Long Connubial Poems

Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing

Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded 
cellular processes did segue
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him 

out of...

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After many years a man returned home to put to rest some very dark demons,
He left as a boy with hatred in his heart and an anger to match that hatred,
A wretched upbringing the spite...

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In the manse market for a preowned spa house

Mine feeble efforts pale in comparison
to a kid scaling El Capitan
of Yosemite National Park,
nevertheless me, a dry witted husband
self emasculated milquetoast
of late ofttimes yawps imprecations
against fickle finger...

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Unlike as in the West, there was no dating in our time. After a formal meeting before the family members, the boy and girl will be allowed sometime for a private talk. (that too only...

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As an underdog given a short leash on life

alternately titled give one targeted scapegoat a break,
an unquenchable thirst for moolah before I wake
from nightmare of computer hackers. 

I tread upon the oblate spheroid
along the edge...

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I had spent night and day
                             ...

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No rhyme nor reason why
with yours truly ejaculating
(not prematurely), I utter yippee,
nope no intercourse induced whoopie

upon this... - day three
January two thousand and twenty one
perhaps consummation,
regarding aforesaid euphoric mood
indicative I will become philanthropy

recipient i.e. anonymous...

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Fumbling for my lighter I saw you: 
unlit cigarette awaiting illumination. 
I smiled - appealing for enlightenment, 
and you came to my rescue, igniting 
my interest with a spark of ardour. 

You struck the match...

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after the sky drops. 
The walking corpses come out 
the veil of night masks 
the decay 
the rot 
of humanity 
Plague of the earth. 

Found from the ashes 
My phoenix we bled 

Has she ever...

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"Treasure Box"

The etymologist considered "themselves" singular;

like a butterfly collector they pulled the pincushion 
out from the treasure box and proceeded to capture words
pinning them to every wall, they felt a certain kind release,
voodoo prayers ran...

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Whence the time had come, for the winding road to shine,
(Orbiting in circles
Jumping Hurdles
Cyclonic sparkles)
Like a diamonté sun, caught in the clearing of vertiginous fog,

The brilliant bride adorned in light, her penguin-groom now in sight,
(White...

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Written: September 09, 2023
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In the sphere of exuberance and delight.
Places where relationships provide insight. 
There's a sweetness in the mellowness.
Emotion embellished without devilishness 

Intoxication of perpetual bliss,
Unceasing happiness, a blessed kiss 
Of goodness and joyfulness...

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Is wedlock the true route to all conjugal bliss,
Nuptial excitement that starts with a kiss?
Or is it the halter after the altar,
That threatens to fetter and make life not better?
The fondling and cuddling and nights...

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I am married to an ordinary woman with an extraordinary talent
She has an in-built reverse-forward button, others tend to be mute

When in good humor forward is on, in bad humor reverse is on
A Lady Hamlet...

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She was there for me when I came of age,
but when, for a girl of unlocked doors and 
a missing father. in flight down the stairs,
an intruder pursuing, no dagger in the chamber 
of non-connubial...

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Tongue touched, 
a diaphanous zephyr of ephemeral desire, 
rustles the parchment of our sepulchral scripture, 
where our connubial covenant is inscribed,
in the cryptographic ledger of the damned, 
and the whispers of the ancients,
echo through the...

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The biggest mockery of what  couples have one other told,
Impressing a play acting, very bold
To conceal some sure, future bickering
From a supportive solemn gathering.

Spouses once dying to see each other’s nudity
Now abhor each other’s...

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Constance Canstinople had connubial concentration
Every date was a grilling, not a joyful celebration.
She spoke of having children with men she barely knew
She stayed single all of her years until she died at ninety-two.

All she wanted...

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The strain of separation leaves a sore,
   sorrow abides and festers in the heart;
two star-cross'd lovers smitten to the core,
   despairing of the days they'll spend apart.

Spirit, soul and testament they...

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The strain of separation leaves a sore,
   sorrow abides and festers in the heart;
two star-cross'd lovers smitten to the core,
   despairing of the days they'll spend apart.

Spirit, soul and testament they...

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The strain of separation leaves a sore,
   sorrow abides and festers in the heart;
two star-cross'd lovers smitten to the core,
   despairing of the days they'll spend apart.

Spirit, soul and testament they...

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To dampen essence is joy unknown.
As a couple, we have united our spirits to 
      manifest our souls fulfilling our 
emotions as integral parts.

Lovers’ spirits amalgamated.
    ...

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May this, thy day, be a bright miracle,
Replete with well loved family and friends.
Not one cloud darest to the sunlight dim,
Love thou art feeling, that  which never ends.
And may the light that shineth upon...

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The strain of separation leaves a sore,
sorrow abides and festers in the heart;
two star-cross'd lovers smitten to the core,
despairing of the days they'll spend apart.
Spirit, soul and testament they share,
blind to worldly consequences, broken
by the...

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The strain of separation leaves a sore,
sorrow abides and festers in the heart;
two star-crossed lovers smitten to the core,
despairing of the days they'll spend apart.
Spirit, soul and testament they share,
blind to worldly consequences, broken
by the...

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