Long Turbid Poems
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Dante's Divine Comedy Iii Canto Translation
“Through me you enter the city of woe
Trough me you enter the eternal pain
Through me you go to people lost below.
Justice inspired my highest factor reign;
I was created by act of divine,
Supreme wisdom and the...
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Categories:
turbid, fantasy,
Form:
Terza Rima
Inferiority Complex As a Kid, Adolescent and Emerging Adult
Inferiority complex as a kid, adolescent and emerging adult
Yours truly (an amazingly,
gracefully, and markedly modest
passively aging baby boomer -
formerly introverted long haired
pencil necked geek),
prattling wordsmith doth behold
nostalgic memories regarding father
(Boyce Brandon Harris)
long ago lapsed decades
during...
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Categories:
turbid, 11th grade, 12th grade, 1st grade, 2nd
Form:
Rhyme
love’s last press
silly dream …
but it’s mine nonetheless
wait …
wait for it …
I’ll wait for it now and ever
to feel that press
the press of sweet tenderness
that melting mouth that met mine all
those aching moonrises ago
the first - a...
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Categories:
turbid, analogy, death, love, passion,
Form:
Free verse
Canto Xxiv Dante's Hell Translation Part 2
“For other answer”, told, “ I cannot lean
Than do it, because to honest question
Must follow action, with no word between”.
We dropped down the bridge with its progression
Where following it is reached the eighth bank,
Then I...
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Categories:
turbid, fantasy,
Form:
Terza Rima
The Longest Journey
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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Categories:
turbid, spiritual,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Have we seen God
Is not God a concept, till we see Him?
How will memorising scriptures assist?
Conditioned beliefs make our soul’s light dim.
Love alone is real and that’s life’s gist.
A Hindu believes God takes many forms,
whilst for a Christian,...
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Categories:
turbid, god, spiritual,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets
Soul Stance River - 19
Through April and May not a single Indian has been noticed
along all the serpentine bends of this rambunctious river,
however I feel we are being espied by a jealous warparty
immortal in it's protection of this pristine...
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Categories:
turbid, adventure,
Form:
Epic
Judgement
Listen to the wind as it crashes into the towns and villages and downs mighty trees,
Stand still, let it blow until you nearly fall, face its anger and lean into the cold wind,
It brings snow...
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Categories:
turbid, fear, old, hate, old, sorry, universe,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Interstellar Reverie
Sipping aromatic coffee on my duty break
I glanced beyond the hazy vapors
outside toward the isolated runway;
under moonlit sky giant aircraft at standstill.
Despondent like me they seemed outside,
Inside my zestful mind seemed free,
While I wondered...
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Categories:
turbid, adventure, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Happy just as I am
Pleased playing flute upon a riverbank,
He hardly saw the king's man approaching,
E’en closer as he came to show his rank:
I’m here with a message, a note from king.
Among fortunate few ye...
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Categories:
turbid, happiness, power,
Form:
Narrative
Odyssey From Africa 3a
CHAPTER 3 The River
While they paused to rest a moment
Han gazed suddenly behind them
To the south a long way distant
Faintly rose a hazy ribbon
From the grassland; Han spoke quietly,
"Loved ones, we are...
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Categories:
turbid, adventure, africa, fantasy, history, humanity, mythology, science,
Form:
Narrative
Lost Forever
Ask the fingers holding
...
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Categories:
turbid, depression, feelings, heartbroken, psychological, race, sad, youth,
Form:
Free verse
We Walk Alone
From birth to death, each of us walks alone,
in as a narrative we wish to feel,
thus as we embrace, release and atone,
we rely on God’s love and light to heal.
In a subject-object relationship,
we believe ourself...
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Categories:
turbid, spiritual,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets
The Red Rabbit
Across from this municipality by the bay
I silently stand here
Looking deeply upon the open waters
Currents that make there way
Beyond the moon reflecting tide
The colourful lights....
Stillness drowns, the sounds all around
What a pretty montage, the skyline...
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Categories:
turbid, life
Form:
I do not know?
Seijaku
Broken promises churn my heart,
like what the desert whirlwind does
to the desolate dunes.
I can’t calm down my twirling turbulence,
pent-up rage shatters the shield of forbearance,
turns me into discarded debris of indignity...
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Categories:
turbid, analogy, angst, home, life, peace, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
The Red Rabbit
Across from this municipality by the bay
I silently stand here
Looking deeply upon the open waters
Currents that make there way
Beyond the moon reflecting tide
The colourful lights....
Stillness drowns, the sounds all around
What a pretty montage, the skyline...
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Categories:
turbid, life,
Form:
I do not know?
The Dogwood
The blood and lapis daylight sets
in ether. How the mind resets
brutality of winter chill
with February's codicil;
what gossamer a dream begets.
I hear the crickets in the dark,
their clicking takes up where the lark
has been. The flagrant...
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Categories:
turbid, dream, imagery, nature, tree,
Form:
Quintilla
Ashtavakra Gita Verses 3:07, 3:13, 3:14
3.07
“Strange that knowing lust
as an enemy of knowledge,
one so weak and nearing death
should still crave sensual pleasure”
3.13
“Why should a person of steady mind,
who sees the nothingness of objects,
prefer one thing to another?”
3.14
“He...
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Categories:
turbid, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Escaping the Medusa
This Medusa had no power to turn us into stone
but when she ran aground over Poseidon's throne
his anger stirred, and into the sea the crew was flung.
On a raft urgently built of salvaged timbers we...
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Categories:
turbid, death, sea,
Form:
Narrative
Don'T Stall a Hallowed Harvest
A little smile delights my soul
A little money appreciates my life
A little love achieves my goal
A little care flatters my wife
Strengthening my resolve to perform better
Duties and responsibilities I bear
In my role as family...
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Categories:
turbid, poems,
Form:
Free verse
Ego - Persona Non Grata
Pre-puberty years
Playful innocence
Warm ready embrace
Quarrels, aberrations
Rapidly erased
An uncluttered mind
Open, forgiving heart
Reborn each morn anew
Growing up, ego manifests
Taught to be street smart
Testosterone levels high
Feral instincts prevail
In the game of one-upmanship
Need to win...
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Categories:
turbid, life, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
In the labyrinth of memory, shadows dance on the walls of recollection, whispering untold stories
In the labyrinth of memory, shadows dance on the walls of recollection, whispering untold stories,
And I, an eternal child, wander through the corridors of time, seeking answers in the eyes of those who raised me.
They,...
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Categories:
turbid, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Love me in a world of translucent dreams
Love me in a world of translucent dreams,
where shadows weave their tales under a trembling moonlight,
in the silence of the night within hidden forests.
The echo fades, sad and enchanted, beyond time,
somewhere in the universe, the...
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Categories:
turbid, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
The Red Rabbit
Across from this municipality by the bay
I silently stand here
Looking deeply upon the open waters
Currents that make there way
Beyond the moon reflecting tide
The colourful lights....
Stillness drowns, the sounds all around
What a pretty montage, the skyline...
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Categories:
turbid, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form:
I do not know?
The Red Rabbit
Across from this municipality by the bay
I silently stand here
Looking deeply upon the open waters
Currents that make there way
Beyond the moon reflecting tide
The colourful lights....
Stillness drowns, the sounds all around
What a pretty montage, the skyline...
Read More
Categories:
turbid, art,
Form:
I do not know?