Long Spectator Poems

Unquotable quotes: Tale-Carriers, Gossip-Mongers, Courrier-Pigeon Caretakers, Smoke-Signal Puffers and Tom-Tom Thumpers – XXVI

Could there be such things as political shenanigans or inter-continental warfares, even catastrophes, natural disasters, tsunamis, irruptions, conflagrations, inundations, landslides, typhoons, tornadoes, hurricanes,...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Courbet: Elegy 8 by T. Wignesan

Blanches oeuvres ouvertes
résident dans les jours
la surface du banc de travail est noire
les géraniums-lierres
les fougères et les adragans
accumulent leurs oeuvres et jours:
La toile noire de Courbet
un...

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Bright lights, big city...
bright lights, big city dreams...
please just take me away tonight
Let me rest on your elegance tonight
I have no energy left to spend in reality
so please knock me unconscious
just to be in the...

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The Untold story of a Sitar Part 3 Concluded

.
A soothing musical note
Was coming out and floating 
In the air 
In that White coated 
Old auditorium  
Of a different era
Which was so alive before...

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Here, I am...
Retired,
Happy,
Sitting on the relaxing throne of my age,
Reminiscing what I went through in life.
A mere spectator I have now become,
Observing in silence the works of men,
Having no worries
Of carrier advancement,
Of acceptance,
Of recognition...

My only...

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A lot of acquaintances deemed me lucky, and I knew I was,
For I had a successful life, when all could have been chaos.

I had a wonderful job that I loved, making plenty of money,
And a...

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The walls are imprisoned in silence,
A heavy, powerless silence, shattered
By voices, tears, and crowded souls.
Justice hides in the corridors of greed,
Crimes are sentences uttered in the halls,
The innocent are moving targets,
An age-old burden on the...

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I want to say something
to your face, to your ears
grab your carefully created structure and like an earthquake
shake you till your focus lays upon the red ball
above the echo of my words
When I tried this...

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Go ahead
Dare to invite him
to a climaxing fall-colored picnic

To read you his obituary for himself
and for you,
subject to future updating
round perspectives
free for changing
still-evolving revolutions

Then,
my retrospective therapeutic turn
to introspectively review again
past traumas
of EgoSpection
surrounded outside
by his contextual...

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She was grace in its purest form. Thinking not and caring not of her 
destination, she soars across the angelic sky on her tiny golden wings. Yet her 
feet never left the cold laminated floor....

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As the Autumn falls
The jays sing
A melody -a tale the old wives would sing 
While the sun fills the sky dripping
With gold as honey to the brim
I catch sight from my window 
Vines and creepyard...

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A colourful array of falsehoods
Intricately designed disguises 
Fools, fortunes, phantoms
Masks clinging on their faces
 Lives hidden away by an illusory veils
Veils that cannot be removed
Cannot be seen
Secrets tucked away in their eyes
Each a pair of...

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Saturday, Saturday
'Why'd you do this to me'
was my first question, my first reaction
a reflex to point myself the victim
point myself an inquiry I had no response for
I wanted once to see her
to know her face...

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November second two thousand twenty two...
abuzz with Autumnal thrum

Approximately six weeks since August sum
er re: lazy dog days witnessed lolling about 
sipping cocktails, whose primary ingredient rum
pulled and sated esophageal tract nsync 
with thirstily quaffing...

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Day of freedom; the merriment, happiness accompanied with it
on a stand still, halted; put in storage for another day
a day where it would be needed most
God knows I need it now but I never put...

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" Expectations, aspirations, consolations, relations,

Distractions, interruptions, ratification, gratifications, 

Every minute, Every moment, Every second; don't spare a femto second,

Every month, Every year, Every fear, Come on! Hop on ! dear,

Just live every inch as state...

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Daredevil
by Michael R. Burch

There are days that I believe
(and nights that I deny)
love is not mutilation.

Daredevil, dry your eyes.

There are tightropes leaps bereave:
taut wires strumming high
brief songs, infatuations.

Daredevil, dry your eyes.

There were cannon shots’ soirees,
hearts...

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Epigrams VI

These are humorous epigrams including a form I call "Less Heroic Couplets." 



Less Heroic Couplets: Mini-Ode to Stamina
by Michael R. Burch
 
When you’ve given so much
that I can’t bear your touch,
then from a safe...

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October twenty third two thousand twenty one...02:44:06 PM
Eastern Standard Time abuzz auld Durin 
(ya know whit I'm Tolkien about 
Elder days long regarding) Autumnal thrum –

The perfect balm to avoid feeling glum
supine upon greensward 
I...

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I was roaming on the road
Like black dense cloud in the sky
Neither rain nor gain only fly(v).
Suddenly my eyes caught a charm 
Two beautiful girls were dancing, 
Singing along the road .

Me was only spectator...

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I’m a boy living in a country where
We get emotional over every government move
And every government move is chartered over our emotions
Emotions are chastised whether it or let be
One trying to correct the wrong,
But nay,...

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I awake
  in a thick cropse of trees,
meandering brook splashing nearby,
sunlight stabbing
   through the canopy
in thick rods filled with dust particles.

Cracking my neck
      I rise,
my skin 
...

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The land was cloaked in a black dress,
The crowd was watching my Christ die,
When the blinding darkness, the deafening stillness 
Was shattered by an overwhelming cry;

Resonating, reaching up to heaven across-
A cry in anguishful agony,
My...

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You could never be me,
For I am not you,	
You could never do what I do,
 For my life’s path is not yours.

You are you and I am me,
We need each other,
 But still you can...

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He remembered the day 
Before he was exhausted 
And his soul was very sick
He was suicidal that night
But when he woke up
From his nightmarish dream 
His soul was not hurting
Anymore and felt clean

He came back...

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