Long Doppelgangers Poems

* For J.K. Rowling *

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now, deliberate your hearing
     to bring back the pages...

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Why are we matter and not antimatter, or are we the latter and think that we're not?
Brought into contact the one with the other the two would annihilate right on the spot.

Opposites attract— some do—
but...

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I.	Creation

Before the troubles of the world infect the soul
The magic of imagination creates a womb
Devoid of torment, pain, and stress. Rainforests, 
Jungles, beaches, other worlds of elation where 
You are always the victor in battle,...

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The clock chastises me,
as painted petals bloom brilliance
in illuminated wonder that attempts 
escape from the hidden crevices
deep within my beleaguered mind.

The beauty I seek is but an allusive dream,
     flowing rags...

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I: in the 70s

At sixteen, looking through a magazine,
I came across the picture of a girl
whose character was Mary Ellen in
“The Waltons” show I watched on Thursday nights.
Her look was that of mine when I...

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Captains Log Star date 8391.1,

I now face a terrible dilemma.  After the bloodiest of battles with a crew from 
another dimension, a crew of doppelgangers, in essence a crew of ourselves, we 
have finally...

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This goes far beyond poetry

here I go...

snippets of thoughts
to words
to poetry 

to hearts
touching 
to smiles
reaching eyes

I am grateful,
I am blessed,
for the friendships formed

of chapbooks and poetry books
to reading books, watching movies

of eating to cooking
…of chocolate,...

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heaven ...
is my prison ...
that dreamy, white tangle of
percale where your
limbs and mine weave sweaty magic -
a moon-daubed canvas of
pyretic passion, public ...
no shut-door, drawn-curtain modesty to
confine or make sacred ...
the danger of chance discovery...

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Doppelganger Part I 

Doppelganger?
Yes, I know of two.
The first one was a stranger.
Someone I never knew.
She often acquainted bars.
My friends often saw “Me” there.
I could swear upon the stars.
It wasn't me; they’d just stare.
This went...

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A poem about doppelgangers,
I had to look the meaning up.
Before you can begin to drink
there must be something in the cup.

My Oxford dictionary
covered it with just one line.
“Apparition or double of living person,”
not much for...

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In this world where echoes dance and shift,
Lies a tale of metamorphosis, a mystic rift.
Women, once adorned in femininity's grace,
Embrace a transformation, a haunting embrace.

With curious twist, their essence unfolds,
As doppelgangers emerge, their tales untold.
Manes...

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Now it is dark January and the crows are singing.
A river runs through my heart,
where thoughts drown too soon.

My mind plucks old green hats,
out of the frosted air.
the hats belong to dead leprechauns,
doppelgangers lost at...

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From others’ looks and lips
And between the rustle of papers
I pick up this goody-goody mask.
I carry it to the office
To the hotel and streets
I will not be I there-minus that.
And when gravel grate
Under my bare...

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