Long Cloyed Poems

She kept it all inside her
and never spoke a word,
though her thoughts flew and darted
like a trapped and frantic bird.

Inside her was a garden
that was hung with Spanish moss,
like the massive oaks were weeping
to remind...

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(for: them who are ever there!)

these branches and roots
that cord to the grave ancients
should be free from man’s swords!
both oracle and priest held for days …

I 
Your voice speaks in the silence of the night
To...

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Sgt. Bedlam of heavy artillery reporting sir
Bedlam I want you to pick the runt of the litter
and turn him into an agent assassin 
with the clandestine power of hypnotism
yes Generalissimo I am here to obey
decked...

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Oh, faery finch, whose golden form does climb
    Athwart the starry bays of poesies, sweet,
I hear your voice, and drown in slumber’s clime,
    As I sit, pond’ring in my...

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Covered by the dark demise of runaway laughter,
I find myself lost in a chaotic chapter.
How cloyed it is to be consumed by rage,
As emotions swirl and violently engage.

Most savage-such than our gentle origins,
Anger grips me...

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Ever more alone than this
No creature life to tease my eyes
Mornings roach long gone to freedom
Hands ice cold on cell block bed-rim

Ever more alone than this
Invasive sound intense in meaning
Stark distanced clang of high tensile...

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Most sweets their nectar pollen pollinates,
Preserving life before their sap gets sapped;
Yet amber's sweetest resin resonates,
Ambrosia's essence from death's lap gets lapped.
But you, my sweet, are most untimely soured,
Indulgent hungers feed with greedy gluts
On dulcet...

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A smile is cast upon your sultry face
as lover's glance makes way for love emblazed.
With timid touch your breast my fingers trace
in search of love's familiar urge unfazed.

Your skin like silk pressed warm against my...

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Staring the sky , whispering towards the star,
full moon rise upon the winter sky.
"Talk spirit talk grant the hopeless person a wish,
reflect upon the sky and teach how to preach".

Lying with one breath left on...

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Under the depths below the deep 
of this Atlantic Ocean
live the lobsters that crawl and creep
with an articulated motion.

On the ocean that smells so fresh
the boatmen cast their nets
for lobsters' tender, tasty flesh
which they'll sell...

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