Long Entombs Poems

Inevitable death defines afterlife - trois

So all I ask, would be
inviting, offering, and ushering me to 
top secret cygnet committee
to give this average sized 
chapped sticky man
spinning the david bowie playlist 
as a somber dee...

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In the elliptical nights moonshine of night, a figure of lavender
And aged white lace, roams amongst the rocky sea shore, a 
Glittering phantom of beauty most fair, walking with an essence
Of smoldering evil and the...

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releasing me - of minutes, hours, days - of being bored,
as age creeps into my bed, and what is left, is in my head
- providing nourishment for my soul – my spirit being fed
by looking...

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 Love is always a majestic,
             long-lived, long-suffering
               ...

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Raven walks upon death’s door beautifully adorned.
Silky skin, pale and white entombs her heart that mourns.
The black of death stole her joy now she lives life scorned.
Gracefully her energy calls to those whom she forewarns....

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young people all across this country 
     (The United States Of America), 
     this middle aged papa doth adore
stand arm against 
     pervasive...

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THE   DESTINY.


This is not a country for living souls
Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades
Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards
On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper
Of bleakness and cold hunger and...

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This is not a country for living souls
Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades
Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards
On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper
Of bleakness and cold hunger and mort
Here existing we...

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This is not a country for living souls
Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades
Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards
On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper
Of bleakness and cold hunger and mort
Here existing we...

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Up in Smoke With Satan's Folk!

Our Nation, State, burns up in smoke; it’s rape and pillage time!
As Satan’s folk trash social bulwarks, ‘brotherhood’s a crime.’
God’s nailed to walls ‘fake news’ erects (to hide its flaccid...

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I wonder...
Wherever this nebulous varmint is
Here, there, everywhere 
Does he ever look to himself in shame
He who leaves his iniquitous stains 
For all the hatred he lays claim? 

He gives tongue to the anemic, weakened...

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In my nightly tryst upon my bed
in dreams cupids arrow takes its flight
with the chilling visions in my head
memories long ago with in the night
 
Of nights where I dwell in marbled halls
and ancient ornate...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Nineteen

“Not that I had not spied your tulip-lipped doting jasmine airs
Nor the way your wraith-like form take me back to sumptuous fairs
Of Samarkand yore whence I dallied with...

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Phone Calls Now End

I am in some middle state. 
Where loss is reality.
Numbness entombs my tears.
Memories leap to consciousness.
My calls to you now confined.
Two lives shared from a distance.
Talking about God and forever.  
You...

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October now is on its way;
November mists are here to stay.
With mornings dark and damp and drear
The wintry blast is ever near.
	Welcome to November.

A mournful mist entombs the trees.
All is still – no hint of...

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This sudden urge I've come to feel is 
rapture at my gate
Not more on sudden than is subtle but 
weary of this spate
Thoughts of dreams, realities obscene 
and too depraved
Quite more on nightmares than dwelt...

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I cling to the tangibility of paper
its connection to earth, 
the feel of the grain 
on the skin. 
Words do not exist 
thanks to the mashing 
of keys and buttons, but by providence
of the paper....

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Desire is held in noble dream, inspired by the silence of night,
Willed to the merciless cold of senility, in a chill of evening darkness...
Our hands reach out to the perilous sky to catch a moon...

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Swarms of flies infest teary eyes,
the untouchables have no worth.
And live and die in the gutters,
shunned by society since birth.

The sick occupy the shadows,
where death entombs these castaways.
For faceless crowds take no notice,
how the lowest-caste...

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Annihilated by a Poet who uses the Extreme Metaphorical Weapons for diabolical Destruction.
Pulverized by the Flow Of It, a Beam that's Historical, Deafens your motor skills so you are no longer able to articulate and...

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Future Husband
I devote my life forever to you
the man to whom a woman is married
to so please accept my everlasting protection from Gods creation of
perfection whats mines is yours
from my soul and more to our...

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I wade the waterside enticing death.
The sea extols the brash to th’ outermost
Abyss. A ‘know it all’, I challenged this 
Watery host.

I capsized in the tumultuous seas;
I’m in the heart of the abyssal deep.
The billowing...

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I am broken
my bones
will not endure
this sum of
memories
feelings
thoughts
under the
loveless sun
they are crushed.

Peer long
into this grave
this pit of
despair
this black permanence
no heart is
left there
snuffed out
by potentialities
by unrealities
all great illusions
die this way.

Deep is my
slumber
cold in my
chest it
suffocates me
entombs...

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Squatting in the insouciant syrup of a somber solid sucrose,
I’m cemented in a molasses morose and its lipogenic fructose.

The glucose gathers as regurgitated nectar barfed by a buzzing swarm,
And what’s inside is fossilized into a...

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Autumn shears my weary garden
Yet industrious summer doth pardon
Summer's residual, dusts with frothy mist
My annual saplings fruitful labors desist
Late season gratuities doth slight
Yet graciously freezes rancid blight
My well-manicured plot
Frozen mounds do clot
Branching tendrils secede
Anon, bracketing...

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