Alice In Wonderland

i must remember alice.
and when i remember alice,

i must again remember
the wonderland: where

rabbits talk and caterpillars
smoke where Humpty Dumpty

always has a story to tell
where politics become

but a fantasy, where riddles
come like fables and

parables. after all these
imaginings, i am lost

and then, i forget alice.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To-Day, This Insect

To-day, this insect, and the world I breathe,
Now that my symbols have outelbowed space,
Time at the city spectacles, and half
The dear, daft time I take to nudge the sentence,
In trust and tale I have divided sense,
Slapped down the guillotine, the blood-red double
Of head and tail made witnesses to this
Murder of Eden and green genesis.

The insect certain is the plague of fables.

This story's monster has a serpent caul,
Blind in the coil scrams round the blazing outline,
Measures his own length on the garden wall
And breaks his shell in the last shocked beginning;
A crocodile before the chrysalis,
Before the fall from love the flying heartbone,
Winged like a sabbath ass this children's piece
Uncredited blows Jericho on Eden.

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poem by Dylan Thomas
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Deeds rather than words express my concept of the part religion should play in everyday life. I have watched constantly that in our movie work the highest moral and spiritual standards are upheld, whether it deals with fable or with stories of living action.

quote by Walt Disney
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Experience Reality Legend Fable

experience is life real raw felt first hand
individually family community endured
wounds physical emotional are mourned
disaster horrific impact wounds seasoned
salt tears shed bitter loss stuns afflicted

experience witnessed is etched into landscapes
experience witnessed stretches to far horizons
disasters holocaust plague beyond comprehensions
acceptances tolerances tested beyond pain thresholds
normality security shelter food resources possessions

centuries-old stand carved stone tablets
hundreds of tsunami warning stone markers
fabled tsunami waves devouring land lives
devastation legendary loss dwarfs memories
scale wave force shadow outruns warnings

witness awareness realities lost in three generations
generation enduring disaster becomes aged survivors

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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miracle of genetics,
pooled by a heritage
fooled by the fables

seek revelation,
in knowledge of faith,
plagued by mortaity

live in a culture,
nurtred by nature
culled by fate

flying at windows of physics
hurting our wings
flirt with Sol's
Promethean gift

get stuck
in the pudding
of a cooling cosmos

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poem by Shimon Weinroth
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Gold digger and the Golden Goose

Though the miner digs for gold he never gets gold; only the weekend poor wage he counts with tears
And the gold runs to the tycoon.
The poor man's golden goose never lays golden eggs.

*[ According to the ancient Greek fable, the owner killed the goose to get all the gold at once.]

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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To Tori Amos

(after Fearlessness; ep. Night of Hunters)

The ray of light, you said
Coming from the horizon
in the morning
Before sunrise
Through the fingers dance
on the piano keys

Run deep into the jungle
A thousand fables stories
Hiding behind the shoes
Bushes crying

Blue sea, blue sky
Land of the ancient
Land spill tears
Golden moon drops
on the cheek

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poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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(Reading Poem) An Escape

To an insight forever more
To the unknown worlds I explore
Travel the unknown
Something ventured
Something gained
Open the book and close your eyes
Whether of the grim
Whether of the greatest
Its still there
In all its glory
It doesn't have to be the fabled story
Perfection is but a mere reflection of such horrid experiences
To tell is my deaths escape
With a single kiss I embrace

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Parable

I read how Quixote in his random ride
Came to a crossing once, and lest he lose
The purity of chance, would not decide

Whither to fare, but wished his horse to choose.
For glory lay wherever turned the fable.
His head was light with pride, his horse's shoes

Were heavy, and he headed for the stable.

poem by Richard Wilbur
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Pegasus

Lava gouts from the volcano's jagged neck,
hot and thick as a gorgon's blood
and snakes into the sea's cold check,
where seething baleful steam clouds scud.
Pale ashen horse heads for the stratosphere.
Flailing hooves split white moonbeams
scattering red and gold, sear shear,
for the morning and evening sun to glean.
Gentle sweep of noctilucent wings
filters moonlight, blue as fabled springs.

poem by Diane Hine
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Away From Home

A frame
lifts the skirt of a portrait
and throws her genitalia
on your face.
A twin blast has taken place.

Why did you stand for
eclecticism?
The fables will miss you
and blue horse
will not return home.

The naked feet
will roam on grass, when
shoes will ask;
what is the miracle?
It happens once a while.

Reified the colors into pink
thighs – for every word,

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poem by Satish Verma
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Soul Shock Tremors

soul shock endeavours
wake up call from heaven
are all these constant tremors

Will you put your faith in science?
Or in new government global alliance?
God warns in aftershocks human defiance?

Do you think the Bible is a book of fairy tales?
Miracles no longer happen or never happened fables?
You rest assured in science God is about to turn tables?
Bible prophecy about to be fulfilled on Revelation scales?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Critick and the Writer of Fables

Weary, at last, of the Pindarick way,
Thro' which advent'rously the Muse wou'd stray;
To Fable I descend with soft Delight,
Pleas'd to Translate, or easily Endite:
Whilst aery Fictions hastily repair
To fill my Page, and rid my Thoughts of Care,
As they to Birds and Beasts new Gifts impart,
And Teach, as Poets shou'd, whilst they Divert.

But here, the Critick bids me check this Vein.
Fable, he crys, tho' grown th' affected Strain,
But dies, as it was born, without Regard or Pain.
Whilst of his Aim the lazy Trifler fails,
Who seeks to purchase Fame by childish Tales.

Then, let my Verse, once more attempt the Skies,
The easily persuaded Poet cries,
Since meaner Works you Men of Taste despise.
The Walls of Troy shall be our loftier Stage,
Our mighty Theme the fierce Achilles Rage.

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poem by Anne Kingsmill Finch
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The Little People

Every culture tells us of little people living
We've discounted such mythologies
Without for a moment giving
Any credence to such tales
We've seen them as pure fables
Now little people fossilised
Have been found and it seems that man is able
To develop into different forms
Not just the form we've taken
For a different evolution makes
These tales no longer fancy
So let us celebrate folklore
It will surprise us what we can see.

poem by David Keig
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Lone Founts

Though fast youth's glorious fable flies,
View not the world with worldling's eyes;
Nor turn with weather of the time.
Foreclose the coming of surprise:
Stand where Posterity shall stand;
Stand where the Ancients stood before,
And, dipping in lone founts thy hand,
Drink of the never-varying lore:
Wise once, and wise thence evermore.

poem by Herman Melville
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Good Hats And Good Boots...

enjoying the stillness of night,
the cooling hand on my brow....
so much to do tomorrow, and the heat...
but for now.... just the stillness....
my prayer for each of you...
the fabled key,
that you already have.
no need for road signs or lanterns...
the feet of your hearts know the way!
and the kiss of your most intimate longing,
the secrets that only you can know...
i will return when i can,
until then, good hats and good boots!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Wanting Perfection

A news-sheet locally upsets the panic,
The head of the royal family;
The Kaiser wants perfection
Not psychedelic arithmetic,
A head of the family.

A fabled reason for lies has emerged red,
The fabric of some tennis has begun.
A newspaper may speak only once.

This sovereign was a fabulous favorite,
Wafer-thin stomach and waist,
Like the praise so frothing inside.
Wickedly the sunshine spreads
To engulf the regions of the prayers.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Children of the Gods

Long ago while the mortals slept
Gods of old, scared of destiny
Mingled themselves to children.
Destiny’s wing passed them
Her eyes shielded from their forms.
That was then this is now.
Upwards they climb from the landfill
That is mankind.
Who can stop them?
Who would hinder them?
From a fable they manifest
Their souls daring Destiny.

poem by Damian Patterson
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Old Friend

Eager to know your old pal's mundane
Dear ‘m good, Right as Rain.

Forbearance taught me lot through years
Found sustained joys in temporal pain.

Partner in crime, if u recall
Were tingling charms, taged in a chain.

Found many secrets and distorted truths
Friendship is sacred, not profane.

Time unfold many fables and lies
Wise are bitten once, seldom again.

Better to cut your own peaches now
Nice meeting you again, but can't entertain.

poem by Samima Shah
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The Parallel

Prometheus, forming Mr. Day,
Carved something like a man in clay:
The mortal's work might well miscarry;
He that does heaven and earth control
Has only power to form a soul;
His hand is evident in Harry,
Since one is but a moving clod,
Th' other the lively form of God.
'Squire Wallis, you will scarce be able
To prove all poetry but fable.

poem by Matthew Prior
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