Long Chasms Poems

Reducing sauces is a clever act that is not predetermined

Swimming in tepid waters often relieves tensions but a moose with a migraine prefers an ice cold bath. Bathing rituals signify statuses and this is referred...

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C:
  I journeyed long upon the way, e-mailed through your router
  hello "Henry", good to greet, I am in your computer
  I am between him and her, so I am gender neuter

...

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Nine times a fish tail is spun from thin yarn?

Swimming in tepid waters often relieves tensions but a moose with a migraine prefers an ice cold bath. Bathing rituals signify statuses and this is referred...

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Moving on ???

I have come to wonder – as time passes – why ?,
the lady brings tears to my heart – makes me cry.
This lady who took in hand, in holy of holies, in mouth,
resurrecting...

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The strong gust of wind was cut off from its source; a frigid early spring blast that swept across a lofty mountain range, high above British Columbia.

It then encircled one of the lesser peaks and...

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It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day
an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after 
overwhelming luminous glare fainted
a somewhat true-to-life footpath in
a back of structured quaintness

Encountering myself at a passionate spring
oozing its life gliding o'er its rocky...

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SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE-- Number One- (INSPIRED BY AND FROM HIS FROST AT MIDNIGHT POEM).

(1.)

O' How Long And Well This Night's Dark Shadows Oft Play,
Poet Dedication Series

O' how long and well this night's dark shadows oft...

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When death had nestled, a lady overwhelmed by sleep,  
Between the chasms of my being, like a butterfly in a cocoon,  
I embraced her to my chest that whispered seraphic tales,  
And...

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TRUE ...

You know not those dark
Places, mine, the dull, black
Chasms that hold a mind
When it's bare - stark and

Keen and cold ... when it's
Left with itself for time
Unquenchable, out of the
Streams of consciousness

And normality, scraped...

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POTD 5th Feb 18

Dedicated to Ken, a good friend of mine who had to give up a brilliant ballet, ballroom dancing and stage career when he was injured after a fall while performing a complicated...

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The robbery of the soul...
The trampling of boundaries 
like a frenzied stampede of 
elephants..
The cutting of ties that bound 
us with reckless abandon.
 Emblazoned with it's name, 
PRIDE, across the blade,  
It's a slash...

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I must confess that I once dreamt
Of a knight of noble honor
He existed in the first specs of my memory
Which grows weaker as my mind grows ever-expanding chasms.
He was there that day, in the field
When...

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A visitor, 
I sit by night and day
unmoved to pen a loving word
no more the Muse its lightning thrusts
of inspiration cast my woeful way
while waiting, watching, 
nothing left
of hope, of comfort – 
nothing right to...

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he licked the carving knife at every meal
the old gods hovered close
he knew who they were and furthermore
why they want to be real so badly
consequently only the curious will ever
make sense of this enmanglement
letters of...

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Part III – Voice of the Inner Child

I feel such sweet sorrow…
From where has it come?
A friend…
I have one, do I not?
Yes, I do…
Perhaps my friend is in my hand…
No, my friend is not here.
Well...

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Ode to Pain:
Springing forth and flowing in energetic liquidity. Emotions in motion in chasms far reaching me. 
Of hearts preaching unbalanced in teaching thee. Lessons in life.
In balance.
Far from reaching me. 
Ode to pain in...

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The letter of law condemned,
Let the Word enfleshed bring redemption,
My guide and I could now see,
Dancing curtains of luminescence,
As we started our ascent,
Climbing from perdition to penance,
This locus of light and shade,
Tells of hands that...

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While I gaze in your eyes, cool cerulean blue,
Sifting night, straining stars through morning’s sweet dew,
I can fathom the depths of empyreal skies,
Angels fluttering by, riding wild butterflies

While I gaze in your eyes, changing, aqua-blue...

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An Invitation To Poe's Dark Prison


When you walk in those nether worlds
no more bikini's, no more girls.
Just darkness eating away at light
every long corridor too damn tight.

Back there, will your heart hurt
cut the bone, bleed...

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I stand at the crossroads
Of a choice that tempts both halves of my soul
The one on the left is sunny
The gravel is smooth and the light bounces off gleaming grass
The edges blossom in vivid colors
And...

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Strange lovers :(poem)
How strange it is to fall in love, with a complete stranger.
But how even more strange, it is the moment you feel them as
If you have known them your entire life.

There is a...

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you are all a lost generation -- Gertrude Stein ?

I

Once hallowed encephalon 
cavernous cerebral chasms
	now less serene 
		ruptured n' spleen
Subjected to ravenous days?
Days n' illumination?
n' summers hibernation?
Awaiting eschatology and Madonna's divination

In summers somnolent slumbers I...

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wish it were raining pots and lots,
  that when it rains or dark comes ,l leave;
because sometimes I do not want anyone to see me ..... 
I got used to living as a refugee...

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images are slow to fade, where did they go? why were they here?
  pensive pen and ink, a gentle man of measure
  pipe-smoke wafting cool blue persevering pleasure
  cartoon humour designed with...

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i treated your loss just like death
grieving for you as i did my mother
i still wonder if the universe
wasn't teaching me a lesson in karma
for you were a personification of heaven
which surely meant there would...

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