Long Swain Poems

It is so hard to let go of love,
lovingly.

It sharks, 
unpeels more gut more quickly
than reel or reeler ever lost
in all those years of lazy inches
in and out:
casting,
winding in and playing out,
hardly fishing, rarely catching
anything
from...

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Political Poetry

Obama: what bard, what griot, what poet wouldn't want to tell -the miracles of our times in tales.
What courage, what evidence that man can endure; fulfilling the destiny for which he was bore.

Stones were...

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The shepherd stood on the field, frail,
He knew not what to do when and why,
As the wrathful sun did steep down,
The confused chap followed his humble sheep.
Then one man neared and asked his name,
He gasped...

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I wanna trade in my stubby spindleshanks...,

(a poor excuse for legs),
and get me the latest
sophisticated prosthetics advancements,
whereat integration of cultured stem cells
into custom made appendages
allows, enables, and provides
unfortunate recipients of amputations
to experience sensations.

No more will...

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Happy 68th birthday MaryAnn Sage - revisited January 12th, 2021

Wherever you might be holed up
within this whirled wide web wassup?

Mein kampf still equals board
hardscrabble existence deplored
analogous to Norwegian bachelor,
whose Lake Wobegon nestled within fjord
forcing me...

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'Twas the night of that particular evening whose noon-tide bade wondrous twilights and whose moon suffused in its consummated prophecy. Men perched themselves around balefully dire fires and professed eerie tales to themselves in unsettling...

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Layla, you look so wonderful tonight.
Beautiful eyes like diamonds made from rain.
After midnight lets dance in the moonlight.
I'm your forever man, king of the swain.

Beautiful eyes like diamonds made from rain.
Before you accuse me, I...

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? Miss ?
While drinking coffee alone,
feel lover on the next chair.
Or in an afternoon alone,
looking at the sky.




		? Love ?
Crying through a flock of birds and spreading personal memories. Or miss someone's hand while walking...

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If I get all the riches of the world, will win all stress
I'd snatch you away from all of your business
No order, no shipment would draw your attention
Just you and I, none else would exist...

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High School ~

Being asked to search my memory of school 'daze' gone by
is asking quite a lot of me but I promise to give it a try.
A country high school can't compare to a fancy...

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   MY QUEST  

I lost my heart. Where can it be? There is sadness and despair.
If I were to search for all eternity, I may never find it anywhere.
I've delved beneath oceans...

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The Bottle
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Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentially remains stalwart this day and age as guise dolls dote...

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Four legs quiver
like clumsy cabrioles
striking smooth gray rivers
of zig-zag sidewalk barrios
in rhythm with happy shivers
syncopated on a muffled drum
as we talk and stroll

On our way
hand-in-hand
we persuade and pretend
this day away
taunting and cajoling to demand
laughing “hide...

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The sapphire sun of what-were dreams
Setting in the forsaken east
My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice
Let death be a choice
Dusk revealed your truest nature
Before her argentine eyes
'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies
Let your...

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May sunshine and scattered showers
Countdown days and sleepless hours
Village maidens creep from their bowers
Meet amongst the meadow flowers

In a circle they skip and dance

Whilst chanting their love one's name
Enticing as moths to a flame
Each to...

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SINS OF THE FATHER
Just a maid,just sixteen,a serving girl ,
a go-between upstairs and downstairs,
her scene 'til love was to intervene;
She,so young,he,the master' son
a web of attraction, begun one rainy 
afternon,in June;A familiar tale,oft told
of one...

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Now that I have gotten that over with,
Being straightforward as a piss-ant on fire,
Telling you it just is what it is,
That behind all the frizz,
Is a beardless fake whose heraldic bearings
Are the arms of a...

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When I spotted Saint George in a van,
I feared that his horse might be lame.
Or worse, in a Doggomeat can,
when hurt in some chivalric game.

Saint George, it appeared was not happy,
now carried around in this...

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Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentially remains stalwart this day and age as guise dolls dote...

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George W. Towne

1847 – 1899

From Iowa I came by restless wagon train.
From the mid-west I arrived 
With satchel and silken scalp still intact.
I read Proverbs and Ecclesiastes to pass the time.
I read the Gospels of...

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said to debut .
The American All-Pro Division Champion
to bring both Title and Nine contenders to
The  World Of Wrestling league.
He will defend against "Company Prize"
and "Finger Boa" three way dance with specail guest
commentator the Swain...

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‘ Legendary …’  ( Part  3 (of) 4 ) 



… Now, The Earl, had Spies, to keep Intruding Eyes On The Tryst of Secrecy
Beth’s Tresses, like Raven Wings and Eyes Emerald-Green, Became His...

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and intuitive paramour, whence swooning swain first experienced anew
an alien emotional lightness of being 
   within mine hardened carapace did brew
a propensity to surmise, intuit, and detect a romantic joyful dew 
drop similar...

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When morning came: the phone rang.
She anwsered.
Honey he said come get me
someone took the altenator off
my truck, I need
a ride to the store. She acted cool and anwsered well
I will be their in an hour...

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