Long Take shape Poems

Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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Immortal Al, the poet. 
Yes, and don’t he know it 
And forget me not, his imaginary friend, Mortal Lee, that’s me! 
He has a Masters in Authorship. Me, his penmanship. 
He’s not just any or...

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After drenching biblical rainfall...
verdant green acres covered the planet of the apes
like a petticoat junction
donning barrel of skinny dipping monkeys.

Once drought stricken vast landscape
far as the eye could see
suddenly flush with promise
of budding new shoots
and...

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"The Void"
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In the silent depths of my mind, I ponder what defines a fulfilled life,
Is it a path paved with discipline or perhaps a labyrinth of unbound pleasure?
Maybe the truth hides in the time spent with...

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I bury my face in my hands to cover the shame because everything was not the same, the spectacular air parade was blocked from the balcony and trooping the colors were searching for their destiny.

The...

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Blind man
Feeling anothers thoughts by touching his hands;
Can you tell who I am by my darker shades that follow the cracked, dry lines of your palms? Do you see what I hide from everyone else...

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Under the veil of eternal shadow, sown with lost dreams,
It’s no use closing your eyes, you must keep them open in the dark,
This is my creed, I’m not speaking of sleep,
I’m speaking of what I...

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>That  Eurovision song contest.

Me telly was on the blink.
Into an early sleep. 
I drugged did sink.
Medical ones I mean.
Not what all of you, just did think.

But looking at the points.
GB did not get.
I think...

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We will truly only see this life when looking at it from the next.

You will only truly feel this poem
when you see through the poorly
written text.

There are things unseen, between
the lines of shadows and light.
Creeping...

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Elements of Poetry(Written Word)

Through the written word, 
we transcend our bounds, 
And touch the hearts
 and minds of those around, 
We leave our mark,
 our legacy to share, 
And in the silence, 
our words remain...

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I could see, feel, and hear it.  The fragrance was of an arresting aroma.                    ...

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Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Seem to form alone, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design by men                  ...

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A Self-Tutoring Translation of RIMBAUD's Final Version " Vowels " in Contemporary Terms

(" Vowels " (final version, without the definite article, with the poet's corrections)  in RIMBAUD Œuvres complètes. Ed. by Pierre Brunel. Paris...

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Translation of Marcel Moreau's " Je t'écris " by T. Wignesan

I WRITE TO YOU

I choose green ink to write to you
For Love does not prescribe any one hue
In the hope you might take shape
When desire...

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First borne kin of me loin, why just like yesterday 
Unbeknownst to this then unpracticed dada how tempus fugit 
   Will in a brief flash (like time lapse photography) steal a way
Thine eldest...

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          O, elusive muse, mysterious and profound bruise,
you bewitch my soul, never to be found in the way of former use.
In your...

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I was rather informed on definitions but on time frames, not so much.                      ...

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SOLDIER OF BATTLES..    Steve Hudson

It started, in silence, in infancy; the eyes look beyond the darkness
To understand the sounds of rage, echoes of misunderstanding,
The beginnings of normalcy wrought with disturbance,
Bereavement for the...

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Ferret Legging
You never know what you’ll find on the net
Nothing much surprises me there and yet
I found a sport that takes no native skill
Just a strong pair of pants and a real strong will
Competitors’ trousers...

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Home
Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Form, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design, become cities 
Drawn down the street, concrete solid
Buildings line up one by one
In the calm one structure at a time evolves
There on the...

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Skylights warn and warm where acorns drip. The slight angle of acidity in the air can be measured accurately with a ruler or the nib of a ball point pen. Ball point pens are not...

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INT. SCENE 1 – THE AWAKENING – DAY
FADE IN:

It was born in a test tube,
Twitching organic mass, form skewed.
They fed it chaos and it grew.
More tests ordered. More data due.

They poked it daily for a...

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I am standing behind You, 
alone tonight…
Watching You,
Create me.
Unable to quiet my racing thoughts	
From new fears, this perspective has brought.

As I image You – standing there, 
Scratching Your hair,
Speaking my soul into being. 
I am...

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The night falls, a darkened sky,
Stars glitter at me… every second, every time.
From the eastern side of my island, we see an eye—
A bright, round, dark-yellow eye,
Peeking from beneath the calm, dark ocean blue,
Yawning, as...

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