Long Walt Poems

"Artificial Iris"


Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere;
the dream was eerily familiar, 
the words and their meanings, read in Syntax,
once read between pages of hardcopy in school 
were aptly ignored - 

however, 
our Overlords were...

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Part I

Rock n Roll came through the slave trade
The Hippies and Moonies said “We’ve got it made”
“Rock n Roll sounds came from the jungle” [Lennon said]
The blues helped through the struggle
The rhythm and the movements...

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Pardon any absent adulation, bequeathed capitulation, devoted dedication, indiscretion, blabbering peroration, improper salutation or any unintended vexation if this unknown earthling sent a nearly identical message. He over-looked a small number of errors and hoped...

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It was a bitter morning, the ground hotter upon my flesh
I kneeled at the center of the pit on the twentieth day,
Remembering a tune sung so long ago,
A great song grieving for the incessant wars...

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Jim Daley and Joe McCarthy had something in common. They died at 80 going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Walt O'Brien, their protege, found this out when he called the homes...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment 
to acknowledge...

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Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love

(  “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them” – George Eliot.)

Deep in newly disturbed soil, lies my true love
'neath a canopy...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TWENTYEIGHTH LEGAL (Part One) by T. Wignesan
 
N.B. If any one is interested in reading the continuation of the extracts of letters that Eric Mottram wrote from America during 1965-66 to...

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"Invisible"



Trapped
within 
4 Walls 
A ghost 

escapes
it's prison 
through 
unlocked door

beyond
freefall
a bird
now soars

The Ocean 
calls the wild
Sargasso in
Me

Rochester’s 
Mirage 
ecstatic 
Bacchae
 
Maenad 
possessed 
submerged
Blue-Green

(Ladylabyrinth/2020)
for my daughter, 
Georgia






“Come Near Me” / Massive Attack – Ghost Poet
https://youtu.be/KY0TZQTwwbk






“There is...

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......define the moment or the moment will define you....
      
                    Quote...

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EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT NOBODY KNOWS

The Paleolithic Era was a long time ago. 
It consisted of a few years in a row. 
That's pretty standard as eras go.
I don't know what happened,
but there's one thing I...

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are you free, humanity, by power of love 
or in chain by love of power or by lack of it? 

a student of The School of Resentment asks…

back in time,
at such dominant spaces  
called...

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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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Walter Branham, a retired teacher, and his wife Victoria went to Applebee’s, the chain restaurant, for lunch one day last week. First time they had gone there. Usually they go to an ethnic restaurant but...

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one day as a boy, I went down to the sea
clambered o'er rocks way out to the bluff
stopping to search in a tide pool for shells
senses awakened by strong, briny smells
warming, the zephyr was gentle...

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Old City Park I went last night,
Admission price, it's outta sight,
Night it was the weather was cold,
Many were there young and the old,
Hotel, office, homes to go through,
Better walk fast else you turn blue,
With Walt,...

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Call me mad if you must
But please first hear me out
I just got back from the Cryogenics lab
And guess who's head I picked from the crowd

If your thinking Jimmy Hoffa
No, he's somewhere deep asleep in...

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( Based on the animated musical produced by Walt Disney 
based on the fairytale written by Charles Perrault.)
 
"Hello Cinderella, how are you ?
I am very happy and still in love,
the Prince is kind and...

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"Petrichor "



Two minds 
have made an entrance
magnetic bodies electric
minions babble 
it’s just wasted white noise
sandpaper against back stories hit
The Wall of Wasted Time
He’s read most between the lines
He’s all hard hot and cool
unruffled piercing eagle...

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Marvelous mitzvah "munchkin" minted

Thy eldest daughter Eden Liat
treasured more'n a pearl
(otherwise known as Rapunzel)...
donated cut hair to charity - you go girl,
ha, whereat your fine brunette locks of love

will be repurposed into wigs for kids,
and...

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When  people comment  
on the style or way 
I write and the words 
I use to express and convey 
my thoughts and views.
I tend to stop and ponder 
my road less traveled ....

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Eating alphabet soup with a straw so you can play Scrabble with the leftovers
Lyrics from an obscure band is music to your ears
Shaving off the November scruff that was plastered on your face
Nightmares are less...

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 "And you, O my Soul, where you stand,
Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing - 
seeking the spheres, to connect them;
Till the bridge, you will need, be formed - 
till the...

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Every time  I read Pessoa I think
I'm better than he is
Salutations to Fernando Pessoa-Alan Ginsberg
 
 Me, the monocled one, with my foppish belted waistcoat, 
I'm not unworthy of you, Walt, 
I'm not unworthy...

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1. You walk around all day trying to think of unusual words that rhyme and new things to say.

2. You spend too much time online or in bookstores looking for poetry and other books that...

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