Long Sybil Poems

“He fought often and once bled in the cause of freedom, but his habits of War did not lessen in him the peaceful virtues which adorn his private life.”  Doctor Benjamin Rush, signer of...

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Sybil Madison
	(her stage name)
	And Bernie Dodds
	(real name)
	Weren’t nobodies.
	She had been in pictures,
	He directed 
	And wrote a few.
	You remember-
	Those great lines in
	Down In The Trenches
	And she- that look she gave Cary.

	They live high in a palm...

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The proverbial victim immortalized forever
Seeing Prince Charming when you gazed into his eyes, but, beyond your 
delusion stood Satan himself fantasizing about how he was to devour your flesh.
Sibyl's true love for Dorian did not...

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I am the soul of all the Grecian Gods you have revered and penned
I know no matter what happens to you, you will come back to us in...

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I'm checking the post daily
Can't tell you how exciting this is for me
Since I called the 1-800 number
From that mail order magazine

While one day sitting at the dentist
I picked up said magazine
A full page ad...

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As a lactose intolerant
     cow whirring lion eye zing
dual (Banjo playing) Manichean
     ("FAKE") keen man womanizing,
faux nymphomaniac wannabe,
     I cone only scream about...

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It's true that pork 'n' beans have
chunks that are winning

And Indian spiced pumpkin
sets your heart spinning

Pho bo's delightful, cod soup's disarming
jjamppong, French lentil --charming

Japanese dashi, vichyssoise's sweet
tater soup's smashing, pozole's a treat

Bread and butter with...

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It was said I was born of quenched love,
almost vanquished by a storm along
the Red Sea in a  din of gray  November.
Wandering around  dunes, a Maiden
kind housed me comfortably--
O she, laughing among...

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Violins plucking strings
of horsehair, satin ribbons
violet violate a dark
foresaken world
like a beautiful dream 
romance unravels 
the sweet pain 
comes undone
then those wild horses
dance macabre neck-to-neck
racing all the way home 
for want of a better country,...

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Balzac is beading,
Robespierre is reading,
Introversion I am needing,
Reflections I am heeding,
In old bat cave central,
Like an ancient Sybil, hypothetical,
Wisdom is supposed to come with age,
As Balzac turns his own page,
Why am I more religious than...

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This frail squint eyed woman
She wears the crown
She goes around town
Her hair matted and coiled
like entrails.

Pass her on
She’s your brother’s hand-me-downs.

This dark-skinned immigrant 
from an old barren distant land
feeds on this town’s useless information. 

She...

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*wise Sybil crystal gazes
tracking fortune shaped by stars
magical readings drift by…
her veiled head surprised

for what has yet to happen,
in my moonstruck gaze she peeps
bound by heavenly crown’s glow…
message in my eyes

“aligned souls more strung...

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THE SIBYL

If sometimes I have waited on your word,
Do not forget there is an empire
Out to the east, where freedom is muffled,
Where the autonomous cry, the great discovery

Of a soul to itself, is labelled treason;
Tied...

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