Long Combusted Poems

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of your ecotherapeutic day.

I'm talking today with Fr. Time,
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and recently published author of
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The pale apparition swirls in on night mist.
It envelopes her body, then breathes out its kiss.
Cold to her cheek as the fog to the shore;
She utters a sigh then sleeps deeply once more.
 
She’s new...

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he was not dumb 

but he struck his thumb

now he was dumb-struck

and screamed jolly good

his hand in plaster

and bad luck his master

he could not drive his truck


to bide his time

he drank some wine

set out to...

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That's where her house used to stand
smack dab in the middle of a dead end road
The prettiest talker you'd ever want to hear
Known for her elegant tea parties in her grand abode

Red roses adorned the...

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‘They’ say there is no dress rehearsal in what is called life . . .


Who are they what garments what is heard before and again?

Existence or essence or merely the process of life-long learning?

Does happiness...

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Bottle of tears is my first version of this poetic legacy series
Skeleton of tears is which the venerated versatility carries.
This might be called as a sequel of alacrity or prolongation
But best before this is a...

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The stench of blood so thick you could taste it
Raivel swallowed hard amongst the slashed
corpses of terrified souls littering the field
A harvest of death gleams and sparkles
as the crimson dripped from his swords edge
Duty is...

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I remember when I held my children for the first time

I remember when I spoke at my dad’s funeral ad libbing in a mix of joy and grief

I remember when Saturday was THE most important...

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I was the last one to ever see you-
Say goodbye, or even I love you to. 
You were the last one I ever trusted,
eight years later my soul still rusted.
My eyes still red, your life...

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got no need for artificial
in this place, got no need
for smiles when there’s nothing
to smile about---not saying that
there’s not bliss…but what we
want, what we want is TRUE
bliss, what we want is to sip
the nectar that...

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In the city of Libra
There goes an unfair leader
Forcing them to take sense-remover shoots 
The people taking them everyday continuously 
Anything that brings feelings must be destroyed
The law of the country, the unwill of the...

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Fireworks gloried the sky with dazzling colors 
   Of red, white, and blue, ushering in the new year
               ...

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Memoir of a Real Nigga Time Travelor From a Proud and Silent Future.



A Monster seeding pre-grammatical,
Oscillating pivotals,
Octaves hit the matter I’ve created known perennial,
Posture spun the spineI I spat I knew would foster generals ,
Combusted...

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I’ve been deserted and forsaken, 
relinquished and reawakened.
Renounced and completely vacated,
living a life intensely complicated. 
In the throes of woes, I’m saturated. 

No more time of sincere elation, 
now only a lonely sensation.
To this pain...

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Sally Jane hung out the clothes

As her employer did upstairs doze

It was the same every week

Sally Jane's outlook was so bleak

An orphan child found in the lane

By the Reverend Parson Cane

He brought her to the...

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"...Dominus orationem meam suscepit."


Burning his little jelly bottom raw,
He blisters in his liquid greenish poop.
He has no means to summon us at all 
To drain the acid swamp of split pea soup.
Except to scream, a...

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I don’t know how I got here
The first thing I notice is the smell of embers,
As my heavy eyes begin to let light into them
Darkness is all around me,
With fire being the only light source
Why...

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I will never feel vacant, never self-loathing
As long as you awake me
Holding a lantern that beacons aspirations
For feelings of doubts must be combusted by flames of passion
The world’s miscreants spread their disease, influencing their intent...

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As the clouds parted
Is when reality started

Crackling booms across the sky
Only GOD knows why

Some disappeared, Others combusted
Liars, thieves and even ones you trusted

Never to be seen again
Thus the wages of sin

Young to the old
Weak to...

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Appropriated snatch of silver coins
A veritable gamble to grab bag the mantle
Circulating hand to hand, finger to dust
Or swirling computer screens reminding what must
Be sought constantly, human energy a fractional reserve
Digits that mine natural and...

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Neville Knox was a trusting soul,
He believed all that people told him.
Even those who came around,
To harass and even scold him.

No matter what the suggestion,
He would do whatever they said.
From putting his hand in the...

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Am beautifully hurt
Though, gracefully taught 

You still think am weak
While hesitatingly given a week

To plunge in his favourite hands
That combusted my convex bone cheeks 

Perhaps, i smelt that act of cabalism
At same time, was left...

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Between my thicker and thicker lobes
Lies a much less thick wick
Which reflects a dimmer and dimmer glimmer of what was once brimming with more than a shimmer of hope and optimism
Two parties bickering and flickering
While...

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From the moment you walked away,
I tried replacing you the things you loved.
I read your poetry over and over until my eyes burned
And my heart combusted.
I tried to like black coffee, but only choked down...

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Life Of Candle
For hours, fire on the candle, dances down the counter 
Wick burns lower into ash
Vaporized, combusted, lashing out at life
Grows shorter, balanced, waxed into oblivion
Transforms as molten puddles on the floor
Flame fills in...

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