Long Tempestuous Poems

Today, catching sight of the mallards
crying over Lake Iware:
Must I too vanish into the clouds?
—Prince Otsu translation by Michael R. Burch  

This world—
to what may we compare it?
To autumn fields
lying darkening at dusk
illuminated by...

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I melt into the plural sky
its rippling tableaus of tomorrow
underneath open light waves 
see-saws the labyrinth
like Delphi tendrils crossing channels 
all the changing faces played
automatic, embedded in misty consort 
with Hyde-Lees and Yeats 
love-crushed oracles
ghostwriting...

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"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping 
dissolved...

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as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to spare) –
with the world on OUR backs... ah! the burdens...

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The World has been playing a game
Oh what a shame
The world has been playing a game
This is insane
Leaders come and leaders go
Leaving me to continue the show
Leaders come and leaders go
Repeating the show of long...

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A Journeyman

Prologue and Epitaph:

I am the fool, the jester, clown, a harlequin, charade, façade of many
shades and colours, mascara over broken fragments, dead and gone

1)	Megalomaniac charlatan, lost in destruction, finding the path, the touch,
the miracle...

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The Truth Of This Magnitude”

Obstinate defiance from an indignant child 
Consummate reliance on the spirit of the Wild 

Intricate compositions of meticulous art 
A syndicate of derision that is waiting to depart 

The honorary commemoration...

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I.
You can always tell by the eyes
When they’re starting to go
You’ll fall for a few of their lies
Before you begin to know
And you will just defy it
(But they know you will never go)

They’ll glide through...

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Waiting waitng...... 
For the all-mighty godot 
godot godot.....I ask myself 
Where are you? 

I have searched the 
tempestuous seas 
I have toiled the arid desert 
All to no avail 
I have defiled timidity into the...

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I was restless all the night,
The demoness softly singing a haunting tune
The Holy Spirit sifted in swirls around me,
And she touched with her claws its essence with strange wonder

I awoke to his songs strong and...

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In the obsidian abyss, I melt, feeling the warmth that embraces me,
Awaiting the flight deep within me, a dream without any hope to measure.
Beside my own self, inseparable in this boundless world,
In an eternity without...

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art inspires me, Van Gogh fascinates me! 
                                 
             ...

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commissioning and attempted escape
“Son of Amittai, to Nineveh, go
And tell them of their great impending woe;
Their evil, like a stench, has come to me.”

But Jonah ran; he traveled down to Joppa.
(Wait, Jonah who? Oh, Amittai’s...

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Insignificant,
My proses are nothing without you-
but scribbles, through and through
I dream a dark weary blur
of letters, a phrases, going by in a flur-
Even that; my thoughts seeming simple
even then it lacks luster given by you-
the...

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"Madame Bovary", a novel by French novelist Gustave Flaubert, in 1856. Flaubert reconstructed a conventional story of adultery into a lasting work of heartfelt humanity. Madame Bovary is considered Flaubert’s masterpiece, and, according to some,...

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Una donna rattristita e velata dal pianto,
guarda verso un mare
piu' squallido di questo invernile mattino: 
rimpiangendo i pensieri dolci
cullati dalla nostalgia di ieri
che non sara' facile dimenticare!

Una nave parte,
si ode il suo rombo...
si infrancono
onde tempestose
sulla...

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Heart, tempestuous and wild
Delights in the dance of contrast
Although knowing it will not last
Frolics about like a playful child

Mother and Father join the play
Name of the game is separation 
Hide and seek, before their union
Foiled...

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“In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” Rumi





"Whypt...

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"Volupte Mysterie" 



Fallen and risen
the volupte She ...

considers 

Her gods
are found
sore and wanting 

a new life 
breathing in 
a new world

she walks 
in dreams 
she sleeps

in as much as
heaven and hell 
exist

here on this Earth
they...

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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to...

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1. To the clear bidding for one, a mug wump it stands
showcasing mouthwatering care but with dirty hands
for trophy, for lust, all in a virulent game
changing faces and smiles and treating them the same
so surrounded...

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So many leaders leading astray on course for what and why
                    Luring monsters and devils in...

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Whispering Angel: Strength of the Babes


		Blubbering baby, newborn to this Earth 
		Tell me why you wail and blubber at birth?
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Could you be afraid of this Earthly Circus?
Well, don’t be afraid and don’t be nervous.
I shall...

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Ah Consuela! Invoking vast vistas for visions of green Spanish eyes,
I discern them again where she left me back then,
                 as we kissed when she parted, my friend.
Through those ruins I tread towards the footlights,...

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I can feel it. 
It’s not quite tangible, 
Just out of reach,
Yet nonetheless real. 
Like a sixth sense on my sixth sense. 
The anticipation hangs in the air, 
The thick, jelly like, immovable air. 
Tempers...

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