Long Tuneful Poems

I loved my job as a librarian, and today I was walking to work,
In the warmth of a summer morning, when golden butterflies lurk.

I had some extra time, and it happens I took the scenic...

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I was once something of a pessimist, and that fact did not concern me,
As violet birds are content, to spend their nights in different trees.

Still I had a happy and quiet existence, or at least...

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A midnight shriek or sudden bang
Disrupts the thread of tales,
Entangled in unconscious mind
With sounds of lashing flails.

Wherefrom it comes, whither it goes?
I threw my eyes up there,
The eerie void soon called me up
To trudge down...

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As my old eyes search for the setting sun,
My mind is at work,
Mending the million fragmented memories.
The long arm of my mind,
Retrieves the first dusty diary,
from the tallest of shelves.
Now ninety years have passed,
My ...

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I was an experienced astronomer, with bright eyes ever turned to the stars,
As the mysterious, intelligent aliens, might in their turn, be looking to ours.

Space had always held fascination for me, with wonders of worlds...

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I was a fashionable horticulturist, for elegant flowers keep eternally in style,
Like the saffron sun, coming and going, always causing dark skies to smile.

Plants were a jade preoccupation, long before glad days of my rosy...

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“When there’s Summer rain, have no regrets.
  It isn’t raining rain, it’s raining violets.
  When you see clouds upon the hill,
You really see crowds of daffodils” – B.G.DeSilva

Tiny droplets snatched by the parched...

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I was a happy fruit farmer, growing delicious, healthy fruits for consumption.
Since we'd bought the farm ten years prior, all the family lent to its function.

It was a large, productive farm, and we ran it...

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Norah Lynn was ten years old, and dreamed of being a ballet dancer;
Like cherry blossoms, fluttering in breeze, whispering with no answer.

She lived with her parents and sister, Phoebe, in the house upon a hill.
Norah...

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Die Lorelei by Heinrich Heine (1797-1856)- Translated by T. Wignesan
	For Regina von Degenfeld at Waibstadt
	-in respect and unending sufferance-

(Heine, a German Jewish lyrical and satiric poet, journalist and critic,
 settled in Paris from 1831 where...

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"When God given gift is mistaken as self earned power, people become arrogant and arrogance leads to fall"    By Poet.

The crow we see, was once a beautiful bird
Sweet as a lark and...

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One cold night, deep in thought, and curled in fright,
From folklore tales aimed to scare;
My rigid poise froze to a screeching noise
Outside, a voice not like I've heard before, to leave I would not dare
“It’s...

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I shoulda seen it coming, but blind I was with love
Had I been cautious, I could have given it a shove

*	           *   ...

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"Life is a song," I find it intriguing,
how often the roads we journey upon 
allude to lyrics like variant moods of songs.
Some days I endeavor to sing, 
but the words come out all wrong.
Orchestral phrasing...

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Everything around me is so dark,
only the frigid sky shows its hues...
as the cold robin flutters on the sill of my bright window,
to pick up the last breadcrumbs left  by the ragged widow;
and she,...

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I saw the bees 
Take nectar from the trees
Their pollen sacks
Matching the hue
Of a tree I planted
In the autumn dew
Now stands proudly aloft
Shading the pansies
Towering over the forget-me-nots
Then a turn of my head
There I was...

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The sparkling dawn lights up my onyx heart,        
spreads the sunburst spectrum of yearning
in the fervent garden of feeling, blooming with my love, 
designs the facsimile of your...

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‘Tis You’

It’s a tempestuous, wuthering, wuthering day
as I set forth exuberant and merrily on my way.
I pause to hearken to the symphony of sound
as natures harmony plays and swirls all around.
Ignited flaming thoughts to fill...

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Saturday nights at Barney’s
Rowdy Cowboy Honky-Tonk,
Our band sang soulful love songs
That cried while our guitars wailed.
We oozed moods for fresh lovers,
And throbbing hearts on the mend,
Through those timeless tuneful nights
While Gus wiped his rosewood bar.

After...

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Miracle 

It's a long way from Heaven
Such a long way to fall
And the ground is the place
Where things shuffle and crawl 

Where once there was safety
And the comfort of love
Now freedom , it seems
Takes a...

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Climbers and bushes are like sentinels that guard our terrains,
Waterfalls and paths, cascade like snakes gliding on the mountains, 
Our indigenous mansion lounges like a penthouse on the hill,
Amidst echoing rocks, mumbling winds, which chime...

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Drum of  Life

I heard the melodic sounds,
From a wide range along the desert of life.
I'm deafened by the wordily words
Muted by the strange sounds
Just like an earthquake
 It echoed down my heart,
It speaks nothing...

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Drum of  Life

I heard the melodic sounds,
From a wide range along the desert of life.
I'm deafened by the wordily words
Muted by the strange sounds
Just like an earthquake
 It echoed down my heart,
It speaks nothing...

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“A maestro is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.”- 
                   ...

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Gene
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