Long Albert camus Poems

1.    John Desmond Patrick Keegan
2.    Alfred, Lord Tennyson 
3.    Sally Aline Mae Beller
4.    Charles Edward A. Berry
5.    Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce...

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“Possessed”



The scarlet of her heart opens
where she blooms deepest
from the cuts 
of Past’s insanity
her windows 
full green undressed
him, in his mind;
he confessed,
in quiet reflection, 
he had lost his head
irrevocably -
and taking his brush
dipped it in...

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Coconut tropical oil 
Glistening on my skin
The scent intoxicates me
As I bask in the sun
And drink in the beauty
Of the sparkling Mediterranean Sea

It’s only for a short while
That I will lie here
And only because
I want...

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"WINTER"


the beautiful season 
of suspension
where we find 
our true selves

hibernating

under sacred blankets
of wisdom won 
dreaming of all 
the days past, gone 

in the never complete

and we dream 
in songs
of the other life
approaching

beautiful, 
inviolate,
lilting pure,
lighter, pristine,...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "All Roads Lead Home"



All Roads Lead Home
Poems
Stories
Detours
Stepping Stones

All Roads Lead Home

(Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018)



"Where we LOVE is home -     
home that our feet may leave, 
but not our hearts".













About Inner...

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A mere civil clerk, in his fifties; tall and bent,
Leading a calm life, with none any argument; 
Albert Camus, in his well-known novel, the Plague, 
Makes Joseph Grand, hero; though, visibly, seems vague...!

He could not...

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Inspired by and based on L’Étranger by Albert Camus


I'm a stranger to you, even stranger to me
I'll pass you by like a memory
Of innocence and ignorant bliss.
I feel nothing every time we kiss

I feel nothing...

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To me, you are purely ephemeral;
We are irrelevantly real.
And I am left with no one but myself,
With this hollowness I feel.

And still, I am hardly here,
Just a mass of scattered free radicals.
A steady-state cascade;
A time-killing...

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Grand Citations of The Still Sober
In Neared Radios of Fresh October
And one had in mind a Graham Greene
But - Lo! - Some Newly Discovered Being:
“Greene had a bit got sensational,
 His rejection not intentional. 
Next,...

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18


 I know there are no answers in Saint Germain des Prés
Or in Copacabana, nor on the top of Everest,
That’s why we’re listening to Albert Camus,
That we eat frog legs,

There is no response from teachers...

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"Let's not worry. It's too late now. It will always be too late, fortunately!"
Albert Camus


Esotericology is a fond pursuit of mine
Xenolithic feelings, I'm out of place and out of time
Intentionality dilemmas, several times a day
Solipsism...

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“Autumn is a second Spring
     when every leaf is a flower”

Albert Camus
French philosopher, author and journalist

WINDFALL

the wind-bell, the windflower
  the sturdy gong
    brisk breeze of anemones

the screen...

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The dew indiscriminately

wept for all things living and dead

on this early autumn morning.

Its cold droplets caressed the leaves

while lingering sap-starved leaf stems

clung precariously above

and each dying leaf shed teardrops

for and onto their fallen kind.

One by...

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There was a poet from France,
Who thought he really could dance!
Up onto the Eifel tower he went, 
Not walking straight but really quite bent.
Whoops and ooh-la-la!
Onto the French earth he fell..
Oh, poet dear, your very last...

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With apologies to Albert Camus

I once was a circus strongman,
Sovereign of midway spectacles.
I wore a leopard-skin loincloth
And a lion-claw necklace.
My club was seasoned hardwood.
I proudly dragged my knuckles
Through the sawdust and straw.
I wrestled the orangutan...

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"In the midst of winter I found there was within me an invincible summer.
That makes me happy because it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me there’s something stronger...

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