Best Quicksands Poems

There is so little space I could give in my skies, 
Every moon has left a whole cluster of clouds full of lies, 
I cannot unclog a product polluted in disguise, 
Don’t ask me to lay in your web you chose to improvise , 
I...

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Miles and miles you travel
but see an empty desert
jaded and exhausted by such a long walk
you enjoy a frozen dessert

No trees, no water, nothing is found
except for sand and dirt
but one special thing found nowhere else
is the peace and silence of the desert

Desert snakes, quicksands...

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What sustains life are sacred values,
so what cannot sustain becomes pathological.

Matriarchy is about nurturing and care-giving,
protecting life and conserving cooperative energies;
yet that implies that patriarchy devolves to controlling
and competitive care-receiving,
destroying life as WinLose necessary
to violently offend against further competing failures of energy.

Patriarchy: Producing for this...

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Within its purest form impotent are the Earthly eyes
Amidst attempts to behold the wonder of its core
Reverse osmosis, listen, hear the light converse
It reveals all its truths to one's heart, first
In faithfulness then, twined paradox unlocks
Healing the blind unto knowledge of the universe

Ponder upon what...

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Operating from our corridors in this oasis
We sit or stand concerned about passers by
To wave farewell or badmouth
To smile clearly or grumpy

In this globe full of confused folks
With catastrophes hinged on sentimental posts
Bigotry borne of greed and jealousy
Hard faces masked with friendliness
As handshakes extend beyond...

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For I awake within a dichotomous dream,
I ask what is real that the eye may gleam…
Realities regulate as the heads at the helm,	
As dimensions deliberate a deceitful realm…

I walk through forests of faceless feeble time,
Nurturing nightmares of a calamitous climb…
Confronting creatures, succulents of the soul,
Upon...

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Inspired by "First light" 
instrumental.
Green tape instrumentals 
record by Evidence of Dilated 
Peoples.


Plan my escape out the depths 
of inferno
Time wasted as fast as 
cigarettes burning
As a fan of this form of art, 
back in the day
Listened, learnt, wrote a lot & 
I've come to...

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My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was...

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The phoenix has died
I can see that now
I can see it in your eyes.
Those bright blue, youthful eyes
once so hopeful, now restless...unfocused.

Once you were a phoenix
on the precipice of flight
with the promise of love and life
oh, how I yearn to see 
that life in you...

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My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was...

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My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was...

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My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was...

Continue reading...

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was...

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When the seeker becomes the flame he sought ~
In quicksands of desire, he’s never caught

11-February-2023...

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There are, there is, there once was, red inside the red
A doubt arose regarding that which is behind the walls
What lies between, below, above the objects olden clear 
Structures must be more than surface tension purple
Designed on future's night, darker than the pink within
Red above...

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