Long Diminuendo Poems

Gaia steps out
to listen

She may roar in full voiced 
crescendo

Then retreat, hiding
anticipating with global delight
diminuendo

Tomorrow
our first perfect win/win day
when no win/lose to lose/lose
has unpromisingly happened
to trigger my anxiety,
innuendo

Of win/win delight
empowering Sun's sacred
yellow persevering light

Gaia will...

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A Song With no Name
From my grandfather and my dad and performed by their son and grandson, me.
It was an old melody with no name of a ballad my grandfather wrote a long time ago.
The...

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I 
am 
the 
voice 
in 
the 
early 
twilight 
calling.I 
am 
the 
voice 
that 
cried 
in 
the 
dusk. 
Am 
the 
limbs 
shaking 
and 
the 
lungs 
convulsing. 
I 
own 
the 
tongue 
that 
cracked,the 
lips 
that 
parched 
and...

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A Pleasurable Life

The things that bring you pleasure
May be experienced one at a time
Or they may be combined
Into one fantastic time frame
To double the pleasure
And double the sheer bliss

The decadence of eating
With the satisfaction of...

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With time we were linked to one another

Governed in a world with thin lines and dynamic rules

Whose origin, center and end are broken yet standing sustained

Between the borders that divide earth surface and the source...

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Harmony Awaits
                   by Odin Roark

So dissonant the surroundings
A world in disarray
Like but a discordant accompaniment
The clamor of...

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(Reflections on A College Reunion)

Too much of loveliness enfolds  the  ground
I walked in youth, again in age,
and I shall soon lie down beneath it
as my spirit wafts above its art
in clear salute to...

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Carefully her inner eyes glistened
As the music proceeded with utmost preference
The swift glissandos had cured and decorated her existence bare
Naked, she looked all alone
Beautifully stunned in awe appreciation of the “musical dew of silence”
The food...

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Lately I find the ink of my pen dried
scarce of thoughts and emotions
that comes flowing naturally
from the core of my heart
I miss the raging feelings 
and endless stirrings
that rise higher 
and dive deeper as they...

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As dusk hours darken the skies ever later
Crepuscular creatures return
Strisores awaken the heathland
As the heat of the day still rises from the earth. 

Quietness blankets the world in black
So silent I hear only noise
Yet over...

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My desk-mate can hear	
My heart roaring silently in pain
Doom, doom, doom the heart roars to me
Whenever the cosmetic intellectual enters
 
The Garden of Eden is before me
To cultivate, plant and enjoy fruits of tree of...

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Yi feng xìn

Dear Motherland,
hope meagre moments yet dance
throwing taunted thrills
to the fostering figs?

Dear Motherland,
do the sassy streams with flaps
on diminuendo and crescendos' rhythm
yet maintain the lusty lyric?

Dear Motherland,
does frolic Kanji dam
basked in mushy currents
wins the...

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Years of weary travel, sojourn soon to end
the time passed unseen, in elixir of youth.
Now sunset awaits, a shadow to descend
faded twilight greets, the inevitable truth.

Diminuendo of some whistling songbirds
vanish somewhere inside hearing aids.
Arthritis and...

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Thunder growled and prowled the leaden sky,
no sign of birds in trees, no bees nor butterfly.
High summer and the thrumming of rain on leaf,
the catatonic stillness and quietude only brief.
A crackle of jagged light excites...

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Pendulums swing,

presences in moments tick

rhythms persevere

reverberating emotions tingle

soul pressure surges

sundials dance in resonance to sunrise

a captain's badge drops

memories unfurl as tomorrow glides on fragments of the present

while today remains clouded in visions of tomorrow

soaring with...

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A dance so cantankerous
The one that is not on earth
Happens every day in a forest
Not far from land of chaos

It is dance with a partner
His tail so longer and thorny
The teeth never knows brush
And the...

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It's time, a tree-mass patrol.
Poverty, the Carol leads.
Who fell in this?
We,that don't have't done
Here in our Carol deed.

The mass choir,
Fufu tying gele.
Eba on suit with red tie.
Rice at the forefront, moody 'n' drizzle.
Who buys me...

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Forever looms omnipresent in my numbed mind,
ominous warning of what yet may come.
                      ...

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