Best Dehydrating Poems

Once we sang
songs of summer,
now melodies freeze
in winter winds.

If only tears could
strum guitar strings.
Revealing the truth,
as your voice just lies.

Why whisper words,
fingertips refuse to play.
Sad songs,
hide behind metaphors.
The audience begs for one more,
but the tongue yearns for 
a silent serenade.

In the ballad of yesterday,
there were...

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Let’s say the number 1
iconically speaks in Left-Yang Universal Language,
root of ecosystemetrics,

while PlaceHolder (0)
bicamerally dreams in Right-YinDiPolar ReGenerative PolyCultural Action,
health-flow of autonomic, enthymematic thought and awareness
influenced by feelings of EarthCentric  BiCameral Consciousness
as Plan A,
so number 1 is actually each Ego’s Plan B holon of...

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Morning drizzle
Drops of rainbow;
Colours dazzle

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Weather contrast
Hot and dehydrating;
Sticky humidity

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Lonely songbird
Dawn epiphany;
Lost lover's lament

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New journal entry
Ring-bound folio;
Ink stain memory

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Sleepy distractions
Lazy Saturday weather;
Bakery fragrance 

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Towering monolith
War memorial site;
Our glorious dead

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Relics of war here
Public cenotaph;
Never ever forget

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City lights twinkle
Festive air prevails;
May Day holiday

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Valedictory speech
Gratitude meets promise;
Ambitious plans

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Squirrel zigzags
Sideways...

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My trees are being rampaged by man's cruelty;
doesn't he feel empathy when they crumble down,
to be shipped on barns and trains for huge profits?
And while my darlings don't bleed like he does, they suffer by far...
and they feel the same pain when the ax or...

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Summer speaks to me by waking me up early
Playing tunes of beautiful song bird melodies
Blowing cool breezes in early mornings
Creating chimes of rustling tree leaves

She speaks to me through marvels of elaborate spider webs 
Through various trees’ dazzling green shades 
Through fascinating designs on butterfly...

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Patterns of phylogenic history
retell our creative creation story
as bicameral restoration
of Earth's nature-spirit ecology,
both Eastern karma
and Western co-redemptive grace.

Spiritual memory experience
of RNA
and later DNA developments
and traumatic extinctions,
positive great transitions
and double-negative traumas;
are exegetical rhythms
and sacred seasoned pattern 
teachers.

Religious language is our eisegetical listener,
subjective explorer,
witness
sometimes embedded in changing...

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M-y Friday goes like this…
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F-reed from the worst nightmare by the crowing of a rooster at five in the morning
R-unning on the track like there is no other morning
I-t’s noon now, so dehydrating that I wish to calm the sun with something...

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Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, Harpo, Groucho, and Chico) 
whose acts brought generations of laughter to Vaudeville and 
then the Silver Screen adlibbed, linkedin, and ransacked skits 
zoid material Bing very loosely based on writings of Karl Marx 
(No relation) and Friedrich Engels. They whar...

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Twenty-three chromosomes from my mother
Twenty-three chromosomes from my father
Already, I feel loved
Three weeks now and my heart is beating
My blood is pumping
My brain is dividing into three primary sections
Already, I am alive
Four weeks now and my limbs are taking shape
By five weeks I have my...

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i need to GET OUT
DEHYDRATING; stuffy
can't wait for OUTSIDE...

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As my closed eyes open and the dream of my calves playing among the corals curtail,
I realize that my body is contiguiting the earth,
perhaps the shore,
because I can feel the sharps rays of the blazing sun puncture my tender skin.
Yes. It is the shore. 
I...

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Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, 
Harpo, Groucho, and Chico), whose 
acts (along Seuss iz Zacks Fifth 
Avenue) brought generations of 
laughter to Vaudeville, and then 
the Silver Screen adlibbed, linkedin, 
and ransacked skits zoid material 
Bing very loosely based on his best 
known writings (Oh...

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I woke up and took a good look in the mirror today,
I didn't recognize who i was but who i saw had this to say,
dreams are floating around like a lost boat at sea,
trying to look past the waves to see where land be,
should i...

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first stage

I am decaying
Right in this very moment
Actually tasting, enjoying the very process of it
Shrinking, dehydrating 
Burning some high dangerous levels of vitality
Wasting layers
My body.
Eating its own share of sustainable proteins
Radical speed approach
Passing and pissing time
Withering through an extremely tight and yet scattered carcass.
I’m only...

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Tale of two Cracks 
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Farmers Heel crack
S C R E A Ms
Bountiful harvest 
is no time to rest  
From Farm to Market
Middlemen exploit 
Money lenders squeeze 
Scheme benefit vanishes 
Bumper crops 
finally yield cropped price 

Farmers lugged 
on soil to survive
But best efforts 
and...

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