Long Decadently Poems

+++++  TV TRAVELS  +++++
                  
Oh where, oh where shall I travel today
Maybe 1940's where life portrayed
In...

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The seductive voice
emanating from the Cyclops eye,
whispers:    Don’t believe what you see!
Only trust what I say,
when you zombie sleep turn off the TV

Have no bewitching faith in your bad dreams,
especially the one...

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don't even think about it
a bucket of motel ice in the face
proving the thing in itself does not exist
because he registered all the meanings all the time
with a nausea so profound 
the retching never ended
rearranging...

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AS OPIUM OPINED

On the mantle of my memory over fantasy’s fireplace is the remembrance of that one most precious evening when snow consecrated and baptized our roof along with its promise of a childish sleigh...

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Eyes of black - Heart of cold
He was the missing piece of my soul
He entered my world dressed in leather and lookin' mean
He was a delicious scream within' a dream
The Nevermore of Forevermore - a...

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OPIUM OPINES

On the mantle of my memory over fantasy’s fireplace is the remembrance of that one most precious evening when snow consecrated and baptized our roof along with its promise of a childish sleigh ride...

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The decrepit Winter door drudges open drearily,
			And with it, delivers a deluge of drunken delight--
			Soft succulent sapphire skies violate my visions,
			I stand suffused with muse and mystery in moiety;
			A masked man in vast lands of...

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You are my fatal weakness,
my dark covered light
Got those piercing, dark-green emerald eyes,
and an alien heart shaped like kryptonite

And I hear the dirge words from my favorite song playing:
The beautiful ones always make you cry

You...

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'Let him who is without sin cast the first stone...'

...I am a sinner...are you?...




My shadow walks before me in curmudgeon corridors of space and time
Silent screams of the bellowing banshee warning me of my cumulous...

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The definition for the word decadent in this poem is the following:  extremely 
pleasing 

The synonyms you can have in mind are the following: unrestrained and 
shameless

I want to indulge in this love
To arrive...

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Carnival without merit, affinity, and association
Brash, bellowing band bleeting notes in oscillation
Circus creatures cavorting about with every unseemly provision
Cascading, carnival chorus clanging through every subdivision
Haughty, kilted henchmen trotting in front of the procession
Decadently-dressed damsels fawning...

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Idyllic illicit illusion…

Complicit daydream delusion…

Explicit panoply profusion…

Other worldly garlanded gems..

Purring poetic…balletic..stirring kinetic aesthetic..

Absurdly drop atop delicious stems..

Heavenly blue hue...serenity’s serendipitous shade..

Or purple patch so plush…fairies blamelessly blush..

Bucolic blossom hush... mother nature's made..

Garnishing..varnishing.. intricate forest floor...

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NATIVE AMERICAN LORE


Mother Earth, Sister Moon


Noble nomads of their legend lands
Who praise all life with sacred sands
Oh Mother Earth who they protect
And wilfully warn all of our neglect

They sing and dance with Sister Moon
As the...

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Cell in every cell of my body,

I sense your every heartbeat.

Dreaming always of your most intricate, dancing feet. 

Savoring our secret special liquor.

Seeing those dark loving,luminous olive eyes.

Desire, still alive under twinkling, magical skies.

Endless and deep as the Nile,...

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Dropping sorrow and sadness from anguish skies of melting madness

My love has not been fed within cumulous clouds that lachrymal shed

Each drop of redemptive rain contains my cascading camouflaged pain

I’m left blindly behind battered and...

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What do you do with a heavy heart?
As it is thrown to sea and slowly drifts apart

What do you do with a terrified tear?
As it fills with sorrow and frivolous fear

What do you do with...

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- Echo in Gloom-
Lost in the dark bordello of doom
Only a plop echoed in gloom
Cathedral of crystal
A cave become tomb
The bats and the owls 
Hold the keys to these rooms

As saline tears keep falling drop...

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