Long Brittleness Poems

Murderous Sprees...
sinister Population Control, Sans Cosmic Creator?

Maybe,... I shudder to think
up the sleeve and ornate cufflink
of divine maker, a deliberate pitch
to foist Homo sapien on brink
viz self destruction,

asper bedlam upon Earth that doth stink
a hellish...

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Oh, if I could quickly bare witness to God's perfect hand in life renew.
Oh, if I now could bare witness to his wondrous seasonal debut.

Oh if spring would come and release my body from the...

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I couldn’t sleep. I was lying in bed watching the patterns reflected moonlight made on my ceiling when I heard the faint beep of the kitchen microwave. I smelled popcorn.

I decided to fill up my...

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You can twist the way a man sees the world.
Do you think that sounds ridiculous?
What if you did it over time with subtlety and diligence?

The audience is largely uneducated, so remind them of their impotence;...

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ANOTHER TIME. FROM THE CRUST

At a time when it crows
I set up to a lain me at thine bowl
Full weight! Full length a naked yoke 
There you set my piece at thine brow

There I grew...

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I the one who took a shelter in your brittleness
Who was hiding behind your tears
The covert strength which overwhelm your weakness
I am the sunbeam reversed to your darkness

Your tears are my wounds
The clatter of your...

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(Verse)
Brittleness, in body and in mind.
Defenseless it seems, but you'll find
A springiness in here, unexpected.
A strength in crippled body, unabated.

(Chorus)
Believe in this:
I'll say again
Don't ever miss
My frisky brain.
I bungee jump,
Fall low and then
- After a...

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I take the world's pain.
Reflexively 
Unconsciously 
With such great facility
The globe's own personal Giver

Autologous torment on the other hand
Hides in a maze of inaccessibility. 
It is hazy, out of focus
Like a distant memory of a...

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Jaundiced Eyes

Jaundiced eyes covet past tense masquerades
In crypts where yellowed brittleness recall bitterness
Where glassy-eyed failures suck truth dry - 
Vampires with addictions
Distorting graveyards at the altar
Of introspection
Like green-eyed monsters
Grasping
At monetary dust of renunciation -
As thirty...

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a sweaty mugginess 
                 falls to the scent of showered skin
        ...

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And a pair of those little feet were stepping
Cheerfully, treading each period which was carrying her somewhere nowhere
A fragmented laughter echoed from all angles hailed her name

For she is the apple of her father's eyes...

She...

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Can you read the jagged story in my eyes
The scars and burns on my hands
It speaks of eons drowning below the depth's of one's misery
To be against the Abon tides
People built their personal kingdoms to...

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   I feel it in the air- the winds of change.
Short days are darker, and cold nights are long.
   Unlike that phase of spring that did arrange
for skipping...

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Stepping out from the burrow
Scratching the hidden persuasion
The soul which has long groaned in solitude
Will it be re-confined to the misery?

One who awakens by the brittleness of elegy
Eroded by the existence of sinless soul
For a...

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These shards of bitterness, they sting
a shielded moon in hiding
for I have nothing left to bring
but for this fear abiding
when it’s the fear deciding

hold it tightly in my grasp
this brittleness of pain’s embrace
refuse to let...

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I’ve tasted betrayal before just like I have tasted lies
but each time it’s so bitter, the taste always a surprise.

I cannot expel this sickness you left to rot in my soul
the brittleness of your lies...

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Snow laying casual on tree-branch fingers
suddenly startled, falls to the ground, 
beaten to its refuge by a bullet wearing blood.
A small disturbance we call hunting.
Our youth in eagerness spreading
to cover in life what we cannot...

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Speak…!!!! And God will honor your faith and make every good thing…so! Amen and Pressing-on!



There is…a spring

that runs through our desert

it tends our aridity…

arrests…our drought.

There is…a spring

that waters our dry frames

and alleviates…our brittleness…

quenches…our parch.

Without it...

we...

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mornings are a mother’s mirror,
merciless in clarity
and hideous in reflection;

as I pass doors, now closed.
the patter of feet
resounding in nothing but echo;

the sun highlighting a calendar
casting shadows on beginnings,
while leaving endings, hanging
in terminal silence.

my bosom...

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I am a soda addict
Of this I can attest
I must give up the soda
I have to do my best

The carbonation kills me
Yet still I drink it down
I wake up in the morning
To not so friendly...

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The heart sheds its own tears
Sorrowed by life’s unfairness
As the hazy mist clears
Anguish carries stark bareness
Brokenness, deep despair
Hope hanging slim by a thread
Loneliness, hard to bear
Happy face masks are soon shed

The heart has its own...

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