Long Warning(a) Poems

The reading of Villon poems at West Berlin’s Free University, Winter Semester 1957-58
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Somewhere beyond the deep young girls are crying out in their sleep. 
Cries that span beyond decades wounding the hearts of weeping mothers 
And breaking the souls of desperate fathers. 

I can hear those cries...

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I once heard of  an old man who lived in a faraway land.He built his castle on a hill so that he could keep still.He had a  great herd of cattle and vast...

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"Do you really think I am that heartless to just leave my parents in danger without any shame? Guilt? I felt all of that. Many times in my journey I almost turned back, but I...

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My Interpretation:                             Glenn Hughes Lyric:

In the space...

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Deep inhalation and exhalation
breaths initially activate
relaxation, attributed to stress,
tension, unconscious vectors 
woefully agglomerate
ache'n to gangrenous jackknifing noggin 

dichotomy to alleviate
cognitive clog analogous 
to emotional obstruction
that doth constipate
in an effort to allocate
opportune psychological uplifting

state of emergent...

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Her golden locks glide grandly through our gladioli gilded garden gateway,
I gulp ginormous groundbreaking gulleys, 
telltale tear tsunamis cut cataclysmic currents,
raw reckless rupture of romantic render,
terror-stricken tangential tamper seal evidence
on lumpen lunge lonesome lachrymose levee...

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It was 2039, a nation laid low, 
A once-proud land, now shrouded in woe. 
We stood on the brink, victorious near, 
But the invaders' shadow cast our darkest year.

It began in '21, a fateful day,...

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Before the darkside of my fathers drinking began to loom in the corners of my life                   ...

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[A parody of Mistletoe and Wine... apologies to Sir Cliff]
[‘Chorus’ indented for easy skipping if desired]


This night it will bring, a venomous sting
His life is long past, his cadaver’s grinning
He smells dreams of Santa and...

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Does everything really exist?
Forgive me I tend to philosophise when I’m pissed
Scientist’s say that energy wants to exist
Like the warmth that you feel when you are kissed?

But they say that energy has to exist in...

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We are clinging and clanging all over this morning-night,
Fearlessly making every noise we can,
Trying to wake up the day.
And it is only three a.m.
I am inanimate. How do I know that?
Cannot explain the how, but...

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Is there a word for when you love something because it is horrible
and it's horrible because it's true,
and specifically, because it's you?

That's why my chosen album cover
adorns, probably, a fine record,
but not one I have...

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Rife are grievous echoes lamenting worldwide
From widespread disgust clamoring weary sigh,
Perturbed in lonesomeness, bawling in dark,
Clasped beneath shroud of tenebrous clouds,
Rendering world aghast in grip of distraught.

Battlefield is raging, tearing apart humanity,
Women and children are...

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I could feel the things that surrounded me before I could see them.
      Things that laid and awaited me in the shadows.
        They...

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Quickened Pace
~~~~~~~~~~~
In the day rapidly approaching
a rapture of which there shall be no more…
of parasitic encroaching
the minds of men
bent on sin…
“Love wins!”

I have read 
from beginning to end
the books of many men’s sins
Their concepts galore,...

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On an early spring day, washed brilliant with clover
In the land of the sun, and sweet cherry blossom
A tremble, a rumble, that rattled the earth
Cracking open the spring day, like the devil's own plaything 
Plates...

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Grace Paces in four faces
…………………..
Graces in four faces 
of trinity, three paces
 living in life races
a lion, a calf, a man, an eagle
A flying eagle…
complete and legal 

Ah….Loves grace intervene…
by and by one shall wean
of...

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How time has flown, vaporized, thrust us to the twilight of our life
Looking back we’ve pursued divergent paths and viewpoints
Years of toiling accrued debilitating arthritis in your aching joints 
Abusing your weary bones, no concern...

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after Privilege of Being by Robert Haas

A tipping point of too many
are talking harshly. Down below, 
demon-dead in the unstirred inferno 
and perdition of animal thirsting
are coiling one another's tails in response.
They are honeyed vermillion...

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From minute settlements, to towns of trade

Yet without warning, a sudden raid

A venture into foreign lands

The walls and gates of Viking hands

 

To labour on, as understood

Homes we build, prepare thy wood

Address the strength of...

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I know that heroes often die
but I can not feel their pain

like footsteps in the dark
I can not see a face
but I know you're walking there,
going someplace- I don't know where.

So is it so terribly...

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t?sse?a st???e?a: G?

G?: mainland china-
the year is 1556 &
the winter’s early
morning sun has
just risen in the
east of the gansu
province, where the
morning ritual of getting
up from the yaodong &
following with a
bit of tea, a boiled
egg &...

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You wrote the song that enchanted lyrics
Composing avid tone to melody of music
Attuning cleverly to tenor of fantasies
Sending sensual hints to passionate wishes, 

As vibrant stars ceded to darker motifs.

Infantile was my dream in night's...

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Just laying here with thoughts on my mind that seems to just drift away.  Sleep never came quick if it came at all. Soft cushion pillow, verbal expressions from lips, of endless thoughts on...

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