Long Descents Poems

The Teacher

    1. I've made mistakes that could fill books,

    Held on to the good days with all the hooks,

    Crooks, and age descents.

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from above a hum, a gentle pop and they appear out of thin air 
large as Right whales out of the sky they pour in like colorful dreams

gliding down on papered metal wings, the airborne...

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AWAKENING

Sleep and slumber, dreams of wonder... weaving,
morning’s vacuum broke the spell
Pitted pillow, note of parting... leaving,
“from your friend, a fond farewell”
Sunrise throbbing, twilight aching... grieving,
daydreams, flashbacks, nightmares knell
Pale phantasms, visions sneaking... thieving,
plot to fill the...

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Satan tormentor of my dreams;
Deep into that darkness avalanche;
On that day my soul grew in ambers;
Lit on fire condemning---
Once upon this brilliants midnight silent;

I confess between you and me;
Both profess being ungodly;
But you no longer...

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In this world that I live in, man has lost over and over again.
     He can’t win from his sins and he is damned.
He formed a country for his freedoms, but...

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Quite dispersions.
Peaceful allegorical dispensations.
Certain tactful dispositions.
A spectrum of disquietude.

Allegorical gravity.
The solitary wishful descents of freefall.
Long awaited acclamations of flight.

On and on, this merciful rainbow in concerts’ dawn.
A gentle dream quietly placed.
Double-fisted handfuls of sand so...

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It was said
That our past determines our future
But it's still uncertain
As we blinded by the curtain of time which rises to show our present
The gift of life: Lesson In Fatal Evidence
But still virtuous in our...

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A tapestry lay in an ancient sun,
Basking neath a ventrous day yet unspun,

Colorful hues of ocher and saffron,
Draws aqueous fumes that moist production,

Every eye, blossom, unhatched egg, greet, opens,
Fortuitous bounty spreads emotions,

Gathered, skins, feathers, and...

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(A lone voice speaks to a crowd of poets)

You do know everyone has their own magical style 

A style filled with such wild illustrious promises and kaleidoscope's of such deep vivid depths

For in poetry
No stone...

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When I was little, before I started school,
my dream was to be a professional dancer
for I knew I had that natural talent instilled
in me, talent that was not taken seriously.

The magic, beauty of dance stayed...

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My hilly paths are full of pits, and my trails turn and twist.
My life and destiny have contracted clandestine tryst.
As there are dams blocking rivers that flow flawlessly
Unknown hurdles put pauses to life rather lawlessly.

Brick...

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We die at tender ages,
while ambitions are still young; 
we are trials and failures.
Poets are people too.

Our wastes stink like everyone’s.
We cry, we hoot.
We love, we show disgust.
Poets are people too.

The same lips that brought...

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The leaves leave their pretty jade,
as colors of my eyes fade.
When every Spring solemnly descents,
My sight gets another shade.

For what am I made?
Living every day to bloom or daze!
And flipping sides to fit new space,
I...

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Time has never been a focus
of mine – speaking primarily of longevity –
A sense of being alive seeming to predate
my oldest memories;

I think of memory...more precisely, of dreams -- 
imagining journeys to far-off romantic places,...

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the matriarch is the oldest female head of a family
and I'm so elated that God has preserved this position for me
I've lived a life that has been almost four scores
and I've seen what my people...

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After the hurricane, 
The wind is glum, 
And the sunset has seen its last stop;
Just beyond the horizon,
Where the vales are all ebon, 
The birds have taken to slumber, 
The sea reflecting the crescent, 
In...

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Pearled Diana, What dost Thou want from me?
A whirl of fresh air descents from your perfect symmetry
Phantomed voices; dance now my mind vocally
Like statue-esque echos from beloved house Báthory.
For is it truly You, who speaks...

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HOW CAN YOU LOVE ME

How can you love someone like me?
A monster who steals all happiness and peace
How can you stand, and look upon such a pitiful being
So pathetic, so hopeless, so lonely

How can you...

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I just read the most beautifully written, 
articulate poem today and envied
Why cant I write a poem like that! 
As I travel through mind sheds 
Blown out by too much drink.

I can neither contend nor...

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High atop maddened peaks await anxious pills
to spare coal mine canaries nightmarish sleep:  
When new moon ascends and threatens weary tides 
pain ridden stomachs ache ere swallowing pride;
From restless valleys come thorns sung muted...

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Tonight I died Cold and lonely,
Caught between regret and peace.
Life hereafter for me will cease, 
but not from existence; 
Rather from cruel intentions,
inflected pain from a host of honorable mentions.
journeys of ascensions and descents into...

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