Long Verbose Poems

HEROES

Near somber guards, units of children heap 
dead leaves, naive to any else fallen.
Friend, you chuckle, but your posture speaks
of duty on this day of contradictions.

Firefighters bow heads in silent paean, 
while polished trucks stand...

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A Flirtation With Love (Parts 1, 2, & 3 finis)
#1 Sue's Legacy (Has A Home In My Heart)

Sure, each touch that enjoins us to life has Love's sparks,
one less photon (warms retina), dies but informs
that...

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We have gone to the Kruger Park, and are now back,
All roads there are paved,
But for adventure, you can drive along very doable
Sand roads, the crocodile river runs parallel to
These sand roads and if you...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign.

I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we had...

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Could I entertain your intellectual osseous matter                            ...

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The faded afterglow of a life passing through mid-age is also wrapped with an expected pattern of probable uncertainties. The moments that can ignite true spark, are not numerous, neither are those absent. The known...

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‘If not for you ‘Bri' I might have hated all men'
Sobering words my ‘little sis' said to me, 
But just where it happened, or even when, 
Is a window through which I can't see.

I know...

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Alpha Bet Cap Cha

Just twenty six letters of the english language to whit
twisted in various & sundry combinations pit
this bull dog of a canonical wordsmith with true grit
to craft bone a fide filigreed grammatical parts...

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Where would the wordsmith's of this world be, without its readers? Is what one of my commentator' informed me?  I am able to answer the inquiry quite clearly, "nowhere at all."  Without their...

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I've never been a coward
I've never been named Howard
I'm not a doctor but I'm like a doctor
Struggling with patience
And I hate this and how I debate this
Delete this, delete that
Like I delete fat off my...

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My daughter was 9 yrs old when my wife and I first separated.  I tried to get custody; was 
granted joint custody, but the children would physically remain living with their mother.
My career took...

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From the heart of green naïve village
surrounded by corps field, mosque, ponds, 
ancestral grave yard, school, college, 
madrasah (islamic school) etc he is

brothers, sisters with parents, a beautiful family 
with relatives, neighbors he had

learned person...

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Every word, sentence and paragraph has three main components.  Each one has a beginning, a middle, and an ending.  On All Poetry there are two groups specializing in brevity.  Pure brevity and...

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"The Fresh Blooding of a Sexton Grin"



Guns ...

are for p*ssies
you know, short for 
pussilanimous plural

Words …

are sharper 
more cutting
more lethal 

clean 
concise 
quill slicing the lucid flow

you can taste the blood
as you turn them 
twist...

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With every gust of wind, secret taboo,
secreting a web a cocooned prison 
of liquid knowing, flowing,
emulsifying impossibly old and new.
In the beyond of the known, stair-stepped, 
desert bone flashed into 
your consciousness a confident cajoling.
To...

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Before presidents and attorneys got hold of it,
and back before theologians were even a glint in the Golden GodHead's eye,

Prayer, silent or verbose,
was filled with reminders and gratitude to ourselves
and for and from others,
with pleas...

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I’m calling the Suicide Hotline, 
This sad Cowboy poetry is getting me down, 
I’m looking for a happy thought, 
But one just can’t be found. 

   I’ve got a case of Cowboy Melancholy,...

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Look
Just take a page out of my book
Call me Captain Hook
Because my hooks have you hooked
And don't you dare give me that look
You know you looked
Call me a spook
Because they dropped a nuke
Now I'm a...

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She was looking into her album.

Perhaps, She would write a story for herself. 
A moment for a little adventure.
Reality is a platform to live and breathe. 
And imagination is a doorway to relief.
She needed relief,...

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Image: Cloud Fantasy, by Susan Lawrence

On spring's green carpet I repose, revitalizing the soul
passing slow minutes pondering the sky

The lake whispers a morning meditation
as memories abound of cloud fantasies
a thousand ships of condensation dreams

Assorted sizes,...

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Right now There are millions of words that can describe the difference between you and i/ in fact it's bout the same as many times as I thought of dying/ it's not something I'm of...

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Eloquence of speech does not garner satisfaction
being verbose, at most, only proves to show ones higher learning
but to have a higher yearning for something thats burning
inside with a rage that cant be circumvented
its unrelenting
the way...

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Brothers Levi, Jordan, Matthews, Joe and Jedden, 
You were sheer shocked as did Sister Hussein
That even this day we can still adjure, argue, advocate,
And advance active activism for the rule of law stolen,
As did Dr...

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Almost always, as additional allurements arrive, ask as a Being...
 By better borne behests become best Causes ?
  Can causes create concise concepts Diligently ?
   Do doers do decidedly dumb doldrums Ever...

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Words can be like a Trainwreck
Headed nowhere and everywhere all at once
They can appear to be traveling somewhere
But it is a destination that they lack.

Words that earlier and previously
Seemed to have been on track
Can be...

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