Long Veneers Poems

The Empirical Veneers of Decency and Acceptance

It’s funny how perceived intelligence 
Is not necessarily a measure of true smarts 
How the genius, the barrister and the eloquent 
Can miss the point from the very start...

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So many faces moved through the desks in my classroom
                   sitting uncomfortably at first
   ...

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I’m really not a jealous person. I am happy for those who are fortunate in life.  If I see a lady who has a beautiful family that loves her, I am happy for her....

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I felt ashamed when I realized that, in fact,
Life is a masquerade party, where I stood without a mask,
I wandered with my uncovered face beneath the chandeliers,
Among specters and shadows hiding their secrets under false...

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by Michaelw1two

Antilegomena, a direct transliteration from the Greek, refers to written texts whose authenticity or value is disputed


Exclusion, the reasoned gist, of this nation’s present trends,
revised, reworked, reworded, towards what particular ends;
enticingly so, provision’s rend,...

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The horsemen have arrived     on their menacing 
              mares.         ...

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Angels and demons have fought inside my warring mind,
Battling between light and shadows in a penumbral bind.

Coruscating clashes of such a photon fury,
Divided myself into two, one calm, one worried.

Eight long years since I've tried...

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If streams of my dreams should screech to a halt
Inside a smart heart gone stone cold
Enabling losses, mosses and tosses to unleash the thunderbolt
That with no iota of care clinches and pinches my gold

In addition...

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I cannot, will not, do not suffer fools gladly
especially those dolts that are not capable of recognising or realising
the plummeting depths of their own unfathomable foolishness!

It is believed that charity should begin at home, or...

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The horsemen have arrived on their menacing mares,
Whose stiletto-hoofed horseshoes click-clack on an achromatic static; 
Silent staccatos inside an ultraviolet light.

As vidalian-dampened eyes drip viridian veneers before the mounted steeds,
And embrocations of nuclear infernos' fumes...

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the light chiffon veneers of winter's face
          slow-deliquesce as rangy shadows wane
              ...

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She is a warrior more fierce than you can comprehend
With every day she prepares for the wars waged as the battle drums ascend
Her Armour thickened by the double edged sword of the enemy
Her eyes a...

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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) 
I am never without it..."  E.E. Cummings


The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with color,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints...

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Geraldine and Lampert, frogs
Rendez-vous'd at dawn, in swamp
Bathing in the warming current
They concur: We must tell stories!

To themselves: ("I'll make one up!")

Geraldine found first a bonmot:
"Last rehearsal, my dear Lampert
Scaled in volume, fortissimo!,
I achieved the...

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Woe betide lower men who fickle facades embrace
And wit’s hard-won gold for shifting dross exchange; 
Dubbing avarice-sired glosses exquisite gems pure,
With obscuring eyes decimating solid worth's range.

With their own ears they cannot first-hand hear,
And gauge...

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* For Jessica Alba ... and the splendor of her smile. *


Oh, the enigma of her face ...
    Its melting mysteries and moody veneers
     When sad, like a...

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It’s so hard to start
It’s so hard to finish
It feels as if all that you've accomplished will someday be diminished 
And it won’t matter if you become somebody some day
Because someone will easily take your...

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There are children, O so sweet,
Playing hopscotch in the street,
Figures of worth and substance,
Priceless gems of innocence.

Playing is their daytime work,
Chores they must not ever shirk,
Reads to build literacy,
Studies that steer legacy.

Should be sheltered from...

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oh, heaven …

the enigma of her face ...
its melting mysteries and moody veneers -
when shadowy and despondent
like a brumal, aching, mist-muddled beach
wild tresses framing it
like a surf-swept seaweed
sandy spindrift
left tossed by her squall
then …
the haze...

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Leaning by the window, I see countless faces in the crowd,
A milieu of looks grim, tense,relaxing, carefree, head bowed;
Walking swiftly those fasciae of humanity in its varied motions,
The mixed faces, cloaked in stiff guises of...

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Stuffed heads on imposing walls
beady glass eyes, glare.
The house is stuffed with horns,
tusks, fangs, and jowls.
Many a taxidermic glower,
gazes down,
with a moth-farmed visage.

Slaughtered beast
hang heavily from high mounts.
Teddy Roosevelt’s elephant gun
leans against a hollow elephant...

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Rational men among us state plainly 
- that no ghosts walk among us.
But they haven’t really searched the shadows,
or smelled the sweet musk-roses you wore
when wind-chimes twinkle like your laugh.

If ghosts haunt, then spirits linger....

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I write upon so many things- but memories,
at rest within, oft surface neath veneers-
and happily, I've earned my share-
now in my eighth decade.
So from down deep, I reap emotions they still hold-
transform them into worded...

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I hear cheering chimes pealing far, 
Beyond travails' veneers which blur
Tomorrow's rainbow scenes' glare; 
Robing in glooms fine seasons fair. 

Which wise to thank knows not I
As gold-dew greets from the sky, 
Ushering in fresh...

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Soles should wear cuts of brokenness
From steps taken back
But moulds do not hold shape
Granules part to save.

Salvage what's left of the wreck
No, the oasis did not drown it all
Or maybe the waves were held back
By...

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