Best Shrilling(A) Poems

LIFE IN ETERNITY*


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The cheerful trumpet of miraculous life, imperatively sounded in 
My mother’s life-giving womb,
Heralding with its melodic tune another animation: MINE!
And as my innocent infantile heart was provoked by
The challenging divine call, 
Started beating tenderly in the rhythm of never-dying cosmos
Thus making me ALIVE!...

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The Power of One

Slowly shadows devour the day’s light,
The silhouette of fear draws breath 
From the soul left gasping,
A firestorm of fury gathering,
Like mists of plagues escaping
From an ancient land of sand and tombs
With locusts warning of hope’s starvation
To escort the darkness rising 
Turning pleas...

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Four legs quiver
like clumsy cabrioles
striking smooth gray rivers
of zig-zag sidewalk barrios
in rhythm with happy shivers
syncopated on a muffled drum
as we talk and stroll

On our way
hand-in-hand
we persuade and pretend
this day away
taunting and cajoling to demand
laughing “hide and seeking”
chasing and skedaddling
poking and peeking
like cuddly pandas
or canoodling otters
splashing...

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Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Cabrona
Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure
Spills.

I want 
This.
I must 
Have this.

I sink
Into
The brink
Of madness....

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Lazily musing on the bank of a gently flowing stream, 
I mulled upon life: was it reality or naught but a dream? 
Then at the moment I pondered, what and why? 
I heard a musical chorus from somewhere nearby. 

Though immersed in reverie, I became...

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Flies swarm the dead corpse lying in the dirt.
A day passes without a flower or soft spoken word.
Footsteps approach, stop; shuffle back and forth, 
kick the soil then meander on. 
Blustery wind blows cold, whipping up debris 
then laying it atop the stiff body.
The night...

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Gazing through the crystal clear morn,
Mirrors of curves in face,
Light winged feathers in the sky
Shrilling about yet another day;
With avid and sporty,
Besides discreet to humans.

Gazing through the crystal clear morn,
Dear of my heart stay ubiquitous,
Reflecting and revering the two curves
Albeit a day of dissatisfaction;
Replacing my...

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Estephania was the Spanish horse,
with a chestnut coat and mane   
and a lighter long tail...and she ate
alfalfa for strong teeth and bones.


She was domesticated, losing her liberty
and neighing she showed keen ability:
to spot dangers on a perilous path...
Estefania even stopped for a stranded...

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Hundred steps I made
From soiled ground to the bridge of cursed shade

Three dungeons of heroic souls
Locked up over four hundred in shoals

Living souls of eddies drilling
Dying breaths of  bodies shrilling

Hidden story of men of courage
To die in Atlantic is sweeter than bondage

Eighteen hundred and...

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Ideas conveyed in trails of semantics
Or moving over horse and bars in gymnastics
Tumbling, rolling, scribbling phonetics
Reeling, shrilling, scorching like ballistics

Quibbling over ideas and reams of whims
Rattling odd stories of soul's whines and trims
Yours is the power over lines and grims
Absolution or redemption atop one's dreamed
...

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This year will continue the worsening war
For the reader of this very poem
The media spoon-feeds sex and gore
To assure a desensitized, brainless syndrome 
Leaving sheepy minds to wander and roam

As the sheep do roam, the wolves never stop
They keep the sheep dumb so they might...

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Eagles hover above shrilling and circling under clouds,
their curved beaks seek prey in the azure lake... 
searching and swooping to snatch the Tundra swans
placidly swimming in the waters after daybreak.

The October wind isn't tame and it turns ferocious,
blowing and whistling over the water that riddles;
and...

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fear to uncover a mysterious pain
reach a depth of darkness hell
she blocked me out, and 
heaped hills within hills
masked her ravaged heart 
with forceful smile
her lips stayed shut, yet
spoken without a sound
crumbling body ruins, 
banned from a touch of love.
wistful eyes drowned 
in a floating...

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Winter has left, spring has arrived;
day has the same duration of night,
this astronomical event is too unique:
earth orbiting sun is utterly mystique.
a change of season is announced;
swallows engage in acrobatic flight!

Winter was only a bale of unhappy memories, 
melting snow creates brooks that quickly flow;
look...

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CHOREOGRAPHY of LIFE and DEATH
(Four times I have crossed swords with death up to now!)


The cheerful trumpet of 
Miraculous life,
Imperatively sounded in 
My mother’s life-giving womb,
Heralding with its melodic tune 
Another animation:
MINE!
And as my innocent 
Infantile heart, provoked by
The challenging divine call, 
Started beating tenderly...

Continue reading...