Long Yan Poems

Where do we come in
					in medias res  not knowing nor caring when
doesn’t everybody pine being number one we leave behind our lives in pages  pictures  or else make for images of what...

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Oh well I got an angry email to begin my day
Because of my last post on the Jabidah thing yesterday
Galit sa akin but greeted me with Assalamu alaykum.
And kung personal Moro friends ko naman ito...

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The Uyghur Empire’s ruler where the sun rarely blessed

Travelled to the Northern bank of the Luo in contemplation

And stayed in a tomb for three days after battling Yan

Thus, four angels of the Faith of Mani...

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Declared plainly by those that know not thee	                     of whom this present world was not...

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I. Ang Simula ng Simula

"Pintor, Manlililok, Anluwage't Arkitekto, 
Retradista, Manunulat, isang Panadero.
Planado ang ngayon, bukas, maging ang kahapon.
Kahit ano paman, ika'y aming Panginoon." 

II. Ang Paglikha

"Sa'yong salita, kanyamaso'y binigyang buhay, 
Ginuhit ang layon, pinta'y ibat-ibang...

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(alternately titled: whipping and pommel ling 
das soar addle brain) 

My most recent deuce score 
     plus three bajillion ban
an nah ram ma orbitz
 squared bob sponge pants 
  ...

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ASHAKE

So many birds have perched and flied off this tree
So many leaves have turned green and withered
So many seasons have drifted by
Since you journeyed over this sea without looking back

Alao,
Has the beauty on the other...

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This is my translation of a Chinese Song dynasty poem and my response to the poem

Yan Jidao
To the tune of Mulan hua

Again, the east wind blows its heartless gusts
Smears flowers thick upon the ground like...

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Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poem By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS...

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SKIRTING UNDERCOVER

Skirting undercover, peering what it brings 
I’m not living in a world where nobody sins

Everyone, darkness underneath their smile
All fighting ageism so they remain the child

While picking pockets, procuring their wiles
Collecting their monies into...

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In the pages of history
there's a baffling mystery
about the passing of the crew 
since eighteen ninety two.

Bright stars turned to dim 
whether fat or slim, 
no one's young, no one's old,
they were all in same...

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(York Assizes, 20th August 1612)
Judge Sir James Altham, Speyks,

Tha wi power t’ eeal
wi power t’ cumfort
logic an’ knowledge
ney i’ t’ nivver t’ be,
nobbut God grants ‘is 
holy wesdom t’ select few.
T’ thee wi nooa gumption
livin’...

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After God had set the worlds to spin
Below the splendid canopy of stars
Cyan skies to let each breath begin
Dangled o'er an orb of earthen spars

Each river, lake and rill so set with care
Feeding all the...

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Richard is a wheelchair sprinter,
Also a middle distance competitor,
Who sometimes races along side,
David Weir, so he’s had it hard.

He was born on the 11th November,
In the disco year of 1981, England,
With spina bifida, and trains...

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You swam deep into the water,
but I was  too afraid of drowning…
we could have plunged together and allowed
cool bubbles immerse in waves,
gliding on love’s venturesome communion.

But I was reluctant, quite fearful of being
engulfed by...

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Through solstice of cycles, time's pageant greets
a year with springtime quilting a floral crochet,
meandering on a lattice of  verdant woodlands
as my Taurus-essence radiates in dazzling splendor...
until in a raw flush, August blazes to flame
a...

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Three   middle   schools.   Two   high   schools.
Teachers   stand   out   for   what   they’ve   taught ...

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Whee am i, eh?
A'm Cumbrian thats whee, like eh.

Red, Green, Yellow

Once a year ower the Cumberland show,
Livestock, ter an' fro, ter an' fro.

Yan, Tan, Tether

Gypsies, jockeys, towns’ folk alike,
Appleby 'orse-fair awwer the dyke.

Red, Green, Yellow

Scotland...

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I don take my eye look every 
mata
come conclude sey life no 
make sense
to sense

those wey dey shit for house 
no sabi
read even those wey dey 
feed  
the children na olodo

If  person no...

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Tao clears mind myriad
                Hears gurgled stream trickle
            ...

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This much is true I do need you
For ever waking hour and even in my dreams 
You are with me and I can only say this is sweet 
torture to me
I feel you to the...

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I am in miraculous event for flying of bird-fishes acrossing phone-screen. I know just now what they have flying behaviour- am I stupid? Or, technology of flying they found are clever for them. Bird-fishes are...

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Henry VanDyke 'THE GRANDE CANYAN

           GRANDE        CANYAN
           dnarg         naynac
           grand        canyan
           DNARG        NAYNAC
           GRAND        CANYAN
            dnarg      naynac
            grand      canyan
             DNARG     NAYNAC
             GRAND    CANYAN
             dnarg    naynac
              grand  canyan
              dnarg  naynac
              grand canyan
              grand canyan
              grand canyan
                can yan
                can yan
                can yan...

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(The First Reading of Ma Yan and Picasso)

In the morning, the sun is shining
On the twelfth street. The memory wandering
Between the privet tree in 2001 winter 
And the painting in December 20th, 1935

The smell of...

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Isang lingong pahirap
Isang lingong puro hirap
Isang lingong puro puyat
Isang lingong ayaw paawat

Yan yung lingong ang bigat
Animo Hindi mo alam kung sapat. 
Yung pag hihirap mo sa bawat 
Sandaling ikaw ay nakatapat

Sa kwadernong puno ng kaalaman.
Isusulat...

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