Long Whimsies Poems

What theory unifies forces, weak, strong,
With gravity— also, to which belong
All the string theories of why and because?
To answer these queries, M-theory does.

Proponents aver it offers clarity
As to the issue of singularity.—
Where there’s a will...

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I dwell on virgin moments lightly spent
beyond the lips of verdant fairy glens
A grand invincibility was mine
and life, ah life, the sweetest purest wine.

I danced on dainty rings of dryad saddles,
I fought and died in...

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Introduction

From the city on the river
Where the Sage of Monticello
And the Great Emancipator
Birthed the country, saved the nation,
Sounds a call for civil discord
In the service of ambition
From a man whose God is power,
And his name...

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A newly shaped poem is composed
Of themes both rare and common.
The poet’s thoughts, it is supposed
Will flow to paper without caution.

Of themes both rare and common-
Candid expressions, as pebbles upon the water hurled,
Will flow to...

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*** In Simple Lines Poeetry Comes ***

(“You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life…”      Walt Whit an,  “Leaves of Grass”)

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Persuasion's possessive verses
'midst absolute poetic madness
surrendered in rhapsodic poesy,
poets are a tidy sum of quirky &
care zilch of external perceptions,
content to breathe 'round seduction
and unicorns' phantasmagoria
insomuch nonsense amid candor,
directionless winds 'neath allegory
'pon posies and dragon's...

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As the angels of 
laughing ladies,
gently anticipated,
the doves of virtue
and grace, beautifully,
a bastard of mote.

A master of beauty
the essence of dazzling
affects, the whimsies 
of witch, sorrowful,
attaint, ghostly dialects.

For the princes' coming
the giddiest of sickly
man-staggers. ...

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EARTH:
 
Blossomed and beaten, then nurtured and tilled,
Burnished and buckled, soon blackened and chilled.
Partisan, personal, some conquered and fought for,
Torn down and built up, all bartered, yet paid more.

WIND:

From every corner they blow, shrill cadence...

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Dear Lord,
I know the end is soon to come
My frightened heart beats like a drum

Past events in visual recall
In rapid succession I appraise them all

WAS this my life after three score and ten
The avariciousness of...

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The first chirp of the robin near my shut window pleaded
The blackbird, song thrush, chiffchaff, and pheasant pleaded as well.
The sunflowers, cornflowers, and marigolds that needed
Prayed for his help; he was as silent as a...

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We met upon life's golden beach
Saw a future, bright as the noonday sun
Hanging overhead
Bathing us with warmth and love

Upon these cinnamon sands we began
A monument to our newfound love
Our castle grew with us
Additions made
Each more...

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Tinted glass whimsies 

Seductive slowly spun
kaleidoscopic pairings
changing in illumined awareness,
tinted glass whimsies

“How far can you bend the light?”

Sculpting temptation,
seeking colored fancies
in cylindrical designs
consistently different

“Do you dream in color?”

Mosaic contours flow,
prismatic burst of joy,
variegated vivid visions,
not...

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Written: February 28, 2024
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Mayhem prevails as calm dries and stirs rise. 
A ruckus erupts as words and...

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Glory prizes abound
when your heart shines like the sun.
But let's not get too gushy here.
Or cheesy. Or tacky.
Let's get real: you are your own best motor,
pluggging along towards a fostering joy.
These are facts not whimsies.
(I...

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Hold me in your eyes,
look upon me in tender interlude
embrace me in the center of your dawning light.
Let your essence speak
and whisper sweet nothings 
- or - stirring somethings
to my soul

the power and purity of...

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To be swept higher and higher
On the breeze of a pink-salmon dawn
Troubles and cares?  Swishhh
All gone!

And what’s this?
I’m neither young nor old 
I’m eternal and glowing
Ecstatic and bold!

There’s a poor, 
Huddled family with no...

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Poetry is the air I breathe,
  lifeblood trickling 'tween
    luscious marrow in my bones,
existentially rooted crux reflecting  
Amen's utterances & hallelujah certainties
    'round reality's technical formalities
 ...

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