Long Boding Poems

Continued from Part 1

Hungary hounds harangue the highlands,
howl at skies and desert islands…
Below, unfettered carbon crows conceal the parting path she chose

Lighthouse lamps and lanterns lolling…
Mute abandoned fleets are calling…
The shallow shadowed portholes vaunt dim...

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Impossible mission for yours truly,
sans this dada to validate
those two most significant mentors,
no paternal biased trait,
(who I helped beget) enroute to great
adventures toward enormously

enviously exciting destinations,
thus birth father doth ululate
eternal burning tears boding
indefinite fare thee...

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At home, I have witness them all,
 Witness the process of germinating
 From precious seed sown amongst thorn and tares,
 To taken root, even when there’s no chance
 There is unverified full hatred,
 Wild spurious...

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AMERICA, OH AMERICA

America, oh America, the mother of Exiles,
Mighty woman with a torch,
Towers high as a top notch
Whose flame is the imprisoned fire
With conquering limbs empire,
Astrife from kingdom to kingdom
Aiming to regulate the world's freedom
Fooled...

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(cont.)

There grew some unrest, deep in her breast; a boding of dread in old Lou;
Like it happened before; again and again in some deadly déjà vu.
That miner from the creek started to speak, but stopped...

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                     I
One more my friend, one more
  ice cold beer golden filled,
till I alone...

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I am being held hostage by a pressing force of incognizant, and I am impregnated in a world of spiraling storms of confusion.
  Fragments of memories prods my mind. Sudden and swift memories of...

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In a chariot of fire in the sun
  blew a pale horse and pale rider’s last breath,
and on your grave sings a boding raven
  in the shadows of the valley of death.
Where no...

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I miss you, my love; oh, how I miss thee
each moment you are absent from my sight;
for when you are gone, I feel the dark night
pressing round, thick and cold, though my eyes see
the solar...

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Dear Memories,
You are so precious to me.
Especially the fond delights;
Which keeps my mind afresh of past moments,
To which I make renewed and informed decisions today,
Sustain ancient renowned trends,
And become a better version of myself.
I put...

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Softened attention, marked by pure intent,
agendaless, yet trying to connect
with music of the spheres, for soul’s ascent,
delights as bliss beats within rise unchecked.

When eye be single, pheromones mingle,
resulting in a thunderous bliss surge
and we feel...

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In all our days upon the earth
they are clouds all around
some are light but others dark
amidst them there’s hope to be found

These dark one’s can be awful
black and over boding to the soul
your mood seems...

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