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Colonel of Truth
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
The Colonel of Truth was upbraided by the General of
Malaise today for rubbing the privates the wrong way.
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The laughter came out
quickly,
without being able
to stop,
noisy happiness
that springs up
and goes dancing
from mouth to mouth,
bright light,
that burning,
erases the gloom
that life has at...
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If the sun
upon kissing the sea
paints it the color of fire
and the burning of its desire
blends the red with the black
and the blue with the dreams,
why don´t you kiss me, my love?.
If the sea...
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Passion Flail
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Monsters of perception, environment or gene,
sweet innocence of little time devoured by the mocking cock of the
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Anti-Fade
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Mixed dreams awake and scheming in shadows of reality.
Screaming in silent rage, mute in volume, a seething
artificial silence...
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I write some political pieces, but this is a rare one in that it rhymes.
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Rock the Cradle of Time
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Rock the cradle of time,
earth to earth dust to dust.
(Deep within the core)
Sweet meat crying to the...
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This is a response to Jun Tingo's challenge to post, for him, or anyone else who would care to participate, a written poem that he'll then create the visuals for. It is not one that I just...
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This is my 'treatment' (NOT an exact translation!) of the poem 'Becher am boden' from the volume 'Algabal' by the German poet Stefan George (1868-1933). The accompanying picture is 'The Roses...
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