Long Calibration Poems

“Warrior” 

When the Argonauts, came across 
the abandoned Starship, they 
found within the wrecked 
command console, a DNA code
with encrypted message. 
It took several attempts to 
reactivate, but when opened, 
the following was translated: ...

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(With Wormwood Dreams)
The fire and ice, heaven and hell equinox calibration of scales, scorched Earth
beneath a sky of epic fail of primary colors in triple beam, sale, cine-scene-
totem of hierarchial Archangels of Destruction of Kingdom...

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Here I stand, entirely symmetrical
with the longitudinal lines
that thrusts perfectly through 
the balance of our planet  
with not a moment of fluctuation. 

Stiffly positioned in a direct stance,
ensuring not a single curve
in the chain...

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With his lance in his sheath upon his mount
Traveling to the Castles gate tired from battle
His helmet tarnished and armor bloodied by war
This one lone Knights only wish is, to see his lady

Ridding through the...

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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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They meet:
in the gathering of those who matter,
the high and mighty, the big and powerful
a post-conference period to socialize and acquaint,
Suits and gowns, holding half filled glass cups of wine
is the order and uniform of...

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The World is a testing ground to burn out impurity, 
a forge of sorts, 
sorting out infermity. 
A Threshing floor 
of chaff and wheat. 
The bread of life consuming your choices as you eat. 
Of...

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So mischievous was Aphrodite's dissonant minion of love
Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above 

With a dishonest consideration to environmental influences 
	He pulled back his bow
Finger still wet from determining the wind's lingering effect...

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It’s a bit like playing monopoly as we don’t start in prison
Little people of all kinds of colour begin at the same position
	
            ...

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Take in everything
Forget
Take in everything
Forget

Sweat

Salt taste's good
In a very dry mouth

But

It's sickening

It teases with a start of reassurance

But then
It trails down
With less tiles to run on
It's starts tip-toeing moisture out
In the middle of your tongue
It...

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You cannot shift a mower with a motionless stance but a stance is not a stanza nor a stem so never put fifteen flowers, blades of grass, and a sweater together in the washing basket....

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Always drip the sauce delicately over a tiger barm. Creases are crevasses. Don't look up or down then. Falling is not a fail or a cross. It is purely the pulling of carts over many...

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When ten minus nine equals eight the baked bean has a chat to a nine foot goblin in an underpass who is carrying sixty-seven bowls of custard to make a very large tart for supper....

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Unintended Innuendo
as we passed her she did wilt
which caused in us sense of guilt
since our stance perhaps did cause
to put her heart’s joy on pause

though we’re gentle, not hostile
we diminished her soul’s smile
since our aura...

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i am the wordsmith
son of the verbalist
my expressions flows 
in clicks of my tongue
like the San of the sands
the only strange thing about me
is my cliks and twists are softer
and sincere
but fearless...
I am the very...

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Carnages carry great weight in a ten inch bowl nut under thinking when vaporised is not noted to be a wise, nor sensible, or productive decision. Pushing barrows of bees down a motorway is deplorable....

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Mingling multiplying minnows marvel masterfully and jaded hooded jalapenos race to the scene. For a pretty fortress is unveiled to a mass highway injection. In a timed spring curve heap hats. In a basting tree...

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He records the works of his life, the ephemera
he once scrawled onto the tissue thin,
thinking them indelible blueprints.
Most were fables told to a dying legend,
Pastimes, that were chariot wheels
for his little red wagon.

He is an...

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Will power will power
In defining moments may build or demolish towers
Monuments and pyramids it really only takes a step
Yes not only that
Sweat drying into crystals
Droplets of effort driven by purpose

Choosing wisely what comes first and...

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Word Calibration in G Major

‘Don’t worry honey. 
No one walks this way.
At least, not at this hour.’
The neons inside the dark house,
Across the street over there,
Are aglow with ghostly shadows,
Flickering like strobes in slow motion.
Just...

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My eyes glittered into the eyes
Of thee who cast a spell on my heart 
They glanced each other with pleasure 
Upon hearing thy contralto voice,
Or seeing thy sight;
Thy presence in all:
I smiled with passion.
Under the...

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Turning Time Arriving at our Anniversary.. 

Time teases and takes its’ own sweet time to torment me 
Whilst I perfect a pout, practice patience and remain plagued 
I count, chant, collect, create and call for...

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Slow seduction, with magnetism rising
Innate aliveness in celebration
Blissful, boundless rapture scintillating 
As lower mind slips into cessation

No measure or size or calibration 
What is, is simply joy enlivening
Upon mind body vaporisation 
Slow seduction, with magnetism...

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At the end of the breakwater
I stand between two extremes.
On one side, the bay's agitations
and hurl of water smashing
against boulders, on the other, 
the calm lick of waves 
barely rising above a ripple. 

Such division...

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As my thoughts shrink my mind expands
Growing into the spaces between my words
The words of others
Refreshed within the pauses
Dancing inside possibilities
Filling in the blanks

Words suspended
Within time and space
Connecting the random with the infinite 
Skipping along
Flowing...

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