Long Terminus Poems

An anticlimactic sexual event...

with Barb Black née Beebee
to help set the ghost
of little Willy Brandt free
(a non German, but germane fellow  
courtesy Craigslist classified
personals of mine invitee
she replied, I took liberty
to Google her first...

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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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Heaven

I’ve began to envision the realm of dreams, where your weight is in the presence of the stars that gilsen oh so bright,
Such a rocky start to how this began, with mustard size faith clenched...

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Word from dream, the act of becoming, then woman
From Eve to Anat, the rib dribbled on the sand
Love and worship from dust of conviction life's promise claimed
And we from altar to grave turned, wounded and...

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(following on figurative heals 
   sans, l'amour, 
i.e.,and that bastard conception 
   of life, liberty, and the
pursuit by George - Marshall ling, Grant 
   ting, and Bing Frank.)

Expectant motherhood...

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BACK STORY
Me and my dad used to work as a team on the Trolley Buses for Manchester Corporation, out of the Hyde Road Depot. Dad drove, and I was his offsider, collecting fares, and keeping...

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My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound left and right for places I don’t understand. 

One is...

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I am not a blank slate to score upon again
Yet there is this gap, this hollow place
That wants a name. I search for it in vain
The alien presence of eyes, and of face
Nothing comes back...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta by T. Wignesan

3. Dolores Huerta

aucun coq n’y annonce la reveille:
les étudiants et les dirigeants des travailleurs 
font partie du piquet de grève contre les...

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The things I've been, the things I have been, the things I am, things I'm to be,
a symbol so dark, a sign so brite, a mark of the heart,
shadow of the soul,
rind of mind,
as the...

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As if in a decades long
     somnambulant trance
     for majority of years
     I finally awoke,
three score minus
     one orbitz...

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Last Trains at the End of an Echo
by Sy Roth

The Conestoga wagons littered the wasteland with their spiny bones
            in search of the comfort...

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Perception is troubling everyone,
Everyone is being disturbed by an ego,
And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life,
We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone.
The...

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"Nothing my hide from the hidden."

                             ...

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You gaudy stars do not get giddy when I grieve
Nor wrest through clouds to melt this darkness
That so befits what logics to your destiny weave
For all dreams, and all theories prove finiteness
Where death draws the...

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You were my longest journey ... and I never left home
The terminus changed, ever - roads twisting to fit your desires
And in those passages, the courses and quests that measured ... us
I, the ONLY I,...

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The Seat by the Toilet - Rob Barratt(rbarratt@cooptel.net)
Yes, the seat by the toilet’s
The best by a mile; it’s
The only seat in which to sit
In the seat by the loo 
You’ve a wonderful view 
Of the...

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expectant motherhood 
   doth generate aurorean
glowing halo, inducing 
   jubilant kickstarter lil bean, 

administering capitalone 
   earthlinked joyful lyft, 
   natural pheromone readying cerulean
tommorrow, venerated x2c gleam
zinging...

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I sat looking out my window, the same window 

I had been looking out for thirty years. It was 

12”X32” and very limited as to scenery; however, 

it had been my only view of the...

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The first cut 
of roses 
are in bloom 
and I will 
see them soon, 
very soon. 

They float 
in a bowl 
of Arctic ice-flow; 
regarded highly 
by the local Wal-Mart 
feng shui 
masters. 

Made to...

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i wander these winter beaches 
where autumn's storms
have removed the footfalls of summer
believing in spring

here i am alone listening
to the waves mellifluously remind
yet never recalling
floating the river Lethe
alone where the frigates soar above
pelicans traversing the...

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the coastal train began to slow
as two tracks merged together
it stopped at the end of a single line
in freezing winter weather.

the arrow on the 'way out' sign
led me through a covered hall
but my ticket proving...

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 I set out on a long journey by train 
That spans from end to end
Out through the window flashed past 
Assorted scenes one by one
Sky scrapers and mud hovels, 
Steaming cities and peaceful hamlets,

Row...

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(for Michael Jackson and Karen Carpenter)

Dear my other one by the Gemini,

Shadows are a planet.
	We live as shadows.
Therefore, we’re a planet. Love,
when striving for stars, it’s what we chose.
Winter charities and harsh summers solve

its problems...

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Two days gone now
I write post priori and empirical
My life's purpose, and analytical
All love's solemn vow
For I too love the day of my birth
I too seek from life a noble worth

Was that innocense 
Alone, a...

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