Long Zola Poems

Spirit whose work is done
The produce of my poetry
A scented gift 
Designedly 
Bearing the present moment.

I´m unable to make a living from my poetry
Even though i would not freeze in most 
In any winter
In the...

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Emotions war against sense,
And his mind remains
A pot pourri,
And thoughts in his head
When he lies in his bed
Would make Dorian Gray
Appear pristine.
He wishes to moralize
On a corrupt example,
Yet from the wicked cup
He hath supped a...

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Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass;
this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. 
Runs my blood, it’s red and black---garnet the deepest hue,
any orange is anathema,...

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Books 

I went to the Frankfurt Book Fair the other day.
It was mind-boggling..Books! 
There were fat books, thin books,
White books, black books, tawny books,
Paperbacks, hardbacks, beautifully bound books,
Pure books, lax books, learned books, lay books,
Plain...

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I went to the Frankfurt Book Fair the other day.
It was mind-boggling..
Books! There were fat books, thin books,
White books, black books, tawny books,
Paperbacks, hardbacks, beautifully bound books,
Pure books, lax books, learned books, lay books,
Plain books,...

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SMALL   TOWN   LIBRARY   -   OCTOBER


Sleepy with silent words , soundless print       
Outside a world of school bells and  traffic hum.
Cant...

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SMALL   TOWN   LIBRARY   IN   OCTOBER


Sleepy with silent words , soundless print       
Outside a world of school bells and  traffic hum.
Cant...

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Inside cooped up in my loft all autumn with writer’s block, it was time.  I arrived on New Year’s Day.  I wanted a fresh start, so I took a well-deserved hiatus.
  ...

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THEY MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH CHELSEA

Color blue...
Dan Petrescu...
Capi Dennis Wise,
UEFA the biggest price,
Celestine Babayaro,
Still remember him like tomorrow.
Zola definitely lure me
As honey attracts the bee.
Y'all remember Tore Andre Flo?
Our football was a masterful...

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You are scared to let go of the familiar;
the familiar has a feigned ignorance of making you feel safe and comfortable.
You dismiss the voice of reason,
because you are blinded by the sole thing that barricades...

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These vain attempts at verse could not be droller.
Your stuff is less inviting than ebola
(and not as catchy).  Wordier than Emil Zola,
you haven’t got the steam to be a roller.
I’ve seen more cutting-edge in...

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Don't ever vouch for drunk caffeine
That it can't one show one's coffin,
Now,my heart's calm rate quickening,
Later,taxed vessels weakening
Turns it out a search for a lift
But towards Descent final drift.
One begins to question its source;
A system...

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