Best Eking Poems

Inspired by the painting by Salvador Dali:
'The Persistence of Memory'

The endless eking out of time
Drains me of my verve
Trying to recall what once was mine
Is any sense of self conserved?
If I could summon just an ounce
Of the energy I need
This state of melancholy I would...

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SOFT SENSUALITY

While the waiting is nearing
The longing doubly suspenseful
Mechanically or tender make it eager of welcome
Perhaps hugging and kissing
Will never dampen homesickness
Everything in the “kubo” is envious
Every minute a comfort and intimate
Even crickets stop cricketing
And eking doors shut up and posts oiled
All holes on the...

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As corporate execs rub their hands together
In greedy glee on seats of plush leather
The man on the street smells the breath of the city
Whilst the man in the tower thinks himself quite witty
As the look down upon the masses below
Eking a living, walking hungry and...

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Himalayas

Eons ago in the planet’s evolution,
During tectonic plate movement: 1
The Indian Island Ma moved northward
Crashing into the Eurasian continent,
To form the Himalayan mountains. 2

Out of the chaos, towering peaks arose,
Piercing heavenly soft, white cotton clouds,
Bursting into clear blue skies as Earth revolved,
And orbited the sun...

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Beeping, chirping silicon beasts;
no souls have they, to say the least.
Shrilly, shrieking, cell phones, beeping; 
alarms that keep us all from sleeping.

Walking, stalking cameras gawking; 
all of our privacy they’re hawking..
What happened to the common sense, 
that kept those things outside our fence?

Creeping, sneaking, auto-voices...

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From Mastadonian timelessness
Thru Neolithic mankindliness 
Past icy agey instances
Cave-ember dream sequences
Animal carcass sustenances
Tribal ritual religiousness 
Guttural language utterances
Savage native dominances
Eking marginal existences
Toward era-ending extinguishes

To Nomadic brutal homelessness
Under cracking cultural bridginess
Under societal forgetfulness
Under Military expansiveness
Governmental negligences
A congenital hopelessness
Constitutional vagariousness
Evolutionary pervasiveness
Solitary survivalness
That’s my piece of boniness
My tent...

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The mosaic

A myriad of faces,
 Most, long and forlorn,
 Each in a constant flux,
 Eking out a living
 Worry, deeply etched,
 Like parallel ridges,
 On an otherwise barren waste

The many faces,
 Painted with the ink,
 Of the pains,
 Of successive failed leaderships,
 On the canvas;...

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A WALK IN THE DARK

The cold wind stung my ego
As my feet darted down the corridor of nowhere
The bitter push whipped through my skin
I slithered through the arrogant open gate
I elbowed my way into the dark world
Dinning with fear and pride along the streets and...

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Jeweled morning glows
Echoes of birds from the trees
Withering the night

Juice flows in flowers
Eternal sap of our love
Wellspring of our joy

Jars of honey brim
Erratic flies the loud bee
Woodlands rich in bloom

Just us on these sands
Erecting castles again
Wading in sunlight

Joy is a fresh tide
Eloping from the cracked...

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Mayhem, pandemonium 
total chaos, bedlam, devastation.
A soft, soothing breeze turns
into a whirlwind, a hurricane causing
havoc, death, destruction and untold misery…
Is it the fault of the fair wind?

The life-giving rainfall
cool, refreshing, revitalizing, 
turns into rainstorm,
violent thundershower, lightning
causing flash flood, landslide, 
mass wasting and shambles…
Is it the...

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On common land,within the wood
Eking a living as best they could,
Betwixt Roundhead & Cavalier,they stood-
These children of the new forest
Adventures filled ,with youthful zest.

(Frederick Marryat-Children of the New Forest)...

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Amidst the mist, perchance!
The besieged me, accentuates..
gamboling at that ephemeral glance,
The demure Soul for a moment, eluates. 


Defying every dulcet wrath,
with my erstwhile prudent..
eking out, what I ever hath,
ineffable! yet a halcyoninan incipient.


I ride astride now, towards then..
from what is lurking afore,
groping the gossamer, to...

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My big friend has locked me
Inside of his house
I do not believe 
I will ever get out

I don’t really mind
It’s comfy and warm
And except for that dog
I never face harm

In the earliest days
of my feline existence
A tough stray I was
Eking out my subsistence

Having lost all...

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Chapter 13d

Yet at length he reawakened 
As if in another lifetime 
Han discerned a sound and movement 
Stiffly rose to look about him

And he saw his precious Matto
Crouching near him in the vessel!
That was now half filled with water
Matto quietly worked at bailing 
 
With...

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