking
One mood of music, one single song
Repeating, repeating, repeating…
…fading in and out of my consciousness 
Now the cold breeze making me feel formal and stylized in my layers
Now the heat under my arms...

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#THIS DEDICATION SPEAKS TO A PARTICULAR INDICATION...

IT SPEAKS TOO...

SPECIFICALLY WHO???

ANYONE WHO STAYS...

UNDERNEATH
COVERS/SHIELDINGS AND YIELDINGS.


SIRENS IN HIGHEST DECIBELS GOING OFF, CONSTANTLY INSIDE, CAN'T TURN IT OFF YET!
WON'T TURN IT OFF YET???
DON'T FRET...IF YOU TRULY WANT TO,...

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I think I must be seeing things
Before me stand the four of kings,
They shuffle when the Bishop brings
Annette upon nine raven wings

And Beanie rides a sea serpent
And wonders where the yellow went;
I go to pay...

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Father now journeys
into afterlife destination alone,
October 7th, 2020 mid afternoon
with Earthlings ministration did attone
where night envelops his lovely bones
rendered devoid of any groan
courtesy Roxanol (morphine)
and Ativan finding him prone

to experience painlessness, and no
his dying wish,...

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I awaken to the woodland scent 
of a favored fragrant herb.

Its aroma transcends nocturnal bliss
and then softly seeks so gently to kiss
the distant lingerings in my mind.

Of a cherished place where I had laid
embraced warm...

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"The Honey Masquerade in Delta"



Love and Lust
ignores
ALL

The Others dissolve
who cares, Lovers don't - 
Lovers are in a world of their own

Lovers dance 
through shadows

Love and Lust
play their own game

Unafraid, they play
Day into Night
Night into Day

Burning...

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My dear friend.

The first time we met,
as I held a door open for her stride,
I saw not the eye's image, not yet;
I glimpsed, outwardly, her beauty inside.

I did a double take at that smile,
heard her...

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I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way 
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted...

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"what if a black hole was a higher form of light..."

... in some ways, I believe this to be true, not knowing why, when or who I might have
seen, read or heard such a thing...

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