Long Toledo Poems

Zorba was a friend of mine
momentum of lunacy shine
insane shrieking lunacy
to venture to an exotic island.
Let's be free; snip the strap.

sardonic heart phratry man
Shamans are ritzy ladies!
at the maximum load level
a stampede of race cars
Eternity...

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Here in Toledo
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GOING     BACK



It  was not an endearing place, a storybook place
With little cottages and
Loaded fruit trees from which apples could be casually filched, 
Nor were there  sparkling streams for pushing...

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Here I am
with all my bags scattered at your feet.

The train roars away, miles away.
With smoke piling out of it and no trace of me.

Had a nightmare last night
that I left you behind
hit me with...

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There is a place so beautiful I'd love to see again.
My dream vacation started in Madrid, in central Spain.
How I long to stroll again down by Retiro Lake
and see El Prado art museum. Then for...

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Merciful Deceased Mother - Father T'will See Thee Anon

Atheism underscores bedrock
schema Holy Toledo
encompassing mine secular humanistic credo
simultaneously tricking elusive illusion, sans
supernal radiant quintessence

blasting damn ming the torpedo
didst alight kindle linkedin skepticism,
asper this son kissed faith...

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WINDOW SEAT

Sitting beside him in the window seat as they
taxied for take-off at the end of the day, she was
nubile and pretty, as young as his daughter, nearly
perfect in the way of a late-autumn sunset...

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There is a state of mind known as woebegone
In which one feels like an addict on methadone
The more one tries to feel upbeat
The more one suffers mental defeat
And the mind plays on like a gramophone.
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The...

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Grief stricken, his eyes full of sighs,
The picture shows when the boy cries,

The sweet boy shows no touch of joy.
This is the story behind the destruction of this boy.

It is told his loved ones died...

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THE LIGHT HOUSE

The shimmering white beacon off the shores
Of Marble-head, let it's flickering light shine again,
In restorations amber glow of hope.
For are we not the custodians of our own history.
Allow us to relight the spark,...

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None other state can stake the claim
That Texas has to worldwide fame
No where else would ever be the same

It’s people are the proudest, yet
The truest hearts you can bet
Life is as good as it can...

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“New Life”
according to the power that worketh within you
 
I was the streets bait
The hustles mate
And my addictions degrade
Now #89451 Im writing, reading and flipping through my own book of life pages
Although withholding my dreams...

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(after Théophile Gautier)

Carmen is sleek and slender, with a trace 
of gypsy swarthiness around her eyes. 
That sinister black hair engulfs her face. 
There's something hellish in those slick brown thighs. 

When women look at...

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WHAT’S IN A NAME  ?


Who can ever define  what they really are? I‘m   . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . a….?
Even God wasn’t...

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My heart beating is alive hitherto
my lung breathing is hitherto
my eyes hitherto facing the queen
of myself thy love IS don . . .  
    — ( thank thou by blessing creator)
But,...

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THRUST AND SLASH

A sword in a scabbard, hung from the belt
For the Teutonic Knights, it costs much geld
Heated and tempered but it does not melt
Most blades are l straight and double sided
Easy to draw as...

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Sometimes you say words that hurt me
sometimes you don't deserve me
and you often make me cry

but you are Home
you are Home
you...are...Home

When I've lost all my fight 
and I've got no more left to give
its you...

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Do you remember the days when handshakes were standard?
Hugs and embraces were reserved for 'that something special'.
Although I am not aware of such, I suspect there has been some
study about 'the embrace's rise'. There has...

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when i was a lad about thirteen twas the prettiest town you,ve ever seen
you could go downtown late at night and see the shimmer of glimmering lights
that was a long long time ago the lights...

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It not upon of mythic attention 
                  It nature availability at blowouts 
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While I’d a daytime dream, justly dream
by mingles shadow the tree
as teeming fallow large branches
composed whole form mingles means
over hours I slept so fresh
And coolness was an inn wish dream.
up woken by, still daytime sun
mirthful...

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THE SOUND OF TOWNS


Announcing  my address in Gateshead
Usually started me feeling half dead.
The flames crackled as the Detroit  River  burned to Toledo
While my soft guitar chords echoed over  Rio de Janeiro.
But...

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Cowtown Pride

So you spent Christmas in old Dubai,
And took your picture at the Taj Mahal,
You can’t begin to one-up me,
For I have been to Bass Hall.

I’ve heard your tales of lovely Paree,
How you bought gold...

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