Long Anthologies Poems

Veronica Franco translations

Veronica Franco (1546-1591) was a Venetian courtesan who wrote literary-quality poetry and prose.

Capitolo 19: A Courtesan's Love Lyric (I) 
by Veronica Franco
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

"I resolved to make a virtue of...

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Gentle leaves, breathing soft prayers,
	Praising the One who silences the seas,
		Sends peace through the flow of winds,

Gentle leaves, in hues of hopeful, delicate
	Gold, mahogany, tangerine – crisp beauties,
		Stories beneath the laughing gatherings,

Gentle leaves, pouring out...

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*Image of The Collection Plate by TPW.

The Epiphany of Three Men of the Cloth

My submission is of an objective accounting that had scintillated at my workplace yond the mid-'70s. It had spun into a resplendent...

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Why should we be following the exemplary example of the Old Testament's.
major biblical prophet, mentioned in the book of Isaiah 6:8? All because the
self same LORD God of Abraham, and of Issac and of Jacob;...

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It started last night that my God the Son, Jesus Christ, spoke to me in a audible voice. 
Instructing me and also telling me not to worry any more about my diabetes.  He was
going...

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Emotions***

It is easy for me to let my emotions govern my behavior, as I cope with my emotions.  Carefully, I am following the instructions of my Compass Health Clinician 111. Greg Richardson. Greg is...

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You are the light bearer
And I am the light seeker
Your radiant thoughts flourish and fall
As shower of blessings on us all
Tides of love created by you
Immerse all – make our lives anew
Man is mortal, but...

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Stereo Man (It Takes Two?)

Stereo Man (It Takes Two?)

I’m a stereo man, and I carry two phones,
have two homes in two states (each sports car that awaits).
I’ve been married two times but find sin better...

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Look as far and as wide as you can, my friend, 
Turn your eyes towards the sky and try to pierce infinity-
This vast unknown- 
Ponder about its existence 
Let not a single thing unexamined 
Any...

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A Letter to Myself



Should I give up writing
Seems all this bleating and wailing
Bemoaning this lot of love
I am allocated to feel
But never touch

Should I stop showing the world
Such a pitiful and pathetic face
As it twists...

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Poetry has helped me maximize 
enjoyment of my functionality as a person
so blessed by the Lord in my capacity as a writer, 
teacher, social worker, values coach and an orphanage mother.

I thank God for using...

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I readily admit that at composing poetry I'm a rookie.
I've yet to be invited by a firm to publish for me a "bookie!"
Flattering friends tell me that I'm a budding Robert Frost.
Ha! That I'll believe...

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A book is the beginning of a prayer born of hope, faith and love discovered within the pages of some writer’s glistening ink - quote by poet



Dust piled in layers
On books and anthologies, laying
Silently along...

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My senior retirement was the completion of a phase in my life,
I discovered my love for writing.

My poems would appear in anthologies,
There for someone else's pleasure.

I would achieve heights difficult to comprehend,
Reaching the William Shakespeare...

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And there she stood waiting to be settled
Upon the seas and rocks they peddled  
A vast wonder with the hopes of plenty            ...

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"The Arabian Nights"

Underneath the oceans' veil.
A mystery lies within.
Beyond Orion's belt, I shift my mind to sail.
Within, every constellation hides the secrets of sin.

Allowing me, to the time frame the world of yesterday.
I found portals...

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Surely, Sherlock was rooted in the home.
But his ruby slippers
Had worn-out souls
So the jaded detective
Followed Fitzgerald and the lost generation.
But somewhere in between chapters
And the thicket of printed syllables,
He took a wrong turn
And found himself...

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JAMES ANDREW FRASER



J...uly 2014 when our lives began to meld
a...way we are but the eight thousand distance
m...otion hungry hearts during dolesome hours,
e...yes openned, we cushioned empathic euphony
s...inging canorous chorus fertilizing our lonesome air.

A...mbulance sent by...

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Hate Vacuuming?

By Mark Stucky
Vacuum cleaners are pneumatic nobles,
built to cleanse our offices and homes,
sucking dust from floors and crevices
to discard in trash cans
(where dirt belongs).

What if we could also build a machine
to vacuum hate from...

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This is a poem about books
Not just books,
But what happens between us and books
Our relationship with books

To some-
They’re only stacks and stacks of a series of words
To some-
They are their teachers when no teachers are...

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I really believe poetry contests are beneficial
But I find myself writing lines so artificial
Trying to win a fleeting notice or score a trophy
That I lose sight of writing good, quality poetry.

Various requirements sometimes put me...

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i read indulgence mid scripted words

breaking all the rules and then some,

what be greater than gutting & swallowing

uttermost concentration of language

critically consummated or otherwise,

communing within written ideologies

something profoundly reverent or

perhaps deliberate liberating nonsense,

nonetheless commonsensical compunction...

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Somehow in the late of nighttime,
a wooden door's front lantern brings
me to a table where strangers 
from a distant tavern grow more animated 
with a litany of stories
and ramblings inscribed on their life’s hinges.

Varied tones...

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I SIT NOT ALONE
~~~~~~

I've walked with Wadworth's daffodils'
Read H. G. Wells'es, great fantasies.
Shakespeare's sonnets, o yes I have.
Sweet innocence, W. Blake, so sad
Poor mans' music, bells, Coleridge.
So many more in my heart live.
Best there they...

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The piggy's in the truffle bucket
	Eating all the truffles
I kick 'im in 'is snuffle-snucket,
	I beat 'im with me buckles
But nothing ruffles piggy's knuckles
	'e 'as to 'ave them truffles.




I write a lot of horror poems but...

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