Long Weaning Poems

Acute advice for those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL: Valiarithal - K475
[*like presidents, prime and chief ministers, dictators or even modern-day "emperors" under the guise of revolutionary leaders of oppressed peoples]

Note: In this...

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' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears...
but all they heard was Apollo's muse....'
   

How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen...

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(The Revelation...)

I felt my heart jumping out of my body the moment i heard papa call your name
It was like a trance to me
Shown on a dualized page of pain and doubt
This must be an...

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[A cuppa with mademoiselle Fana Tesfagiorgis] 

I had just driven my ageless self into the Kaufmanns’ 1936–1939 
Frank Lloyd Wright-constructed Pennsylvania getaway:Falling Water Mansion– 
In a 1959 Harley Earl, Cadillac Eldorado Convertible, and in the...

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How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wings though my fancy yearns,

   catching sights...

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for Alan Painter

I have put into many ports
                           ...

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After becoming confident 
(das ernest frank gent) handled ignition
jerryrigged knobs, levers, motors, 
nameless other parts quintessentially,
set registers to “understand” vital www xy zone.
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A blitzkrieg capstone detonated explosive forcees
generating horrendous instantaneous jolt, 
Krakatoa lost mighty noise,...

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Prognosticating Present Plight...
Perhaps Preset During In Utero Protean Stage?

Reviewing, sans my life
and arduous hard time
lock, stock, and barrel on regular basis,
and of late composing
this, that, or another rhyme,

now I acquiesce past 
trials and tribulations
contributed positive,...

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What defines us awes us
What sums up in this unending sojourn that we call life
Each offering different taste to us, depending on the façade that’s dominant
In this multifaceted itinerary, the valleys we must cross, 
The...

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For there is no need to be afraid of the wandering lover
There is no need to take cover 

For he can stop the rain 
For he will be like morphine to the brain 

Each of...

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 My gift of life is steadily tock-ticking along
Why give me strife? Regularly gone missing or wrong
Heard my first gasp for breath
Learnt dry thirst grasp for breast
Wrapped in cloth, Felt protected
As tick and stop now...

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....Continuation of Part 2...

Stages of life - Part 2

Begin with thinking...!


Vagaries of family continuously keeps me tied to prejudices,
as I set out on that way - in the company of "forever novices".
By the time my...

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Is what I do really important in the grand scheme of things?
13 billion years, we get 80, what a sweet little fling...
knowledge is relative,
let me put it into perspective,
geocentrism used to be accepted fact,
man has...

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EPISODE I
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE COLONIZATION OF OUR GALAXY

ALPHA-582  LOVES  ZL-236

Countless eons ago
Beings made self replicating androids
And they did it for no other reason
Than to fill some strange void
Then dispatched without mercy
Creating according to their...

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Sometimes I lose sense of myself,
my own divination of gifted being
a trivial spark in the vastness of God -- 

God the Everything:

ethereal body-corridor of
time and space, of countless
universes -- of life-forces
impenetrable, remarkable existence 
yet to...

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So during these days I done seen 20/40 & 20/100.
Blinded by the sun and forced to hide In the dark,
And as I walk through the dark, I begin to see things I never seen, I...

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I hope you smile, when you remember me. 
Once a fleeting while, a thought of what could be. 
I don’t mind the pain, a dulling sense of being. 
Omnipotence to gain, yet a constant thought...

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April and Oliver


Hello my lovely April, the Giraffe,
     your Oliver is here, and I can't wait
to be together once again with you,
     so long it's been since...

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If poetry channels our anger and sorrow
Who then will want to write it tomorrow
And will joy and contentment stifle its future?
And what will become of our stays and culture?

I say poetry has been victimized 
Vilified,...

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The city sports a shiny glaze
Wrapped in its eternal haze
The dwellers search inside this maze
For their delusion to erase

The workers rush to make the train
In wind and snow and pouring rain
They aim to find life’s...

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Whispers, whistles and whimpers graced the witless end
Far apart sprang strange smeared summer songs
Ruthless dark winter cloud oppressed the entire bend
Tang tong tongue twisted tales were narrated by the toothless
The weaning ones sat on the...

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An Elusive Star

In the vast silvery world he walked
  Between dancing white elves of snow,
    Singing to him in soft suppressed sounds:
      "Come to us, stay...

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Telling stories to hide the I,
It doesn't look so obvious that it reveals pride,
No one can tell therefore your seen in the norm,
That your not concentrated on yourself, but in between the lines there's more,
Yes,...

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You were there
When I drew the first breath
And voiced the first sound of life
At my earliest arrival
The child I was to you

You were there
Suckling up my first meal
Greedily and innocently
On my mother’s breast
The little soul...

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Who is or was Eleanor Rigby ?
Jerry T Curtis
Poetry Contest
27 August 2019

Eleanor Rigby

Lost her 1st Born Son and Husband

To World War 2

She then dedicated her life to the Church

Overcome by grief and loss

She became a...

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