Long Well grooved Poems

Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of...

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Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment

alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck
seconds elapse imperceptibly 
leaving me dumbstruck,
how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; 
ofttimes imagined as time thief.

Hence following vignette: quiet as a mouse lurks the time thief...

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It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all of this cold  
civil rights riots plagued my little...

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A midnight shriek or sudden bang
Disrupts the thread of tales,
Entangled in unconscious mind
With sounds of lashing flails.

Wherefrom it comes, whither it goes?
I threw my eyes up there,
The eerie void soon called me up
To trudge down...

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(Historical train-ride on the first Transcontinental Railroad in 1870 from Omaha to Ogden aboard the Union Pacific Railroad)     © 2009 (Jim Sularz)

Wyoming winds blow like a hurricane,
the flimsy bridge sways to...

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Where will I be?
When your plane bursts the clouds
On its way back home
To your boys’ embrace and Asia 
Dissolves
Like a forgotten stopover
On another ticket to Destination 
Life.

So where will I be?
When the softness of your...

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The engine: Long and black
And sleek as she could be
She shook the earth in her approach
As her heraldry.

An atmosphere of steam and smoke
Expanding in her wake
The Queen-of-the-Rails speeds on
An arrival soon to make.

Massive is her...

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In a place of unmarked beauty;
Lays a stone dead and cold.
The ear the dirt covering lays hold;
The outside of the stone.
As the crust of the earth begins shaping the stone;
Grooves and rough edges appear.
The dirt...

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In a place of unmarked beauty;
Lays a stone dead and cold.
The ear the dirt covering lays hold;
The outside of the stone.
As the crust of the earth begins shaping the stone;
Grooves and rough edges appear.
The dirt...

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Quantities of time feel nothing.
Calculating, summing and subtracting,
days and weeks,
months and years and decades
roll past our eyes and ears
our growing and shrinking stomachs
to leave their strong and weak-grooved rings,
yet I only feel and remember qualities...

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On that particular day, I always remember,
That nineteen ninety-nine 25th December,
Midst my lone celebration there arose,
A certain scent like that of a rose,
I just fell silent when all of a sudden,
Entered a lady, as though...

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When hundred's one hell of a count, 
To reckon crore, a long sentence, 
And five times that a long penance,
Almost a live tiger to mount, 
Wonder, many a dot must make a crore, 
A mouthful...

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Dusk finally breaks
so we assert ourselves with ecstasy
and weed.
We claim omnipotence in pills and
crystals, whose uneven facets
reflect our fractured souls
shone through the darks of our 
eyes.
Whose catalyst propels our
transmission down highways of
perfect pavement and engraves
narcotic...

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Phoenix Defrosted

Given by the Sun God the good of the moon and some lucky stars
he sits full of fortune love and still in miraculous amazement under 
the bright rays of southern soil soaking unbelievable kindness...

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The Womb
Bouncing off the walls

From the womb, that sacred, secure, worm hiding place,
life’s human incubator, from which it will reach out to seek sight,
from the darkness of memories’ enormous, lost space
coming together from that place...

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They came from The South, The North and The West Coast
450,000 together for peace and music, half a million at most

Richie Havens inspired all while singing his "Freedom" song
Country Joe McDonald dropped "F" bombs his...

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With accurate placement
aim and precision
take your pick
an advanced weapon system
a marksman
staring down
keeps his eye 
on the target
judging distance
will take his shot

The ultimate assassin
for two lovers touch
with a bipod arrangement
is accurate as such
holding aim
sweetly releasing
from the...

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Her stare is a scent tied to memory.
Hanging long as a searchlight out to sea.
Here where Times only purpose
Is to punish in fluid translation,
mocking with it's lap of tongue across the beach.
She breathes in Her...

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Not just Beatles with a good stomping tempo;
You sang to all of us and not at us,
My heart swelled with love at your words.
I listened and you never left this mind.

You gave young brains a...

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It is the cruelest of hate
Creeping like an imposturous reptile
In the morning light of Eve’s Garden
Fangs dripping with malice
Searching for tender flesh to taste

Cruel hate clandestinely charging
Uncharged minds
Innocent ones
Too young to leave
Too old to hold...

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From deep inside me there wells up the desire
I can feel a poem coming into my mind
It escapes the ruts so deeply grooved in my brain
It wants to be written down for others to read

Then...

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It was in a day the day seemed bright,
hustle and bustle was daily life.
To and fro the people masses
like the ocean ebb and tides.
Moving about at speed a new
looking on inside I knew.

With star of...

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The city stays a stranger
in the bitter winds eye cast upon shadowless shapes that issue from obscure 
corners
dividing the ancient labyrinths at dusk
Solemn stone walls suspended in both directions swallow up steep hills
Unsteady steps dissolve...

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Sandlewood oils weirded the the room
a curtain rubbed with the oils
would be used during the concert to
fill the room with the scents as the
Bassoons of moring played with
the Strings of Night.
The Brass of evening glared...

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Through the wings of my mind, flew the flakes(thoughts) of mood
Started from heart, turned to brain and later on paper it grooved
Am i turning mad or these are just emotions which through me ran?
Sitting alone...

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