Long Chiaroscuro Poems

In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate
    not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites
    I ruminate—
        no longer a singular entity but...

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The heroic books, even if printed in the character of our mother tongue,
Will always remain in a dead language for degenerate times;
And we must laboriously seek the meaning of each word and line,
Conjecturing a broader...

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Harold the Hugh Hefner wannabe carrot top...

spry buck analogous to energizing bunny 
jump/kickstarted procreation ruckus.

Home on the range 
cacophony quite absurd
PlayBoy Bunny herd
and felt ingratiatingly inured,
nevertheless colony or nest 
of doe eyed demoiselles 
stewed over...

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The Room of the Unrequited
By Roger White
    That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room.  Dusk crept through the windows
smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull umbra on wall...

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Harold the Hugh Hefner carrot top buck

Ruled his hare'm 
nsync with trumpeting Donald Duck,
(loud enough to arouse Daisy),
the former cartoon character,
a pensive searing black kind Roebuck
heir to a fortune hauling trash and rubbish,

whereby dust bunnies...

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In the hidden whispers of midnight, bathed in the moon's silky embrace,
Life unfolds as an involuntary odyssey, an arcane experiment,
A pilgrimage of the soul through the labyrinth of the tangible,
A mystical journey where the ethereal...

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A fine mist of rain falls silent 
on his thin, sharp-angled face. 
He picks up the pace and tilts 
his head to the wind. He walks 
through the plundered slumber  
of crumbled poverty, abandoned,...

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Don't ask your heart,
Don't blame it,
Don't chastise your heart,
Don't scorch it,
Make yourself assured
You grasped a true love,
That would never short,
Because I made it as hard love.

I will fill each hole of your heart
To have it...

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A light mist of ethereous rain falls 
silent on his thin, sharp-angled
face. He lengthens his stride and 
leans toward the wind. He walks 
through plundered poverty; crumbled
by the weight of exodus. Abandoned
to the blood-rough nails...

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Even before the arrival of the first snows, so brilliantly candid, 
we climbed mounts less dangerous than the Alps's;
and we proudly chalked it up to our experience.
Now the snowy cliffs with bouffant boulders,
have lost their...

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Your love for me was read in your eyes,
But was it not merely my reflection, gazing within myself?
The symphony of your gaze, a labyrinth of intertwined illusions and realities,
A game of shadows and lights where...

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..for him 

   A little something in the 
 scintilla of soporific smiles you left me
 beneath dulcet gazing twirls
  of ballerina stars amongst a moonlit lullaby,
 sitting in the quixotic corners...

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Under the mantle of the night, where the stars murmur ancient secrets,
Destiny dances like an aurora borealis, hidden in your heart,
A fragile feeling, like the wing of an angel,
For only you hold the key to...

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Another typical insipid day
the sweet, crimson glowing ember
falling revealing the lustrous serenity 
of kaleidoscopic skies 
Elysian whispers around 
my remaining canvas of arid
Gossamer and prosaic filled voids
replaces citrine, saffron nirvana
Bodies surrounding shimmer effulgent colors
I'm yet...

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My heart felt old; I sought the cold.
Canada’s land was what I planned.
Among trees grand and far inland
To dance my sad brand of sarabande.
Yet precious moments come when joy flowers,
Far briefer than Four-O’clocks,
As resurrected visions...

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Going Dutch

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What reminds me always of my own identity 
being born in the Philippines, a poor nation;
faith and history that nurture my thinking,
their colossal meaning shows how I am doing.

  Perhaps an upbringing in my...

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Jesus made the announcement that caused bewilderment and shock.
His disciples took time to accept his words and take stock.
He announced that by one of them He would be betrayed.
Surprise fell over, the last supper where...

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The Mind's Labyrinth

In the quiet chambers of thought,
Where neurons weave their intricate dance,
Lies the mind—a labyrinth of wonder,
A cosmic tapestry spun by chance.

I. Echoes of Memory

Memories echo through its corridors,
Whispers of laughter, tears, and longing.
Faces...

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Swallowed in dreams of bliss
sunsets, berry kisses
endless, silk spread skies
ignites still visions.

The strands of your tresses
flow like henna falls 
tingling, sweet caresses  
burning ember walls.

Your lips, like honey
exude sweetness
as a dream lover's dream
I fall...

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In the cathedral of silence, beneath the vaults of stars and shadows,
A man opens his soul like an ancient parchment in the hands of a divine scribe.
His words are forgotten runes, whispers of a world...

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Floating fluttering fleurs
are jewels in fuchsia and magenta
transmuting into taffy hue
with the kiss of dappled sunlight
like her cheeks that blush in pink
with his wondering wink.

The willows are stalactites 
seducing newly bloomed nympheas
slumbering in Egyptian blue...

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There was a homeless lady,
one afternoon, outside the hospital.
Was she homeless? I don’t know.
She had a ladened shopping cart,
which, on TV, is kind of a signature.
We were inside, waiting for an Uber.

She was outside, in...

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Pull out the easel
   set the canvas 
    positioned long and slender clean slate.
Sketch the figures huddled and dark-bound hostage
   to charcoal-cooled coals 
    etching...

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In the golden glow of a distant evening,

Awakens the uncertain soul of a photographer,

An elusive shooting star in these captivating streets,

New Yorkers offering her a name to avoid collisions,

"Excuse me, Golden Lady."

She adds the "B"...

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