Long Elapses Poems

I imagine the ecological sciences
as interior formal, and not so formal, systemic voices,
speaking of biological sciences
as exterior systemic function,
biology evolves what ecology resolves,

Ecology refines healthy regenerative biological reasons
for cooperative ecotherapeutic intent,
political practice,
design,
and  economic development
of...

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Learning  How To Live...Courtesy, 
Sans Priceless Paternal Experiences
Bequeathed To This Papa From Precious Progeny

The greatest gift cherished, garnered, lamented...,
yet simultaneously recognized as utmost prized
constitutes mine declaration, that both benevolent
daughters (now metaphorically inflight) took wing
to...

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“Hi my name is bottle I contain a lovely wine,
I come to you honestly I taste quite divine.”
“My friend stay a while and I’ll take care of you,
Relax have a glass, maybe one or two.
Have...

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Doomsday Clock January 2022...

the most recent tabulation
signaled one hundred seconds to midnight

A couple years ago
similarly titled poem I did write,
yet looms as harbinger unless
Homo sapiens can unite
one non Yiddish speaking
Ongematert wishing ye
fare thee well tonight
before...

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I heard echoes of scurrilous snarls, 
from my conscience as it spoke
contemptible remarks aimed at me.
What shame those words delivered.

"Fatuous one, why does your hand quiver,
mimicking trembling lips of a child in fear?
You dare call...

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Adulterous besieging capstone damnation
exploitation foists groping, heaving
insidiously jerking
knowingly lunges
machinations notoriously nymphomaniacal 
officiating penile quests
rapaciously, sadistically 
tenaciously, unstoppably 
vasocongested wickedness 
Xerses yawped zeolously.
*************************** 
All throughout history of  man/woman kind
ascendent civilizations extensively gouged, 
impailed, kindled, murderous...

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Newborn me,
Didn’t know the world,
And the world didn’t know me.
With closed, arched eyes,
I slept through most memories.
All that surrounded me were
Genuine smiles and affectionate hugs.
No judgement of the sparse hair or the dangly cheeks.
A soft...

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no emotionally ecstatic experience compares 
   to the seminal instance 
   whence spermatozoa 
   (from profuse ejaculation) beget

the miraculous propensity 
   to procreate despite the steep odds...

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Whatever reason it may be, disgusted by life itself, I felt offended being alive and that’s why I opened my heart’s window and watched 
a passing cloud within the heart.

I understand that everything under the...

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"I get sicker, I get sicker" skin just as soft as silky hair wet flannel towel with lipstick smudges luminous sound waves of colour could stay here in this warm water forever i never feel...

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drop by drop it's dripping away
time elapses like a rolling tide
fast, strong and sudden
it will shove you on left or right
above or down under
only the tide knows where
above all 
only God knows where
where is right...

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A fetid fruit of tedious listless life 
Ye seldom troubled at the dawn of time,  
But under today’s skies ye prevail rife
And plague many poor souls in pink of prime.

If thy hoary hist’ry offers...

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WARM AS THE FIRST CARESS OF MOTHER SOFT AS THE FIRST FLOWER IN BLOOM
THIS SUMMER IS BORN FROM DREAMS OF MORNING & WISHES OF AFTERNOON 
BREATHE THE PERFUME OF THE SWEET GARDEN FILL YOUR SENES...

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Hugo Blais Dier
and Alainise Val Ferda
to express there concerns
and opionions
of "the Cool- Sweet Sassy
Suitors" in modern Music.
She wrote the book
My Darn Music
He wrote the Song
"Modern Music"..

Which sumber's night
that lover's
require atmosphere
That the elapses shall sooth
into moring
each...

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EYE SHADOW
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WOW!!!! 
I love the color and how
It accentuates the tone of your skin
Truly, it brings out the brilliance
Beaming bright from your face
As I gradually gaze
I lose myself in a daze
Simply amazed at the light
Leaping...

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In the womb there was no room 
 for a babe to thrive and bloom. 

 By the will of God conceived, as 
 a regretful burden perceived 

 by a single mom who can't...

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There's a hole in my soul, so wide and so vast,
it gives me no future and leaves me no past.
Remorse and regrets, for the choices I've made,
now hammer my brain, in a living cascade,
of roads...

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Letting go was never possible
Holding on was too cynical a dream
Life feels mystic and miserable 
Somewhere in between, to struggle for more
holding onto a strained thread of perseverance
As, perhaps, sometimes love is not enough.

Time elapses...

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Written by: Sashi. Prabhu (zeauoxian)
Written on: 28th July 2012
 

Tonight I trudge down the weeping shore,
My troubled heart and uncertain mind cry galore
The waters rise up to speak to me
I try, comprehend its sublime message...

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A white hot finger points your way,
pushing air aside with each advancing message.
The renting of air with thunder clap abroad
makes too much noise, chattering like rattling lungs

Whispers to an unacknowledged Lord
bringing forward promised prayers.
The elastic...

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Perfect people aren't happier,
 Use brain and not the heart, 
 Want this perfect, want that right,
 Look perfect, do perfect,
 Perfection stresses them all the time,
 Entire life elapses in perfecting life all the...

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--- Matamoros, 2:00p.m., December 6, 2014

I sit at this table
(as I have done many times)
wielding a ball-point pen,
with insufficiencies of
thoughts and words --
out of place.
All the while
the two dogs --
Guero and Princesa --
shower their affections,
licking...

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When the trumpet is finally blown
And the last sigh of breath is left taken
Laying empty of every weight of life's burden
As time elapses into vapor of steamy gases

The ambience of peace is felt
Like the fountain...

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All these thoughts running around my head in a sadistic fashion 
sitting me down and force feeding misery to the shallow doll that is me.

What a tea party, what a way to spend my days...

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within the parting of titian stained skies
a wisp of crimson elapses from sight
as a gossamery wind amplifies
lullabies falling limpid in hushed night

beneath the willow, i watch as it weeps
then cradle myself in its fragile limbs
'tis...

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