Long Abeyance Poems

Had I, been I, would I have been born in the all time of all of things positive Spanish, esp the Flamenco fragrance of all things love, life and flourish casting all pertinent fate to...

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I have waited for the New Age--that Tranelike return to my Mediterranean Sundance Always and Forever missing the  journey of the Caravansary of old.
Hence, Only Time and the touch of the Rio Ancho, its...

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"Eternity is the simultaneous whole, seen all at once. This is the character of eternity, and this what the past and future are in God." - Augustine of Hippo

"Eternity is not the hereafter. This is...

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Let me be clear with no fear 
an atigent of disagreement of any future tense pretense configuration that needlessly resends a sociomatic sick sentiment catalyst unbeknowingest clause to a comma, plagued prism contentious albeit forlorned,...

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*Image of A Fallen Smirk by DG.

Brace For Impact

Pillar of society, creme de la creme, important person,
   one to be reckoned by indeed.
One who's untouched by palls, frails near a radiant ray
 ...

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We grasp shadows flow over magenta light
      in the crystal trails of tourmaline
      yes, both of us will leave.
      ...

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The runway runs into her trained eyes
like a roadway that rushes red
into the dreams of her electrified soul,
she's so pretty in her disciplined perfection
a young body that knows years of rigor and ritual
with a mind...

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 never will I forget 
                          hearing
   ...

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Darkness and self-awareness drive me chaste.
But it has naught on musings upon life's haste.
I'm in abeyance due to the wrinkles in the mirror.
Once I grow anile, I ache to be born as a hearer.

Silently trusting...

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The harbor is alive with prayers and expectations, 
fishing boats jostle, make ready for outward bound, 
crews on their mettle load tackle, check rigging, 
as nets are dragged on board, sailors determined 
to grapple with...

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The harbor is alive with prayers and expectations, 
fishing boats jostle, make ready for outward bound, 
crews on their mettle load tackle, check rigging, 
as nets are dragged on board, sailors determined 
to grapple with...

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...an exercise in rhythm and imagery.


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The harbor is alive with prayers and expectations, 
fishing boats...

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Her neighbors claim her as their fairy,
And gather around to protect
This little wood nymph of their forest
Who so needs their love and respect.

They don't know how she came to their woodland.
It seems she is one...

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Me. What beauty catches one's eye?
Echo. May I?
Me. Please do elaborate my friend.
Echo. My friend?
Me. The beauty all around us,  all life.
Echo. All life?
Me. From unseen with the naked eye!
Echo. Naked eye?
Me. A microscope...

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can u tell me whomwhatwhere I am
or is everyone to blame
must i lose all Butt one limbs
and never hope to be the sames
I hide the mymemine unto all within'ins
and neverthewheretohereforwondery i was given
I don't know...

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There was a time with raging blaze

          when suspension lost track

               ...

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Hereabouts the thinning glades
Of sparse grey Birches:
Brackens crisp copper tresses 
All aglow;
Gently waking Snowdrops
Lift their sleepy heads
From leafy beds of woodland moil,
When tucked snugly up,
Out of intrusive sight and just 
Below.

Fondly the slowing bend
Hugs upon...

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For my soul feels agitated 
with desire for my rights
overriding reason.. desire
to overcome the oppressors
The yoke of oppression

The set of the system..
relegates me to a state
where i have to struggle
against great odds to be
accorded opportunity

Opportunity...

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Mount Baker seen from my window,
is framed in his garment of snow,
towering over his neighbors and
admired from the valley below.
His beauty can't be disputed,
the poets and artists concur.
His jealous sister is angry.
He's taking attention from...

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Baitless Abeyance

A man of some years with a face of little value,
Had a raggedy satchel and a beat up tackle box,
Both of which, were worth more than a face,
It set next to an opened cooler...

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In a realm of dreams and wonders untold,
A goddess adorned with a crown of gold
Glimmering orbs grace her celestial brow.
Drawing all eyes, mesmerizing somehow.

We gather in awe, astounded, and amazed.
Omnipotent! Just such that, I was...

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Sometimes I long to tell stories in more than songs
I want to peel banana soft gold against the teeth
Past the green stain of memories and patience sweet
I want to write histories of dreams lost in...

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Lachrymal layers within the Abyss of love’s laments that reminisce
Upon the edge a barbarous bliss which began with the eternal kiss
Where serpentine shadows swell and the jaded jackals joyously yell
Riding the conundrum carousel an elliptical...

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Whisper Of Your Soul
       (Soul Listens On A Whisper)

Murmurs soft are sensed, mimic nature, diaphanous clouds spread wide
Settle softer than a translucent butterfly on spring light snow
It is the...

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Puzzle Pieces
                       by Odin Roark

How troublesome the process
This jigsaw puzzlement of completion

That piece...

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