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  333.     

LOFTY TANGO IN LONDN 'SNOWY DAYS' - WAEL MOREICHEH

TO

KINGS OF GENOCIDE in any place of world

AND

'what`s do Hamlet`s uncle for this glory'....

......like out of ATLANTIC STAGE

OR

an ATLANTIC WALLS BESIDE Apollo

CAN and can`t fight

three poems about lovers

about 'sleeping flowers in mid - night of April

LORD OF RUMOURS and realism


SAYS.......true

DIVINE COMEDY OVER COME

'BLIND - FOLD FOR MURDER ED IN THE BATTLE OF NORMANDY

what`s...

LAST PARADISE LOST LUST? ?


GIVE MY KIND LOVE TO

STRANGEST LOVE OUT HEAVEN OR

FLOWERS DEW

ARE OUR GROVE DEJECTED?

THE WEST AVENUE

not FOR NOTHING IN THE STATION OF Los Angelenos
SO

'CHICAGO POEMS'

BESIDE TRAFALGAR BATTLE

AND....lost world

THE BED OF THE OCEAN

AND

THE ARTS OF LOVE

WAEL MOREICHEH
 
WAEL MOREICHEH

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  334.     

Last Night I Dreamt

Last night I dreamt
that I went to the movies-
Looney Tunes and Merrie Melodies
on the silver screen in the darkness
of the old Stratford Theater on 63rd-

I sat enthralled as I sailed on wings
of imagination in the grimy movie palace-
I sailed above a second-hand life
of battered furniture in a dingy flat
third floor front on Halsted Street

I sat in the cockpit of a spitfire fighter
riddled by German ack-ack fire
as I guided my crippled bird
through red and black skies-
a tough Chicago kid riding the bird
all shot to hell
with a smile and a quip
on my lips

Though the angel of death
spread its dark wings
I came through on silver wings
of courage

Last night I dreamt again
that I escaped for a few hours
those mean streets
outside the dream palace
 
Michael Pruchnicki

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  335.     

Vote for Obama!

'Vote Obama! The past is history! Vote Obama! '
Mick applauded as he reached for the drink.
We waited for Mick's acerbic comment on
the heroic figure of our time.

'No, I'm serious. Read some of the opinions
expressed by other poets on this site about
poetry! Gush and emote, let it all hang out!
If you disagree, they ask if Chicago is still in
America? I suppose that means that in our
republic of drivel and pychobabble,
anything and everything goes, right?
That killer in DeKalb on St Valentine's Day
might have been a gentler, milder man
if only he had scribbled his drivel on
reams of paper, like you and me, right? '

Right you are, you Irish dinosauer!
 
Michael Pruchnicki

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  336.     

Welcome home!

As soon as I walked in, Kilmartin called out,
'Welcome home, brave Ulysses, from the strife! '

Now I was glad to be back in the neighborhood,
you can count on that, and the red-faced Kilmartin
with his exuberant Irish greeting, set my heart at ease.
All the lads who had dodged the draft and avoided combat
were sitting on stools at the mahogany bar in Kilmartin's
Kennel Club, waiting patiently for a live one to buy drinks.

Three years in the Far East had changed me, and fighting
in paddy fields had awakened me to what the world had
in store for a dumb mick from the south side of Chicago!
Sink or swim, lad, I thought as I scanned the crowd.
 
Michael Pruchnicki

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