Long Wolfe Poems

Facilities that claim they recycle spew nothing but rubbish
as does yours truly,
whose ecological ethos
goes out the window
into the cold freezing iceland
prompting the following balderdash.

Upon the advent of an unexpected inspection
slated for tomorrow January 24th, 2025
myself...

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My father died prematurely while away on 
a business trip from a rogue blood clot to the heart  
I never doubted he loved me, would have liked me, 
(not the same thing), adult to...

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Unquotable quotes: Writers – XXXVIII

     for Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra and Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoieski  
     who let not even hope sustain them and who used their...

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"The Great Forgotten Language" 

In the forest
Love shows
the way
spreading seeds

strange creatures
come forth
into the clearing 
of a known self

some run away
spooked as if 
the bare reflection 
shows their undressed soul

confronting, 
are the peculiar
ghosts risen, speaking 
like...

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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 13th, 2022

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil curse,
butta I avoid tempting him 
courtesy fanged...

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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 14th, 2021

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil,
(albeit harmless) look
regarding feeble effort I undertook.

Don't forget...

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“The End of Summer”

In those days 
they watched for signs
in the heavens

numbers connected
the ways that 
weighted the scales

written in the stars
a woman gave birth
to a dragon’s tale

in a beehive cluster
distant, yet,
oh so familiar 

Praesepe, 
in...

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If ye benevolent reader count yourself as a wise married man such as me...
(truer words never spoken nor written)
take my word and decline
and absolutely refuse to take masterly crafted bait
videre licet Facebook female
seeking to lure,...

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Management here at
Highland Manor Apartments sent out word
that tomorrow, January twenty third,
two thousand and twenty one,
we (all residents) will receive the first (of two)
inoculations to stave off getting COVID-19,
hence mine poetic title might seem absurd.

Aforementioned...

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The Lost Art Of Composition

too often my thoughts and the ability to express them
are taken hostage without a clue to the cause
this is an affliction familiar to many a writer
as if madness wasn't enough
it proves...

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The Greeter at a Museum
I am prepared to perform my mindless task 
when they open the doors at ten am 
and when the visitors enter I recall 
my preamble and it goes like this 
Good...

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One day in Soup Creek City, 
There was a duel 'tween Cunningham and Watt 
Tom said to John "I hear you're good, 
Let me see, son- what you've got" 

John said to Tom "You're not...

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The Greeter at a Museum
I am prepared to perform my mindless task 
when they open the doors at ten am 
and when the visitors enter I recall 
my preamble and it goes like this 
Good...

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These words 
Stream-of-consciousness-soup really
Rarely chosen with care
Falling on thirsty ground
A lost soul trying to find
"the great forgotten language" *
For
"the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth." *

Uh-huh, I see you pointing 
To the "lost lane-end...

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IT WAS DECEMBER 23RD 2003 LIVING IN FORT MYERS FLORIDA MY POEM WAS AWARDED PRESTIGIOUS EDITORS CHOICE AWARD BECAUSE IT DISPLAYS A UNIQUE PERSPECTIVE AND ORIGINAL CREATIVITY WHATS AMAZING IS THIS WAS 3 MONTHS AFTER...

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shuttering fright housed inside
in one poof annihilating prejudice
(white privilege included) and pride
reducing to ashes trumpeting
self importance, where snide
persona grata becomes irrelevant
as does living social
or vacationing in Telluride.

Interestingly enough,
I do not entertain notions
inflicting self harm nor...

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                  ……Chicken Salad and Dandeloins……

             ...

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Heat in the poet’s haiku night
Sexyku is the new alright
Baby baby is a new disco inferno
Burn baby burn
Love needs the heat
Music makes it all so sweet
Taste the bourbon
Taste the life 
You should all be dancing
Life...

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It was a hot humid muggy evening
The festivities were just starting
Inebriated souls, and the smell of Cajun cooking
The moon was sitting idly by, waiting for her role

The smokey flavor of the night’s meal
Sifting scents pleasing,
The...

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Come out with me tomorrow
And do the things we said we'd do 
Let me make my words have a little truth 
Empty promises I said I'd keep
And days of waiting past
Let me show you my...

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The Consequences of Typos

By Elton Camp

A typo can be far from a minor thing
Discredit and rejection it can bring
See what such errors might have meant
And if these would have gone to print

This book from Papa...

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Adapting To Change
Written: by Miracle Man
January 18, 2021

God gave man ability to adapt to change,
It's the only thing in life that's never ending.
We're often suffering through times of disarrange,
while fighting change, instead of yielding or...

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"Silken Planes"



Simplicity in silken planes
Silence took a flight of fancy
Sensate entranced me






"Flatlands" / Lannegan & Wolfe
https://youtu.be/pq47_j82iEo













"Flatlands" / Lannegan & Wolfe, Lyrics
https://genius.com/Mark-lanegan-flatlands-lyrics














LUX VITAE

BELIEVE





https://youtu.be/xubCItLvNhE
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