Long Superannuated Poems

hostile,
pungent,
nasty,
&
redefining the art of having a
chip on his shoulder
he marches through the last specks of his burnt out existence
telling us all how we should live our lives
(spouting his rotting “wisdom” at everyone he sees)
while
regretting
so very...

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by Michaelw1two

inspired by word works of Void Opus

 all for you, superannuated, desiccated erudition,
 this propagation scribed, this apotheosis odium;
 under eructate flames, under the epitome of,
 euphonious, promulgated magniloquent inception;
 of the Maker’s exuberant...

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OLD PINE

This wild forest path happening
So clearly now remains in mind,
Of the many recalled visions
Those many visions front and hind

Before the dark, dense, distant woods - 
And towering so over all -
This superannuated pine,
Last survivor...

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OLD PINE

This wild forest path happening
So clearly now remains in mind,
Of the many recalled visions
Those many visions front and hind

Before the dark, dense, distant woods - 
And towering so over all -
This superannuated pine,
Last survivor...

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I don’t miss the city,
the metropolis I once knew was built
on the edge of a never-never land.

I miss just this: a green half-acre, 
a cultivated fenced enclosure 
with a round bandstand; a Victorian structure
surrounded by...

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