Long Acoustics Poems

• rainfall - the blue summer sky making up her mind/you riding your bike from your university to your dorm/wind in your hair, you smile as it plants kisses on your cheek/there has been always...

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Walking through the guarded gate and onto my children’s school grounds, the impact of the 
80mm and 120mm mortars crashing to earth caused me to pause. When you couple this with 
the repetitive thrumming of...

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Isn't it funny how much things change
Isn't it funny how much we crave the things
that never turn out right
like how for 11 years
we crave growing older, growing up
to finally realizing
there's these sets of rules and...

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Peaceful slumber engulfs my existence
my soul awakens in a tranquil silence
it floats away with waves leaving my body
a spirit astray guided by pristine breeze
that blankets my photons in a lit entropy
a silhouette I become in...

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First , to understand harmony as charcterized by a concordant 
which is to formerly agree........converge , is to approach the same point from 
different directions , to form unity toward a common result . The...

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I told myself I wouldn’t stress.
But it’s eight p.m. and I’m a mess
I really wanted to be profound
But I couldn’t decide what to write about
Something metaphorical? That’d require me to think
Insanity? I’m on the brink
I...

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Moon In Auburn


As the stars were heaped upon a mantles Shangri-La
The miniature toy town beneath its cape 
Quiet hung in yellow golden windows lit
So silent in the dales and woods blanket
The dog fox cry echoed...

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Sometimes I can’t decide whether or not
these words are saving me,
or if I’m wasting my time -
circling around the same clogged drain. 
Damning myself with the filth of what I’m trying
so desperately to rid myself...

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Reverberation time too can revert, 
Noisy sound  can avert.                         ...

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Suddenly a peculiar audible yet indescribable cacophony plays inside my head,
A thick constant racket of insectoid screams terrorizing me as I lay inside my bed. 

Here it is again, in its orchestrated cricketing song behind...

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hey danny, do you remember...

...dueling 'blind melon' acoustics
on your living room floor?
...falling asleep all afternoon
on the hammock, couch or floor?

...hanging out with yoko ono
at the lennon art show?
...painting murals in the school halls
they're still there,...

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you spilled
from my fingertips.

I painted
the sunrise in puddles of your faded expressions
and grew cities 
from the glimmer of smiles burning in your eyes

I could swim in the cerulean blue
of your mile-wide iris,
or drown myself in...

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I remember the first time you touched me, I pulled away, cause it just made me feel uncomfortable he said. She asked why and all he could say was,,, It's complicated. See he was like...

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Birds flying away, scattering greyish skies
Ebullient landscapes changing with sunrise
Autumn arriving briskly with chilling air
Umbrellas opening yelling November beware
Trees undressing with full colors displaying
Illusive temperatures plummeting and staying
Falling leaves mastering paintings, Van Gogh
Underground creatures are...

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Captivating rhythms and acoustics
Forged through repetitions of worlds creations
An unfathomable force ever in existence
Expressed in a singular performance

Living each day until your last to fulfil a talent
Although talent is never enough, you were defiant 
In...

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Termites  
                           chatter
     ...

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I miss the electric hum of a landline.
Some long nights I could hear it listening to itself
as if plugged into several minds all at once.
It was sound without daylight,
night echo’s that lingered into the day.

The...

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Oh, you’re cool. Deck.
With your battered copy of Naked Lunch
tucked away in your thrift-store
		-satchel, it’s definitely a satchel-
that holds your cigarettes,
the ones you bummed last Wednesday,
and the extra scarf you keep with you
	at all times
just...

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When sound waves go airily,	                              ...

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She was a kitchen singer.
Her mother, who had the knack
of never appearing young
(though she was never that old),
did not approve of the vocal arts.
She would shush, and hush, and tsk-tsk
whenever songs made the kitchen jingle-jangle,
the...

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My prose my soul i hold my purpose
DisEnchanted. Discontented disheartened
Melancholy me naturally you think  that
We would have learned from previous

Mistakes  there're wars after wars after many
since  the dawn of time there are
Numbers...

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my parched eyes watch torrents of rain 
lashing the glass windows
of my chic office on the seventeenth floor
can't hear the tinkling of drops 
or rumbling of clouds though
the sound obscured by engineered acoustics

I shut my...

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With a golden nape, that area on the neck’s rear,  
And a silent voice, excluding some chirps and stonks, 
Speaking only to young, or between two or some in flight, 
The golden eagle exudes...

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Here, in this place, tonight-
we’re wrapped up in cosmic 
tendons, pulsing and threatening
to sway. To become slack like the ancient
piano strings Mozart left behind with 
God when he had his first dream 
of symphonies born...

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Swirling Layers of Chiffon

Swirling layers of chiffon and lace
Soft auburn curls brush against her face
Striking green eyes see through his soul
Alabaster smile, kisses hot like an embered coal

Her creamy completion is glowing in the sun
Soft...

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