Long Cloudiness Poems

Occasional cloudiness but lots of wintry sun light with mixtures of foggy, slippery, soggy, dry and wet days.  Such would be my 'one line' portrait of 'my neck of the woods'. There is a...

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Groundhog Day derives from a Pennsylvania Dutch superstition that if the groundhog emerges from his burrow on February 2nd and sees his shadow due to clear weather, it will return back into his den and...

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A sweet madam of fair 
sits full of beauty and womanhood as 
her husband plays a sweet melody full 
of harmonious devotion…

Though, I am not devoted to him anymore. I can barely hear his soft...

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As I stood before the porcelaneous basin,
And streamed into its already uric and xanthous-stained depths,
A stain, a sight and a liquid yet yellower and more urinary;
And as cloudiness, not of mind, but of that which...

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It ends how it starts

I end each day the same way I start, 
every day that I start 
I got a lot on my heart 
and my mind fell apart 
from my failure to depart,...

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Heroes of my age in their morning mourn,
Filled with teardrops of pain and sorrow, 
They'll be now part of the epic history, 
But the cloudiness of who ones's fault still remains a doubt for justice,
When...

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I am not hardened by your strong sense of will 
And i am not weakened by any fragility of spirit
I am not stood still, awaiting my becoming – i am flowing
And no longer do i fear...

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In the dream that came 
in the deluge of fever
that plagued my
body last night,

I glimpsed what could be a future version of ourselves.

As if, perhaps, the heat from my brow
could briefly burn the cloudiness 
from...

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Prelude--
Dear one:
If you read the Book,
then your intentions are of good.  
Clear your mind of the cloudiness of 
vain and deceitful thoughts.

Know this:
The law has always been the law;
irrevocable, reaching though the vicissitudes of...

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The day started out on a low note,
with the clouds moving in,
as I got out of bed
and my daily grind did begin,
used to the sunshine
and not so much cloudiness,
I looked at the weather channel,
and they...

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Growing, manifesting, enlarging as the minutes pass. Teeth mashing together, grinding back and forth, licking its lips voraciously, eyes keening in for a meal, done letting time circle around, done chasing it down like a...

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Many constellations have come and gone,
For me to have held such delicacy,
Such fragility.
Attentively I had lend my ear,
Unconditionally shared my thoughts,
Desperately hoping to lessen the tears upon my shoulder.
Without dispute we were one
Possible solution of...

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The limbs of the tree are now cold and barren
as they reach up into the sky above
searching for what was lost,
as the playful, fallen leaves are now gone,
taken away with the winds of time.

Nothing but...

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Don't need a beat, don't need to eat
feed for free fast food, sitting in me
I devour the hour and soon
the hour glass breaks to
sand 
time turns tables
like you're able to be fine
so make of everything...

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Collisions of useless data hitting us harder and faster as time moves forward in motion,
You’re caught up in notions schooled to faded brains, No flames to ignite the linkage,
In the age of unaware programed suicide,...

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The sweet bliss of silence.
As loud as white noise.
A crowd of imaginative beings bless me with their presence.
When I need company, they never fail to show.
When everyone else fled the scene.
They never chose to go.
I...

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Each and every day goes by 
The struggles I face make me cry 
It's become harder to keep a straight face
While depression increases at a rapid pace 

The joys in life start to fade 
As the bills pile up...

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I stood from the foot sole of your eyes
And gleamed in secretly.
Your maned hair moves in the painted breeze:
Quietly, quietly, I hear you scream through your smile.

My eyes shadows your tumult.
The river behind you collects...

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BY MINE DAYS CONVEYED

As I struggle over the contours of continuation
I have not lost the capacity for compassion
I sail through storms with a temperament fair
Acknowledging the coming and goings of fashion

Garbs may forever fall in...

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BY MINE DAYS CONVEYED

as i struggle over the contours of continuation
i have not lost the capacity for compassion
i sail through stomrs with a temperment fair
acknowledging the coming and going of fashion

garbs may forever fall in...

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I DO BELIEVE IN SOD

I  wonder from the days of yore
When Jesus strolled along the shore
And spoke words of harmony and peace
Was his garb flannel or fleece?

It mattered not what garment He chose
All His...

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I DO BELIEVE IN SOD

From the days of yore
When Jesus strolled along the shore
And spoke words of harmony and peace
He was dressed in flannel or fleece

It mattered not what garment He chose
All his groupies swore...

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Love is prominent but lies are still troubling the arch in my back is still aching  thru my core/ To calm to peaceful Today not enough appreciation from you
You make me feel less important.
...

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Here I lost in a midst Of darkest sky;
          the plane I rested therein carry
      me into the dark cloudiness, where
...

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PLEASE DON'T SPEAK SO CLOUD
clouds converge overhead
but only over mine
everywhere else it's sunny instead
so i take the cloudiness as a sign

a cloud sighs up in the skies
as addiction, a hopeless affliction hampers me
and yes, this...

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