Short Quixote Poems

Don Quixote
Impossible Dream
Have you fought the dragons?...

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Better the will to know
—than to know the truth

(Re-reading Don Quixote: May, 2022)...

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Outwardly, I bear
but slight resemblance.
But, oh!
On the inside,
We are virtual twins!...

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"I’m looking for my sparring partner.
So please direct me, if you will."
“You seek a knight, a wicked wizard?”
“A mill."...

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ubiquitous summer night
where
bamboo butterflies 
resting 
their 
translucent wings
upon 
the
windmills and hills of Don Quixote  Spain...

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There you are! 

I thought you gone
      the way of the record player.

Toilet lid tied to your hand,
a light saber held up high,
tilting at metal windmills
on a Kansas prairie....

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You bring whimsical words
of glittering, gold-filled escapades 
and of sparkling star-dust dreams.
Dreams of gallant adventure and peril,
with a Don Quixote way of tilting windmills....

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My friend, Don Quixote, a stubborn fool
  Didn't own a horse, so he rode a mule
    First he said, 'What's next?'
    Then he tried, 'What next?'
  Huh? What? ~ He was a little 's' in school...

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within the heat burns so sweet,
if you are my valentine,
beware dear lady if we meet,
could be just sweet passions crime,
exquisite....
in time...
if the planets align...

Don (quixote)...

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Through the
Hills of Spain,
Pink and white
Cortez flowers
Adorning the
Enchanted blue windmills
Underneath this gray December sky,
Are Don Quixote and his esquire
Poncho, riding through the Spanish flames...

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Don Quixote
De La Mancha
ending his quest
for the Code of Chivalry
must not die a silent death
along the golden road of Spain
witnessing a fiesta red Sunset
while the Mariachi windmills and
blue dragons sing and chant...

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I am strong
I ride 
With my
Faithful
Friend
By my side
I'll fight
The Mill
Until it 
Bends
To my 
Will

I see the world
In a way
No other can
See
The World
Good and Evil
It's so
Plain
Is It
Or I 
Insane ?...

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we all seem to suffer yet again, again,
but worst of all is the lonesome plane,
we want you well and free of pain,
sweet Carolyn arising,
well again...
our wanted horizon,
bring courage within the flame...
by illness cauterising...

Don (quixote)...

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With a,
Heigh Ho,
Heigh Ho,
Heigh Ho

In defense of nature we go

Like Night's on Crusade

But i fear we will need

More than seven dwarfs

Unless they are standing on the shoulder of giants

And holding Don Quixote lance

Because we are up against

Our mortal enemy

Hephaestus...

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Sancho Panza loaned his trusty donkey to Don Quixote
they had finally reached the village of the gorgeous Dulcinea.
Baskets brimming with excited sunflowers would be delivered.
The squire congratulated himself for getting the knight-errant here.
He sat back to watch the performance, as Quixote began to sing....

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if you kick
my kick
stand

my
bike
will fall

down
and all
the base

ball cards
and clothes
pins will cease

to
spin
and make

noise again
like a brok
en muffler 

or a motor
cycle now
just sits

there where
a don Quixote
kid kicks it and

says to 
his friend
Sancho it's 

dead...

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Sancho Panza told Marisancha to pass the  plate of Gazpacho 
     she was screwy and forgot the cue and passed the plate to Cascajo
                          Sancho hit Mari, Casca hit Panza
                           Alonso rushed in, gravy bonanza
         "Don Quixote de la Mancha" hailed Don Miguel's Alonso Quijano...

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Idealism
versus
reality

In hope
that Quixote
prevails

Disappointed
again
reading the trends

Materiality
draining 
the grail

Peer pressure
determines
what happens

Not some
high minded
value or tome

Greediness trumps
what our virtue
holds dear

Self interest
hitting 
— closer to home

(Villanova University: January, 2024)
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Dulcinea sits in wonder
as Don Quixote wanders about
fighting his brood of windmill warriors
white sails billowing in the wind

Dulcinea knows his illusion
confusing victories for the spoils
while he conquers his unseen enemy
she ponders her life alone

Dulcinea, Quixote's allusion
beauty fair and loving deep
like the windmills in his mind
alas, she is also not real...

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THE WILIEST BIRD

My hero is a wily bird,
so gutsy, he's thought quite absurd,
for when he's down and almost out,
he's up and fit for six more bouts.

He'll be blown up, he'll be blown down,
whatever, it is turned around
to energize another go;
through all adversity, he'll grow.

Ever onwards, never wilting
at Roadrunner ever tilting
like his hero, Don Quixote,
my hero, Wile E. Coyote !

Alan McAlpine Douglas 
(in response to request to write about my hero)...

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