Long Banalities Poems

Go ahead
Dare to invite him
to a climaxing fall-colored picnic

To read you his obituary for himself
and for you,
subject to future updating
round perspectives
free for changing
still-evolving revolutions

Then,
my retrospective therapeutic turn
to introspectively review again
past traumas
of EgoSpection
surrounded outside
by his contextual...

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Commodities calmly caressing. Calling carrots. Calling capers. Calamity is not an injested window wiper nor a window sill so dare to jump off a pinnacle to declare justice. Arachnid akmed. Duty done. Swerved to serve....

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"Laid Upon Their Alters" 

qhapaq hucha 
it begins at birth
the most precious 
resource of all

we are registered,
audited, one by one
under the rod measured
by lizard rule 

the capacocha 
children of complacency
dumbed down, some
thorns, uppity, removed

heads counted...

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What I seek from you can not be found,
Its an overbooked story with an aim too high,
A dream too hopeful to overcome your lie, 
Written in tears meant to salt the ground.

Would be better to...

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My dearest Cordelia: I scribe this letter now to you from domestic port, the embrace of our farewell still entrenched deeply in my mind. The morn is now upon the tranquil bay and the fishing...

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Light reading

We are striding into the new year with news 
of an earthquake that got people to sit up instead 
of slumping on the sofa watching a Netflix 
banalities
Inundated with film, one realizes most of...

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There was nothing special about her,
She was just a girl;
Average at the naked eye.
Not too pretty,
Not ugly either.
Just a girl.
Nothing really standing out about her.
Nothing except her eyes.
They weren’t any special,
Beautiful,
Kind of color.
Except,
For those very...

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Descending war pile on my threadbare past or
I’m losing my grace, for the puzzle’s not solved or
My gallant blessing is never done working or
My ideas are like heaviness across blinding sky or
My oasis splashes upon...

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A hippopotamus in a tree is never the same as a forty foot sunbathing prawn with sunglasses. For in the eyes of the cool breeze not all can be delivered as speedily as a fish...

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Like an archaic humanoid dinosaur
     you  plunder through life taking no prisoners,
             with your philosophical knuckles dragging on...

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In the penumbra of life, a choir of lost souls dances,
Their ephemeral steps leave traces on the sands of passing time,
Their dreams, like night butterflies, crash into closed windows,
While the sea of existence churns under...

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An Afternoon Interlude.

It is a quiet afternoon, with the quiet burr of a furiously rotating overhead fan...
This office is empty, fellow workers are all off their posts for their lunch...
There is a bright glare from...

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Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees

Bulimic Barbies browse media monkey banalities

Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios

Dopamine dreams delineate check cash desires

Echo endophfins eulogize bullet brain excrement

Fecal folly fantasies reveal relevant frivolities

Gonadal grownups gulp secret...

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People like us cannot feel aloud
We hold the world's pain within our own
To mask the anxiety in our words, in our thoughts

We talk about spring and joy
Like we understand where it comes from
Because we felt...

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Trump 
 A week is a long time in politics it also a long time in an old man`s life 
who knows it can end when he sleeps; I say that and think of suicide...

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Do not sink the eastern ship when the western ship is spinning. Spanning the globe is never good in fist gloves. If one has no conception of seasons in a new place then surely it...

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fixity or flux
in the
 evasion of monotony
a linear turn
    to integrity
in phrasal inflections
scanning language
         in signature verse

internal sounds
     made prominent...

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fixity or flux
in the
 evasion of monotony
a linear turn
    to integrity
in phrasal inflections
scanning language
         in signature verse

internal sounds
     made prominent...

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Paired, With Reservations

The soft curve of her spirit- 
Her true shape only emergent after countless
Half-glances in the half-light of morning’s edge.
What line is drawn by the knife-edge of the sun’s first rays?
Who is slain in...

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The poet, like many in education’s grip,
Faces another summer with pockets stripped.
In Eckes’s poem, two forms meet face to face:
The unemployment office, a dreary place.

Insults and banalities fill its lines,
An object of necessity, far from...

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A tonic for the soul on this fine day
To quit the ruminations of the mind,
Let barren walls to nature's lure give way
And leave life's dull banalities behind.

On bended knees I loosen stubborn ground
And tackle weeds...

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Remember this poets, drink wine,
It is not talent that is important,
It is to have heart, drink wine,
Offer a drink to a friend or student

Make your friends, young and new, cry
Speaking of the primroses you offer,
Speaking...

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A goodbye long
overdue I bid,
Whispered from a
carcass long picked
bare,
Like screams, across
the desert of the
grotesque heart,
You're sentenced to
an eternity of
despair,

I implore, do not
allow your loathing,
To fill your phial
once marked
"disinterest",
For what manner of
man,
Or beast,
Or spirit,
Could endure such
tantalizing,
transient...

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Catharsis

You’re my favorite artist
With your magical touch
A petrified leaf becomes a lustrous forest
You speak words that cannot be fathomed by shallow linguists

Your works are filled with overwhelming emotions
Poured out on a plain and boring piece...

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The Voice of the People

The morning is excellent and calm
I try to write about the feeling I have inside me,
but can only come up with a feeling 
of boredom, that comes when looking out of...

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