Long Spangle Poems

COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES  - PLEASE SOUP MAIL POEMS AND I WILL ADD THEM...

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   heroes?

there are none here, now ... ever ...
      don’t feign to look, for your eyes will
         beg their smiles,...

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History of the Star Spangle Banner
 Maybe idea of Major George Armistead
  The glory of Americans who scan her
   Of Mary Pickersgill she was begat

   The creation of the original...

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THE DARKENING EARTH BLOTS SOLES, ROUTS, AND CLOTS OF WORTH BRINGING TOLLS TO SATANS SLOTS.

ENOUGH SAID, GOD MUST COME AND FLOOD THE SINFUL WAKING HEAD. END THE MAD. BURY THE WEAK. FORGIVENESS IS ALL I...

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a blast of whiskey the summon of the king to appear
a real encounter with Elvis & Zepplin,
from the early 70's sparks a calm to remedy
three at the bar forced to civality..,
under thick chains received
band was...

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Written: October 10, 2023   
Night Bewitches                            ...

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Francis Scott Key ...
a song provocateur, who spoke
most ungentlemanly

Scott “Don’t set ‘em Free” 
had to be 
the most rabid racist
you never wanted to meet

Francis the Talking Mule
wrote a rousing anthem of war
Liberty for poor black...

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I had the craziest time at the Squigglehawk ball
all the Frazzlefairies were bouncing off the wall,
Jellyfunts were swinging their enormous trunks
as they boogied away with pongalicious skunks

Young Squigglehawks gyrated in the balmy air
wearing pink tutus...

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Tears bring the eyes its shivering spangle of stars
In liquid pools dilating light
The firmament spiraled to bandage time’s scars
Shining in empty bowls night

And sometimes the common carbon of the air
In soul deep fires like butterflies
Becomes...

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Yearning I keep learning...about
what is the mysteries.
But I don't fight it,
it doesn't get to me,
for I can see the ways
of being free 
in growing to be united.
Workingman is the first participant
in the fruits 
of communal...

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Yearning I keep learning,
what is the mysteries.
But, I don't fight it 
it doesn't get to me.
For, I can see the ways 
of being free,
in growing to be united.

Workingman is the frist participant,
in the fruits of...

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Fate, you seamstress old witch
Garments of life measured with line
The misery of men, a fabric been stitched
By your roughshod, wicked designs

Buttons missed, or threading used frayed
Throws muscular waste and decay
The world, steeped in suffering has...

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We dance like moths to a flame beneath the stars of night 
eager to watch the moonlight cast a spell upon the lake 
and as our hearts grow wings we take to midnight flight 
claiming...

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                The fuchsia ribbon

            through her hair ...

 ...

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Tinsel charm trees so bright how they shine on Christmas night 
white snow falling gently calling, let us claim His light 
forward into Christmas we are longing to ignite
as He gentles He potentials, He is...

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Righteous Love So Grand--

Ragouts doubting dreams
Individual starlet does scream
Grilled tourneys resources
Hot linguine imagine voices
Tourneys inter-vision bloom
Exultant roundelays run
Owns penned ricochet bouts
Understandable spangle shouts
Spangle glimmer goes out



Long roundelays solo run
Own imaginations laugh
Vigorous intellects cry of love
Excellent...

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What taste of freedom in your mouth
This flag flies free from north to south
Red, white and blue in every cloud
Flies steady, free, and makes us proud
This liberty, this freedom shall reign
We boldly wave this majesty...

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And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Dance beneath the magic moon and listen to the flute 
the stars will spangle...

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When you have fallen...

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heart of yesterday












gone
foretold
dream sold
this stumbles
time in a rope
its neck broke
feet dangling
star spangle
accepting
death
die
die
die
rock hard
am
i
stone thrown
before time began
i
am
woman and man
melting icicle dreams
this was a story book life
woke or to wake up in flames
names forgotten by judgement
my arms...

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Written: January 11, 2023
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Forge forth from force, never from forgiveness,
Don't fumble with the frame of your future.
With veils of...

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Oh, merry tambourine, shake-shake your beat.
Entice our gypsy lady from her seat.
Swirl her body. Make her show each bangle
round her ankles. In your pulse entangle
all of us with magic mirth replete!

Turn and thrust and twist...

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The luster of the dipping sun
How wondrous to behold--
Its veil encircling oaks and cliffs
With hints of fire and gold :
Then tinselled beams illuminate
A passage down the road;
Mirroring spangle of lanterns
As this heart yearns for warm...

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When gusty wind of your love
Touched past my spirit
O dear life!
I have stood fast
On the bosom of earth
Like a banyan tree.
I have spread my circle
Of prop roots
To shoulder wide branches
Of my singularity.
With a prompt of...

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We who spangle wet eyes, salute proudly
our unflinching eyebrows.

We are the rubber band of rubber soldiers;
we who bundle the truth up-tight,
we war poets that never served
demand respect.

Some world weary solders 
even claim they buried God
in...

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