Long Efflorescence Poems

A special dedication to Beyoncé's "Drunk in Love" song in her album "Beyoncé", which came out in 2013.
 
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I took a cat nap...yah put on your classic, clever-mini cap 
drank that sorrow sap, my companion...

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Hark and listen well, if those foretoken in the eyes of hungers lust
Trapped in their illusion, trampling the Stars into dust
Forced with the detestation stench by the swamp of absolute disgust
Thou blackest scorpion be accursed,...

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Happy is he who isn’t led astray
He walks in happiness in his stride
Tranquility is in His Word today
Here, I lay in silence in which I hide

Blessed is he who doesn’t speak with ungodly men
Blessed is...

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You, alone, can be the cure to my grief
The guilt that overflows and then gives birth to mirthwhile relief
Because of you, my temporary highs don't easily wear off
Because if you are here, life would be...

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I will not waste away in the streets of such unbearable nightmares where I silently weep
I will survive the rainstorm of lament and listen to the mesmerizing murmurs of the deep
I am alive in the...

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"The Well of Tender Moorings"



Deep as the coolest deep dark well
Seeking sanctuary in thy fathomless ocean,
The immaculate buoyant waters of thy untamed soul
I lie between thy corporeal shoulder blades and muscles
Bathed in thy efflorescence, the...

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Tie my hands so I may not touch others with potent realities
Bind me from what transpires about                  ...

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Sanity is so far from my reach...I just want to sink it down into Havasu’s lake beach...I beseech a sense of belonging in my speech...
Isolated in my overwhelming lonesomeness...left behind again and again and I’m...

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I am lying in a field everything surrounding me so serene, the sky is the most beautiful shade of blue and the grass a beautiful luscious green
There is nothing forgotten or decayed in this place,...

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Talking about it just kills me inside
This feeling of wanting to simply hide
My pride is broken...
Words left unspoken...
I just want to get high, high, high
Got to strut my stuff - can’t deny
Low self-esteem - it’s...

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I'm an enlightened 
equinox, strolling in
faded universe, 
dreaming poetry in
susurrus serenades 
of rustling 
ruby-leaves which
whisper cool 
beamish hues
to my autumnal-
quartz heart, 
when the nucleus 
of unborn flowers, 
wishes for a 
meditative 
musing amidst 
this mocha...

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The Truth Behind the Eyes

The rivers of rapid radiance slide down your face
I try to embrace the words you write with so much grace
Fine flavors of flamboyant fires thrill my tongue with dire delight
The tingles...

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When the saint sun
is reborn from
the womb of wisteria,
rising above symphonies ~
scripting a saga,
of enlightenment
and coral coloured karma,
I ripple in rosettes,
as an avatar
of himalayan heartbeats ~
gently gushing
in lavender lullabies
of golden Gaia ~
her earth-glinted garlands
cradling me
in...

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What happened to my boisterous boy,
      beloved keeper 
                     ...

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“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods,...

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Serendipity came into play, when I stumbled upon a gallery,
I was a tourist in a seaside town, shopping midst a vast array
while blinding rays of sun’s reflection, caught my close propinquity
In one window, several seascapes,...

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"All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
And...

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Slowly falling away...losing life's game
Say you love me, but it's not the same
I miss you so much and you know so well
I miss your touch and you can clearly tell

Under your spell in this darksome...

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Written: November 19, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest

The garden of the world has no limits except in your mind. Its presence is more beautiful than the stars with more clarity than the polished mirror of...

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something stirred in this place, long, long ago
  presence lingering
  half-hidden haven on the crowding hillside
  enchanted enclave
  Iberian portal still open to a time confused
  dreams drifting on through

...

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Dear beloved,
I wish to see you again some time and watch you gaily soar
Dear beloved,
I wish to see you fly once more
Dear beloved,
I want to hear your voice before dusk 
I crave for your melody...

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I didn’t know what I would feel about Doug Gay, 
But I looked for a motorbike outside the church, 
To reinforce his black biker jacket and sociology, 
Which superseded church goers and that bunch. 

I...

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It was a funeral of dead flowers.
A silent and solemn ritual it was,
The wordlessness was not meant to strike
A figurative note. Make no mistake!
It was not the day of efflorescence.
The end was inevitable and justifiable,
Leaving...

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Indian summer lies within your autumn hazel eyes,
my velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost;
love lingers in bereft fingers, I stroke your face in guise,
once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust.

My velvet...

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Man of melancholy - memories ashen and shadow gray,
heart harrowed, solicits solace from her psychic energy.
An offering, his woebegone weeping wildflower bouquet,
teardrops titian, sorrow scintillant, reflects rueful reverie.

Heart harrowed solicits solace from her psychic energy,
free...

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