Short Marcus Poems

read with absorptive guilt, aged sixteen; it haunts me and will never leave....

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Marcus Martialis
with epigrams was 'delish'
A clever satirist
in witty words did persist...

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Marcus Rothkokowitz you may not know
maybe though as Mark Rothko
famed for his expressive abstract
large&expansive colours... to be exact...

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I conquered all my invisible, singing and dancing temptations, except CHOCOLATE!!!!!!


By: Marian Elise Marcus-James

Contest: One Amazing Line...

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fractured; the angry march
to I’s nexus

red, not gold, tracks.. wired to
perfect black

catastrophic chiroptera
see this cornucopia -

what plenty?...

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"Their cross will decay
Rome will be as a phoenix
Helios will reign supreme"

"The sun always sets 
Accept the eagle’s old age
Find dominion in your mind"

...

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   Our stuffed animal, Marcus
     rarely, if ever, barks at us

   While our octopus, sultry Sadie
     has better arms than Tom Brady

   And our favorite raccoon, Cameroun
     grins when stars tickle the moon...

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know thyself; is your life on the right track
aligned with, refined by, the principles of dharma
refrain, abstain, be kind and be calmer
meditate, seek meaning: find moral momentum
all actions count on this trip to nirvana...

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‘Eak - corncrush jam again for tea,’ he said,
And pulled a face of utter dread.
‘You know I’d rather have a dozen things.
‘No other teatime foodstuff brings
‘Me down - and I don’t even want a gram
‘Of yucky, nasty corncrush jam.’

Eak - corncrush jam - Jack Marcus Horne...

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Erik was incredulous.
He was twenty-eight, a neonate in the fashion world.
You are sure they said Nieman Marcus?
His wife smiled at him.
THE Nieman Marcus?
I guess so.
He was given free reign.
Youngest photographer to ever work for the Nieman Marcus.
Erik Madigan Heck, my friend....

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5/22/2020
Marcus Lattimore 


The architecture. 
Little by little.
Will start to crumble.
When you discover.
The influences.

Conformity.
At the expense.
Of sanity.
Is blasphemy.

Deconstruct. 
The world's view. 
Build anew. 

And find.
The true,

You.



Diminished Hexaverse 
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet...

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The Nightmare Of Marcus Dean


      Marcus Alouitious Montgomery Dean

      Dined on bowls of chocolates, doughnuts, bagels and cream.

      Until one night he awoke with a scream,

      Being eaten, he thought in a terrible dream,

      By a bagel, a doughnut, some chocolates and cream.

           Barry Stebbings
             09/13/18...

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MARCUS JOHNSON aka NICK FURY AGENT OF SHIELD

Marcus Johnson aka Nicolas Joseph Fury Jr.
African-American
Former Army Ranger
NOW chief Agent of  S.H.I.E.L.D.

Mother of Marcus was CIA Agent
Fell in love with Agent Fury also CIA Agent
Together co-created birth son
Marcus Johnson
Nick Fury: Agent of Shield

8/27/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018...

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Couplet “New Lens” 

 My blood, sweat, and tears. Every single drop.
 Yes it hurt but life doesn’t stop   
 The world kept moving and so did I  
 I was determined to continue to fly 
 Looking back now, it was a major blessing
 Came out of it better with many life lessons
 Protect your ear with positive friends    
and just like a new camera, you’ll have a new lens

Written by Marcus Lattimore...

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I did not choose, I was chosen
the gate and keeper;
killer and cure

life not mine for living
walking paths you cannot see 
talking tongues you do not know

I am the light burning inside
the darkness at the shore
that shadow in the corner

eyes, windows to be shared
extramundane -
soul searcher, truth sayer, circle squared

I am ancient numinosity
no idle curiosity
- I see the end...

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neath the tree sat a norn
one of three, shears in hand
crowned in nature’s floral fare
and wisps of ancient silvered hair

she has no care of god or man
no interest in some scriptured plan
bad and good have equal weight
when measured in the hands of fate

haggard with majestic grace
timeless lines crisscross her face
she’ll give no clue, no reason why
just cut your line when time to die...

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Poem of “M”
 
Madmen Make Millions
 
Madmen make millions
Money mills manage the most
Mind a moody man on the moon
Meek morons miss many moths
Music mediates with mental myths
My mother mixes milk and melons
Maria Marcus must be Mrs Martin
Maymays may maze by a map
Mocked man must mourn more
Mute mode meant to be minimum
Minorities meet most mornings
Malls mean mega markets
Madmen make millions...

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 3
Verse 1
Now Katharine doth hold Prince James on high.
A better brother no king ever knew.
Young Lady Morley's wedding draweth nigh,
and virgin waits the day with happy view.
With Guenevere talk makes Prince wholesome true.
"This stately James is mine to hold for life.
It's he who makes all sadness say adieu.
For he doth my heart rule and lacking strife,
this I'm sure, Guenevere, soon I'll then be his wife"....

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Stephanus Marcus Book I
Canto 2
Verse 1
Duke Saint Charles carried falcon tame in cage.
Duke rode with James, King's brother, hunting game.
Their idol conversation played on rage
of Morley over Broughton Place of fame.
Now James disliked Morley's recent claim
to vale before his wedding feast took place.
Such banquet time for wife deserved acclaim
and Liege should wait accepting dale with grace.
Duke Morley needn't use the weapons sword and mace....

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 5
Verse 1
At morning's light the driving rain stills scheme
to make Duke Morley's legions know retreat.
For summons late with Richard’s seal doth team
with rain to nullify lines defeat.
This message states for Saint, whatever feat
he might thus be engaged in, cease, don't wait
do instant haste to Donville Castle Seat.
On Saint's harsh soul such tidings surely grate.
Forsooth, Lord Saint is disillusioned by his fate....

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Stephanus Macus Book 1
Canto 6
Verse 1
Then Katharine spent time with James in Throme,
to ride his horses, stroll the garden rows,
to view, appreciate large stately home.
Included seen with James, King Richard foes,
but Katharine now paid no mind to those
who schemed to see that James their monarch reign.
Not caring so, for she had mind on clothes,
and diamonds bright to grace her face and gain
crowd's approbation during stay, if James should deign....

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The waves creep along the sea bank
The night stands still as the wind whispers silently 

The palm trees sways in the distance
As their listen to the beat of the night drums

Silent night, all’s asleep 
As I wonder along the Marcus shores

Childhood memories come flooding in
Cheerful laughter, Happy faces, Children playing

As the moon smiled gracefully 
And the stars shone brightly

The cool breeze presses gently against my lips
As I recall my first childhood kiss....

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 4
Verse 1
In line against the foe doth Marcus wait.
His charger plays the clay with right hoof strike.
The other knights point steeds' heads forward straight
and listen keen for Saint's approaching like.
Behind the knights stand soldiers grave of pike,
then archers bold to fly shafts high with aim
to maim the hostile coming salient's hike,
perhaps to rain down sleep or make some lame.
For Morley's noted bowmen paid were great of fame....

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