Long Trysts Poems

Watching wan moonlight
illuminate tree limbs,
my heart also brims,
overflowing with autumn.
—Ono no Komachi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

As I slept in isolation
my desired beloved appeared to me; 
therefore, dreams have become my reality
and consolation. 
—Ono...

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As I slept in isolation
my desired beloved appeared to me; 
therefore, dreams have become my reality
and consolation. 
—Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch

Submit to you—is that what you advise? 
The way the ripples...

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Gone now are the wondrous minds of old,
whose era treasured learning over gold,
And humble were the thoughts and words of these,
who, trothed to truth, would now be left displeased,
by hurried tempers bent on winning wars,
neglectful...

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The victim list keeps growing

But no one really cares

The gristmill claims another one

Keep your hands in and don't stare

Hollywood is the golden land

The eternal silver screen

But many souls are lost here

A lot of greats or...

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(continued)

She wanted me to re-marry, you see, but I never did.
Oh, I had a few trysts, here-and-there,
just to remind myself the plumbing still worked,
but all it REALLY did was remind me
how much more incredible making...

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When In Love's Immense Depths, You Are Truly Cherished
 

Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto that image, its joyous dreaming dreams;
fiery echoes, night trysts and...

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Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto that image, its joyous dreaming dreams;
fiery echoes, night trysts and pleasurable screams!
Love's greatest truth rests in thy bosom and...

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(1.)
Thank I, That Purity Of Heart's Deepest Romantic Trills
(Inspired by verses that came to me, inspired by Nina's blog)

Her soliciting eyes, gift promises of hot flaming Love.
As ruby red, sensual lips offer honey from above
She...

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(1.)
We Were So Blessed, When Our Love Was New

Nevermore softest touch of loving hand
 nevermore, will we together stand!
Forevermore, our sad souls shall deny
 forevermore, lost halls echo our cry!
 
You were my angel, I...

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But a strange change happens
at early nightfall
in those stuffy rooms and halls
and it suddenly becomes clear
all was not as it seemed
old folks transformed
so cunning and keen
sparkling iridescent
playful, plucky, pleasant
flagrantly libertine!

Like children slowly scampering
out of bed...

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My life and my love are the open sea. I do not fear her and she has come to respect this old sailor man. 

Alas, it may be that my life of bliss is only...

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Brutus was always bad
                      But what can you expect from a liasion
  ...

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Sweetheart, Your Lips The Only Honey I Will Taste
A collaboration with Susan Ashley
 
 
Sweetheart, Your Lips The Only Honey I Will Taste


Bright heaven's night skies, in your eyes once were,
agleam they glittered, gems as...

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He was a serial lover.
Like no other.  
His words flowed like smooth swoon song.
Led you away, took you along.
Feelings spun, you lost control.
Dressed to kill, he knew his role. 

Wandering across the night,
He moved...

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Part Two

Till October comes around with its bounty
   The granary stuffed to the full
Lush fruits still pulpy and juicy
   Ripen to a filthy rashes on skin brashness
The greenness of innocence
 ...

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Thanksgiving gobbledygook

The following anecdote baste
upon overactive imagination of mine
in sync with being married
and monogamously living socially chaste
life as a scrupulous anchorite,
whose weather beaten corporeal flesh
plus sabotaged, riddled,
and tuckered psyche effaced
after becoming adequately stuffed,
this turkey (in...

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This Damed Family Man - Sad Commentary

The personal issue asper role
     of fatherhood, I did address
in psycho therapy
     earlier today, particularly dynamics
     between...

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"Sweetheart, your lips the only honey I will taste"..

Bright heaven's night skies, in your eyes once were,
agleam they glittered, gems as you danced free;
my darling, sad you once thought I loved her
oh how that sexy...

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In the office, he smiles so charmingly.
Saying and doing all the right things,
he puts all his female patients completely at ease.
Even the women hard to please return to him,
for he is famous for his bedside...

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Yesterday, I went to an exhibit which showcased the native products of the place where I grew up.  It was held at the entire fifth floor of one of the premier malls of the...

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She could never tell him, the closeness she would miss, his arsenic smile,
Or the way his voice shivered through her, because she knew he didn’t feel the same.
He had never been dishonest with her about...

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No rhyme nor reason why
with yours truly ejaculating
(not prematurely), I utter yippee,
nope no intercourse induced whoopie

upon this... - day three
January two thousand and twenty one
perhaps consummation,
regarding aforesaid euphoric mood
indicative I will become philanthropy

recipient i.e. anonymous...

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Paternal Link Forfeited And Forsaken!

Irreparable father/daughter bond,
particularly with eldest an ache
that reinforces inadequacy,
keeps yours truly awake,
more so now versus

countless years elapsed,
when cherished bond did break
since ample hours prevail,
while said progeny
(i.e. star student) diligently accomplishes,

successful swansong...

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"Blind Man Turns"



Rest easy in my lull, Love

Love 
is not the gentle goodnight, Love

in the beguiling
silence of Lost Lovers' Woods

It is the war we 
all wager

reflections 
in each other

We run from it
We run to it

The...

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Double Rhyming Sonnets, Each A Perfect One Hundred Words

(1.)
Rhyme For Rhyme, Sail Lights Of Deepest Sublime,
A set of double rhyming sonnets

Rhyme for rhyme, poetry's seeking heart yearns
to bring beauty, setting this world ablaze
raging fires- ...

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