Long Compacted Poems

Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The picture in question, it burst with suggestion, for lines that...

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The Snowflake That Sank The Titanic

It all begins with a single snowflake
(Each one in itself is unique)
Brought about through evaporation,
And returned by the force of gravity
In the form of snow to the planet,
To rest on...

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There's an animal deep down inside me, deep in at the depths where my soul lays to rest.
And no, it's not a bunny, or a cute little puppy dog, or even a tiger.
It's more like...

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Non Believer:

I have heard, others talk about your god
He doesn't sound like a god I wish to know
Sitting in heaven high on his throne
While I'm left to suffer here all alone
Guilty of sins for which...

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I have heard, others talk about your god
He doesn't sound like a god I wish to know
Sitting in heaven high on his throne
While I'm left to suffer here all alone
Guilty of sins for which I...

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The Dragon, serpentine, jagged, fuming
Curved neck twisted my way,
His scales shimmering and reflecting the bottom depths of the well,
Scrutinized me with fires of his personal hells
Burning into my cool, oceanic repose
He could see the universe...

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I often wonder,
In those fragile moments between dream and waking,
If what I know of good,
And what I I know of evil are what creates the complexity that is me.
Do the two intertwine,
Compacted together so they...

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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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Trekking every which way
mentally mapping at pace 
to escape this place 
captured for an age

with its rotten decay 
compacted waste 
attacking my taste
lack hunger stray

overwhelm left spaced
all sense misplaced
isolated and crazed 
now a familiar place

thinking...

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The Storm  by Jennrut

Soiled

Drum drum drum drum...
A pained, wet leaf 
saturated by the storm's reverberating  pressure.
Compacted, 
Smothered by heavy soil which consumes it
Weighted by shadows of familiar clouds. Deadening, 
Rotting. 

A Reprieve 

Unable...

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ANCESTORS

Lady Liberty

And the Lady cries:
"Bring me your lame, maime,
Your poor, your Refugees."

Came by the Mayflower
And others like her,
The first Settlers came
from near and far;
Men, women, children,
old and young.

Bellowing sails flapping 
in tempestuous winds,
People courageously sailed,
Getting...

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I like being awake all night 
like I'm a secret person 
not real at all 
 
child of night, known by no one 
living underneath the earth 
negative space, living like no one 
known by...

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Crackling blood lies in these forest grounds
Grass growing by its lively effect…
Growing a grimace to the environment    
As the predators hung her on the branches,
carving her left eye on the oak tree
and...

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My heart grieves for past warmth, rocking guilt back and forth
Like a cradled infant, deceased, and torn
I wailed inside and expressed what the babies could not,
Pierced so purposefully. . . their blood drizzled lightly upon...

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A rock for you, mountain for me
Why am I defeated so easily

I put on my pants one leg at a time
That's where there lives an invisible line

Marking the difference between you and I
Explaining my crawl...

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Catch a flashback from the raised chalk lines, which caught limey murder. Aces of spade bull over the black dove that shows no love. Games are played minds are erased. Court cases for the domestic...

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i.

There are people in this world
Who have frozen their souls.
I have come to think of these people
As the People of Glass.

              ...

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I’m in between
The darkness and light…how can I make progress?
I’m in distress
The happiness…will never last – will never lead to
Everlasting success... 
I’ll never reach
Soaring success…

I’m in between
Land and water 
But, the grass on the other...

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The young rain-dog spins-the axis of the Earth-his primitive howl is a native plea.

A dance to beckon the rain. The dog lunges, the dust swirls, yet the morn' sky 

remains a hot blue glass; it's...

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Anger washes through my blood streams

While dancing demons clatter within my dreams

Voices are heard with no where to run

When loud heat rays reflect from our sun

Shadows dancing left and right

From demonic eyes deep in the...

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"In this moment I form my own reality, as past and future come and go to warn its own legality, to see, and everything’s peaceful when the shelters in the trees, as energies conspire for...

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A chambermaid whose name is Marlia
Had the most terrible diarrhoea
Whilst scrubbing a loo
She needed to pooh
Poop flowed freely from her posterior


It splattered on the newly scrubbed door
Gloopy poop was all over the floor
There was a...

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Snow Tower

Once captured, snowflakes suffer on high bastion walls
Every night strange noises come from Castilian distances
Call to them; voices remind them of the collective snow
Compacted, they feel safe in numbers hidden deep
Harsh winds take them...

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Figuratively speaking there is no departure from the physical craze of overturning abstinence, within the conscious act of drinking everything down In remarks toward gluttony ane ambitious strides toward accelerated fortune. If All of These...

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