Long Curving Poems

To a Daughter More Precious than Gems
by Otomo no Sakanoue no Iratsume
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Heaven's cold dew has fallen—
and thus another season arrives.
Oh, my child living so far away,
do you pine for me...

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The Stela Epic by DR. Mohammed F A Alrazak

The grains of sand, the drops of rain, makes the stage for souls to play 
The prints of feet on rocks were wonders and arts as the...

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[ ... story with context, a plausible universe with top and bottom
  a coat of cosmos covering
  over a subterranean protoverse of potential fields
  a quantum cellar creating
  the very big...

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The finite contemplating the infinite
The stardust male and female still flush with light
From exploding stars, seeding new possibilities, our true progenitors.
So that even God Himself must take note of our passing (in its season),
Such elemental...

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Everyone was gone, and the pool beckoned -
          one-piece bathing suit, on your perfect petite form ...
         ...

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Here we are fans this fine summer day,
to watch Trash Can Cats, versus Downtown Stray.
The field is grand in this deep wooded glen,
pitchers are warming up in the bull pen.

Pitching for the Cats is Crazy...

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The word "Galaxy", is derived from the Greek "galaxias", literally "milky", a reference to the Milky Way galaxy. Galaxies contain varying amounts of star systems, star clusters and types of interstellar clouds. (Nebula is Latin...

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“The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gathered up gold, And now he is dying…Old age, begin sighing.”- Thomas Hood


In the amber hues, kissed by scarlet
Soothing whispers in laughing hearts,
Music, trembling...

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I've never considered myself nosy, I just care about people that's all,
The way gardeners care about roses, when colored leaves start to fall.

But like chaotically spattered sunsets, often things can get confused,
Like the times I...

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Inspired by Andrew Wyeth Watercolor Painting -- Wind From the Sea, 1947




Standing in the old house
A strange mixture of feelings erupt within me
My roommates Depression, Loneliness, and Hopelessness
Greet me with strangling arms and leering grins
I...

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Being Your Eyes for Swell 2007
Swell: Currumbin Sculpture Festival
 
For Fred
Picture us arm in arm, strolling,
the crunch of sand underfoot,
the scent of sea air, the touch of sea wind
on our skin, again on the beach...

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Inspired by Andrew Wyeth Watercolor Painting -- Wind From the Sea, 1947




Standing in the old house
A strange mixture of feelings erupt within me
My roommates Depression, Loneliness, and Hopelessness
Greet me with strangling arms and leering grins
I...

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* I always felt like “Nessie” got a bad rap, being called a monster and a beast and all that, so I think this little piece of mythic imagery grew from that. I hope you...

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———

2016,

Sheep.
Magpie.
Mule deer.
Mustang, colt, mustang...upon the ridge.

Eagle's nest, bald.
Oreo cows, in far field.
Running baby cows.
Sheep.

Felled branch...100 mph winds.
Controlled burn, left quiet;
but not, as it turned out,
without embers enough
to catch to flames
and race up the Sierra,
down the...

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She kept TELLING,
YELLING at me,
to GO with the FLOW, to write with a GLOW. How?
My mind feels too SLOW to capture the UNDERTOW!

I try rising to the SURFACE with my VERSES. yet
I wander from PURPOSE,...

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Odyssey from Africa 14g

“This research by young Alinda
Tells us something most important 
For we find upon our beaches
Plants that are entirely different 

“From the flora on our island 
Or from the adjacent mainland 
This can...

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III.
Christine began crying, Zack vomited,
Klaus couldn’t move as he stared at the mess,
only stammering,“W-what could do this?”
Surely no beat to which they could attest.

Then came a rustling up above the falls,
and their horror transformed into...

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The Cottonmouth King

I, The Cottonmouth King creep 
out from under my rock; 
I penetrate the depth of your soul 
Blood runs on damp streets 
claiming another life
Drama tastes of bitter swallows, 
escaping from guillotine’s wrath,...

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They fell in love,

through the doorway of the eyes, as their souls
 communed. Silently, they speak in the language
 of soul and spirit. 
    Glimpses of this cadence, seen and heard 
in...

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When the days become so tiring and the mind does not want to rest
Many thought race in the midst of the mind where it gathers
Torn from reality comes the moments that rest unlocks
Bearable to see...

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Written: May 1st, 2024 For Unseeking Seeker Contest
Rumi Quote: "The beauty you see in me, is a... magnet, stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion"

      ...

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I.
Korlan lived in the Kingdom of Bellteer,
in the capital city of Magoss,
working as a guard on the city walls,
even better, they stationed him up top.

Didn’t have to talk to those who came in,
just walked his...

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Variations multicolored adaptations shimmering in the waters
Of hewed blue, beauties in the depths light show, yet these
Aquatic butterfly’s sting requires distances persuasion.
Deadly eloquence with a venomous tentacle embrace,
But in graceful opulence’s to perfections beguiling eyes,
None...

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My mind is like a haunted house,
and you are the restless spirit;
the poltergeist inside of it.
But in fact, it’s not really you:
it's just the remain of a once-called-precious vestige     
of my love for you.
 ...

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Foggy Nights, A Letter To A Friend
By Curtis Johnson

I have driven on  snowy and icy roads in Wisconsin and Illinois.  In the summer’s heat of the Sacramento Region, I have driven in cars,...

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