Long Abstracts Poems

Poem inspired by a 2013 Australian apocalyptic thriller movie known as, "These Final Hours". Depending on certain criteria, YouTube is running this movie in its entirety free for most, if not, some of its viewers.

In...

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(Holding fire and water together) 
I don't know why the rain keeps writing the 
name of Nigeria on the ground in every corner. 
I don't know why we are this broken and 
tortured like the...

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In the avenues of thought you stirred up ripples 
And waves, and raised all the dust that had settled 
On everything that sat within the circumference
Of a space between two meanings
A tale of two cities

And...

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The elegant thoughts of a precious mind the computational formula of a wicked demise. 
Conceptual seires of theories a conspiracy to seduce persuasive succulent poetry.  
Wicked mistress of promiscuous thoughts succulent dreams aromas of...

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*Image of Paradox of a Mindfoolness.


Irreconcilable Paradox

The midnight sun casts about clear shadows amidst a
     twilight noon, 'tis yesterday.
The windy gale brews, astir none to wake the quietude,
   ...

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Spilling a stampede of ink's prisms in brilliant
 words infusing a Poet's thoughts.
Conveying creativity to provocative
 imaginations .

Implicitly complying to isolating reality
Creating new dimensions where
Clock's spilling time's perceptions living
the moment of now forever. 
Clockwise wisdom...

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Permaculture Design
is the opposite of Agriculture Resigned
to unacceptable short-term financial risks
and long-term health and nutrition disasters.

Permaculture Design
is a hybrid of Agriculturally resilient health-climates
and Landscape Architecture,
Design and Engineering 
Planting and Harvesting economic cycles
to create not only...

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Writings moving through me with the Holy Spirit,
Inviting exquisite artistry like Hebrew so I write it automatically,
Transmitted and sent with rugged style of construed truth, 
To induce questions within the golden age of the awakening...

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Few years back I use to make Paintings
Mostly of landscapes 
And sometimes, abstracts or portraits

The oil paintings which I use to make were such,  
That anyone would have 
Found them to possess and love

It...

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If truth had a color,
when twilight bleeds 
burgundy rivers,
you’ll find these garnet 
eyes pleading
to be heard through 
poetic sunsets. 
For I’ve been swirling 
and twirling
through nomadic illusions,
like a goddess of 
thunder with a tiger spirit,
never...

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As the glistening jewels 
         of snow cascade like 
ballerinas pirouetting 
      to the crescendo of time, 
choreographed from porcelain 
 ...

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Image: Cloud Fantasy, by Susan Lawrence

On spring's green carpet I repose, revitalizing the soul
passing slow minutes pondering the sky

The lake whispers a morning meditation
as memories abound of cloud fantasies
a thousand ships of condensation dreams

Assorted sizes,...

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To get lost amidst a painting
cast into my mind
falling into my eyes
all these scenes creating
fast forward and rewind
all that is before me, can shatter into behind
the distance between us is clearly insurmountable
oh, but the numerous...

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I and my church
Is just like I and Jesus
In league to beat a search
Which is earthly ambitious
For eon's fulfilment cum crown
Fast becoming neglected in town

I and my church
Is an ideal movement with God
Though not much...

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Dear December, 
Forgive my silence, 
I’m still bleeding from 
         the lacerations,
I still hear the echoes 
from our confrontations.
So much was 
   lost in translation,
though...

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A rush of force hits my face 
As bare skin touches bare skin 
And all feeling escapes from my now raw cheek
The stinging subsides but now my heart is pounding hard and loud
He will hear...

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Sometimes, we expect 
the sun to rise and smile,
through hazy hellish clouds
carrying vindictive 
verdicts of venomous vultures, 
surmising hues of 
ink to pierce through 
pores of this bleeding pen,
imagining rainbows 
will unravel colors,
in violent violets...

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*Image of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde poster by Wiki.

That's Close Enough

Shapeshifters, and or, shapeshifting ... preps our world always,
A speck sans a cavass, ... materializes a work of art,
At spans of reckoning, ... outlandish...

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I'm a provocative artist spilling ink's 
brilliant spectrums of colorful emotions. 
Productive Poet seeking worldwide 
philosophical philosophies ambitions 
of "crazy mind's ". 

Provoking philosophical philosophy 
streamlining ergonomics of the mind 
in life's angelic orchids of...

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Unwrapping both a blessing and a curse, extracts	
Love’s essence painting souls and framing them abstracts.
 
Too brazen into Jung’s collective we were when,
Our fists were punching holes up through the floors of Heaven.
  
We...

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Introspection 

suspends in dark blue amnion
as rainwater blooms a reflection pool
an oasis of energy for contemplative embryo;
in stillness I grow.. my pulse a flowing stream of raindrops 
my body  the rhythm maker  ...

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WASTELAND

possessed
by words
            yet
             discourse-less
        ...

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possessed
by words
            yet
             discourse-less
        ...

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Momentary lapse of reasoning
behind exemplary seasonings 
give way to life's spicy habanero 
awesomesauce.
Life's seasoning of sweet-&-sour puckers
Sweet puckering of every souring breath.

Life's wicked stammer nailing it 
like a swift hammering blow 
squashing pinpoint accuracy.

Strawberry daiquiris...

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I hate my mortal-made visage,
this neatly numbered plaque.
Not once did I demand a form,
for I was born abstract.

It hurts enough to hold my seat
along with Lady Life,
and watch her wondrous dance debase
before my boundless sight.

It...

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