Long Swiftest Poems

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                Big Bubbles
        They arise fast though
   They wobble as they...

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BULLETS IN THE SOUP POT
I
BEFORE THE MIRROR
Sometimes, I sit on my sofa
Pondering on why war, poverty, hatred
and anguish has become a comforting bliss.
They say life is an unending quest; is it?
They say true love lasts...

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I’m a treasure more valuable than gold,
Once a heart stops beating – after the breath stops
Breathing, I am the most cherished possession,
Worth more than expensive jewelry or the best assets
More important, I am – than...

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ANYTE OF TEGEA

Stranger, rest your weary legs beneath the elms;
hear how coolly the breeze murmurs through their branches;
then take a bracing draught from the mountain-fed fountain;
for this is welcome shade from the burning sun.
—Anyte translation...

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A floating grand duchess of her time,
Moored and held captive, by chains of elegance.
The great lady, holds her head up high, with prides honor,
Befitting such as her station allows, behold she is the 
Queen Mary,...

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Darkness Where Now Poe And Raven Reside,
(Part Five) - Of Six Total

Among the hideous, Poe's great love stood
Annabel, her beauty shining so well
Wretched souls glaring, free them if she could
From agony of this malignant hell.
She...

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Such an Eerie Sound to Be Heard


Continuation of "Farewell" October 2008.


The night has come upon us,
The fog is rolling in,
Crickets have stopped their chirping,
IT's coming to get us again.

The last time we were lucky,
We got...

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Bird of Prey

On Banyon Lake, where waterfowl dwell,
The night was tranquil and held no fear.
Until came a sound ascended from Hell.
I heard a menacing cry as I drew near.

Upon the shore no wave did break.
No...

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Life is like being a passenger on a luxury ocean liner 
 That is sails across a Sea of Turmoil.
 Passengers feel safe by putting their faith in the sturdy construction of the ship’s steel...

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Entering the fields of my childhood around two,
overjoyed by the vibrant flowers that gently lulled 
and dispersed their gentle aroma into the noon;
I passed under the old balconies with flower-pots painted
in russet as the leaves...

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Checking the lights on the dashboard when they flash and stay red:
it's the oil that needs to be changed or the engine that requires
maintenance, and in frigid temperatures who would venture outside and get frostbites?
A...

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No snow around, the cold bites deep, 
The fields are sad, where childhood used to leap. 
I’ll write a letter to my friend Temirjan, 
Please hand me my pen, dear wife, if you can.

Sweet feelings...

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I see him Flutter over a rose, then darting to take another
Dinner is his first delight,  not much tolorace for his brother  
I see him watching from a distant bush, he stares in...

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The pyramids are the triangular prims of the Egyptian desert,
monumental in height, and unsurpassable in endurance...
works of the hands of the whip-lashed Hebrew slaves;
no grief-striken faces were ever carved into them,
but those voices still recede...

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Never lose hope because of what they say
Never be afraid of what intent they may lay
You have to be a man enough to wear the crown
So no matter how hard seems the battle, move on
To...

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He Walked Midnight Sands, In Deserts Of Black Light

He walked midnight sands, in deserts of black light
along old ghostly trails with shadows glowing bright 
Never wavering or in doubt, heart blackest black
assured by horrific cries,...

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roses and roses around
unveiling scarlet drops
echoing voices where
raindrops fall
a rally of imperfection
painted into ..

tapped touches 
sudden whirling whispers
secretively drew blood
prickly feistiness thriving in
haze spun surroundings..

twinkling doves suffocating in 
an angelical sisyphus halo
tender moonlight bringing
an eunoia...

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What is that which is always becoming and never is?
This image we call Time.
What are those which are always becoming and never are?
This image we call Men
And to the voice which they heard coming from...

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Deep within the highland mists, white heather, bright adorning,
     I last beheld those flaring eyes, though tender as the borning.

I'd gone a-hiking, early snow, 'midst headland slopes and fells  -
...

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Know of a lady
Who patiently waited

To at last be seen
Seen and heard

Given the merest scraps
 Biding her time

Time she watched fly
as the swiftest bird

Always warmed with coffee in her bed
that he chilled from his own...

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Fate of the Faithful

The orb of light that once shone through
Confounding the darkness permeating time;
Now the boiling pot of a dark brew
Of a sinful repulsive and slimy grime

The lighthouse that once guided ships
With the luminescence...

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IMPERMANENCE


Nothing seems to last more than a blink
From seconds to  millennia - just think: 

Sunsets   most fleeting
Chocolate you are eating
Ice-cubes in coke  (or lemon-and-lime )
Mascara in the rain runs faster than...

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The folds have heard his gentle voice,
In which I was yet to hear.
They say it is still and small;
A sound to comfort the tiers.
Had I been left forsaken,
Built along my grievances?
The shadow of a lost...

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I'm over the depression, the death
of that fragment of soul irrevocably attached to her;
I'm over the agony that followed
her swift and final betrayal.

The pain disappears, fades in the face
of life's timeless worries and delights;
that part...

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Oh, I'd share it with you if I could;
Gift wrap and send it for your greater good;

Put it on the swiftest sunray; honest I would.
I'd do anything to halt the chatter you've been hearing;

All the...

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