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Fragments(shadows of the hour)

Posted in Free Verse Poetry with tags , , , on April 10, 2013 by lengesinski

fragments exhibition

fragments exhibition (Photo credit: monkeyinfez)

Familiar Voices


Receiving Ears

Locking Eyes

Knowing Smiles

Body Languages

Not so Subtle


Silent Expectations…


Silent Language





Acquiescence to Time


And The Moment Passes….


Fragments(Shadows of an Hour)©Leonard.C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved(04/10/2013)


Posted in Free Verse Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on April 2, 2013 by lengesinski

English: Still from Intolerance by D. W. Griff...

English: Still from Intolerance by D. W. Griffith, a 1916 silent film. Scanned from an art book. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)




did we learn….CHOOSE

no longer

seeing, looking, hearing, considering, thinking



closed off,

or Illusion of….

safe and hopelessly, helpless, hapless



our own


with the tallest walls

thick and Full of

Politics, Religiosity, Prejudices, Intolerance




Human Condition 2013


Or Stay Course






Anymore©Leonard.C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved(04/01/2013)

Thanks to a Friend’s(Patrick J. Bannon) Thoughts in the Form of a Status from 03/28/2013—-Which Started with  ‘Anymore’.

Exit Stage Left……

Posted in Free Verse Poetry with tags , , , on November 22, 2012 by lengesinski

Tres Hombres

Tres Hombres (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Exit Stage Left……

Hello Old Friends

A Simple Nod to Times Past

The Hair is Lesser or Gray These Days

A Bit Crustier We Certainly Are

Few Hours Sharing Laughs, We’ve Not Lost That

Uncovering So Many Exploits Past

How Did The Time Go So Quickly?

Tres Hombres Staring at Fifty

Minus the Hubris of Youth

Acceptance of What Truly Is

No Illusions, No Fear, No Defiance

 Just Different Dreams and Wandering Paths

Took the Longest To Figure Out

That the Twinkle was always in Our Eyes

Focus was on Things Far and Distant Places

For a Morning,


And Young Again……..


Exit Stage Left© Leonard.C. Gesinski 11/17/2012

I-The Wretch(The Return only in the Distance)

Posted in Abstract Poetry, Poetry with tags , , , , on August 31, 2012 by lengesinski

Forgiveness Mandala by Wayne Stratz

Forgiveness Mandala by Wayne Stratz (Photo credit: Nutmeg Designs)

Themes on Forgiveness Trilogy


I-Regret(The Wretch)

II-Redemption(The Return)–Forthcoming

III-The Look Back(Experience)–Forthcoming





                          The Wretch(The Return only in the Distance)

Help Save Me

Help Save Me From Myself

The Rub of Jack Ketch’s Stranglehold, the Well Weathered Three Strand Twist of Rope,

Tied Around a Denying Heart,  Forever Unrelenting ,

Steadily Pulled Down into a Foggy Morass,  Own Sentencing,

Judge, Jury, and Executioner at The Ready for Years

Layered Guilt, and Self Loathing So Deep and  Under Hard and Rocky Soils

And Time Quells Not The Cold Fears

A Freedom Only a Willingness Away

(To Openly Forgive,  be Able  to Ask Forgiveness,  Make Amends)

The Wretch(The Return only in the Distance)© 2012 Leonard.C. Gesinski 082/27/2012(2100)

Special Thanks to Alma Delacruz Gossman for the Inspiration Behind This Piece, a Thread and Conversation about Forgiveness This Past Week. Alma is an Outstanding Poet and Artist. One of My Many Online Friends Who are Forever  Turning  Me Onto New Ideas, Viewpoints, Outstanding Writing, and Art.

Footprints(Where Giants Once Walked)

Posted in Prose with tags , on June 17, 2012 by lengesinski

English: Footsteps in the shingle A beachcombe...

English: Footsteps in the shingle A beachcomber had just walked by, collecting small pieces of amber which are frequently washed up on this stretch of Suffolk coastline. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Footprints in the fields Although reg...

English: Footprints in the fields Although registered as a public footpath, very few people walk this route these days. This is one of the less boggy fields we walked through… (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Footprints(Where Giants Once Walked)


I Give Heed,

Visions, Words, and Experiences.

All Seem to have been Ruminated Over,

By The Greatest Minds Over Time.


Not Stepping into  

But, an Honest Try at Reinterpretation.

Perhaps Seeing What Could Be Left,

the Tidbits and Morsels Left to be Discovered.


The Modern Day,

A Place Where I Truly Exist, and give Witness To.

Alas, Human Elements Bleed onto and Help Colour Interpretation,

(But) An Honest Attempt at Giving Witness to.


Footprints(Where Giants Once Walked)© Leonard.C. Gesinski  All Rights Reserved 07/15/2012


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