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"yul" poems
*Echo's of Yul; 7,000 trenches and more Have your winded bounds broken Demolish in all, foil through wind Echo's of Yul barely spoken When struck from sky; great atmosphere gates Product elements; no more bounds Perish your heights from foot to wing, And capture deserved golden crowns While mirrors reflect grounds of soil Soaring you will above all, Breaking seized rules; Newton is fooled "Echos of Yul"! he will squall*
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Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 2:52 PM UTC
Echo's Ov Yul
I roll and smoke tobacco like a seventies Hollywood cowboy remembering Yul Brynner who died of lung cancer and made a small advert advising people to not smoke, but its all too late for most smokers. And I just do not get how one of The Magnificent Seven could die except in a gun fight, surely he should have gone out in a hail of bullets, defending some innocent folk from the evil greed of outlaws.
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Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 9:50 AM UTC
Yul Brynner
Optimo, they say in Pahree, of course, you knew, fine is just fine for the unworldly. For such as inhabit my spirit realm, nothing but the best of days remain. Madness, as a pastime, suffices as artificial, made artwise, too beautiful for any common sense… ah, yet, on such a day, we may agree we find time expands, at a glance from those makers of perfect sense from pastence, old lines yes, optimo, fine lines the best, in fact oh, some time ago, when all were mad as I. --------------- While watching Hepburn as the Mad Woman of Chaillot, because, voila, I sought a forgotten line, from when, as a boy of seventeen, I played Yul Brenner's role, while then, my best friend, some while dead, now, had the role Danny Kaye plays in the movie, I never watched until today. But, why, of course, your curiosity is piqued, perhaps the perfect point, what we reexperience is richer than just fine, it must be truly optimo to meet criteria of old age mere satisfaction, whereby we call all our ghosts to laugh once more, exactly as before. Of course with somewhat greater effect. Assuming you know what I mean, those Jungian types are quite alive… the greedy, the payers of tribute to Trump and his ilk selling Israel fine American genocide tech.
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Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 3:09 PM UTC
On so fine a day