Long Simmers Poems

Placed First in:
Can`t Believe It was a Na Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One

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Contest : The Prismatic Self
Sponsor : Daniel Henry Rodgers
Date submitted : 19/5/25

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“Contests around track, contests for followers,
for best tasting wine, most exquisite 
architectural design ~ endless
quests to become best versions of Self,
sharpen mind, mould...

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The legal system is business operated by officers and boys in the street
The legal system is a business  fashioned to target the vulnerable and the weak
The people who cannot defend themselves or don't have...

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Eroticism -
             a supple spine in a wanting curve
       and a foolish fever simmers a scarlet heartbeat...

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Note I did not ever say this......another poet did...
His statement inspired me to pen this Poem.
Nor does he know that people of all religions and from 
all other countries volunteer a few weeks a year...

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Neglecting the love song in my mind's eye
Directing my thoughts to your flawed lie
You're the highlight in my life, dynamic diamond 
You're the friend and foe in my nightmarish dream - I am fond of...

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                                  In...

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In the moorlands of desires, 
I've forever sung choruses of
fertile faith, amidst the flock 
of bleeding birds, sprinkling
heartbeats on lush olive herbs, 
In the dream of retracing their 
scintillating season of beachy spring. 
'Hope' had...

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A song can be heard tonight
Swirling about me beating down my strength
Enfolding the whole of me with thick, terrifying captivation
That chokes a city with the roaring thunder of despair
Of the innocent obliterated in the unforgettable...

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I was giving a lesson on the Liberty Bell, as the daily Church bells went off.
Yes, you guessed it, Dragon wanted to ring them, suddenly he was aloft.
Before we could follow, he was out of...

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Pele shared her rage; passionate she boiled
For her love feisty, my Ke aloha 
Sweet ocean, caress... pilialoha
Massaging her beach, my waves gently toiled.

 Are you my niece, love? Young Vulcan’s sister? 
Answering, she said, ...

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Mornin coffee thinkin of you!
Simmers thoughts of a wonderful brew,
as dreams of romance percolate into view!
Such an awesome aroma I sense,
if we were to become more intense!
How's about a warm slow roast,
somethin that you'll like...

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A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that...

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Verse 1:

Floating in deep blue oceans
my dreams struggle to reap
I am haunted by gloomy strums
echoing in my broken sleep

Verse 2: 

Burning shadows rage in hollows
wailing to the darkness of night
my heart pierced by blazing agony
Oh!...

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Be brave.

My light in your darkness,
shivers before these winds.
Warm your hands and slow the death,
until these nights all flee.

Be brave and part your lips.
Drown my soul and wipe those tears.
Rise for me and not feel...

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“A dying people tolerates the present, rejects the future, and finds its satisfactions in past greatness and half-remembered glory.”

“A strong man makes a weak people. A strong people don’t need a strong man.”
John Steinbeck (Nobel...

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Nothing beseeches more than darkness
The outer rims of the black Earth
Raw refining nothingness in oblivion
Where no-one desired to reside
Without a hatred for life, that which simmers
Like the fire which lives deeply within
And punctures the soul...

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I.	Daybreak

what glint of morning
is this where the rusty bloom of chain link fences
cuts the turf of rowhouses

the weeds still talk with the legs
of crickets as the post-dawn moon
fades like a bubble

here the old Norges and...

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Possiblity rolls rotund in your fingers
Hectic brain traffic makes way for intrigue 
Direction indeterminate, insect lands unscathed
Careful spice simmers observations we can heed
Suspends apprehension, apprehends herd bellow

Stength encounters our sturdily built immunity
Intimacy emits permission to...

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It cowers in the corner,
newly born.
I turn my spite-soaked back,
riddled with resentment
and pull the thin veil
to sink beneath its cover.
I will not watch it crawl,
but it breathes,
a shadow
at the edge of my own
threatening to merge.
It...

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I can still smell Mom's homemade soup on the stove,
she always had a pot simmering for us kids to welcome us home;
it was made in this huge soup pot which I inherited,
old, and dinged...

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You made me feel trapped with every kiss you planted on my lips,
It felt like heaven, the sun held nothing to your burning passion, 
Electricity graced my tingling hands with every time we touched,
Somehow I...

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 Her smiles of valor encase her agony--
   her fiery scars pound against her sanity
    struggling in twisted ropes of silent screams.
     A wounded Athena, she...

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My childhood was meant for innocent adventures,  
Climbing trees and chasing dreams, not living traumatic ventures.
But you stole that blissful promise with your heinous deeds,  
Planting seeds of fear only a shattered soul...

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