Long Ephemera Poems

Lost In the Mists Parts I - IV

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{There will be ‘nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.’ UN climate report warns of ‘code red for humanity.’}

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You, unfeeling creatures
Who call yourselves human,

You, fleeting bubbles of reason,
Accidental parasites of time,

You, filthy microbes of cancer,
Ephemera of...

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I know that I won’t forget you
Did you ever believe that I would?
What we had together was special:
Magical, and exceptionally good.
Even though it’s now over
And we have parted amicably
There is a little piece of you
That...

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You, unfeeling creatures
Who call yourselves human,

You, fleeting bubbles of reason,
Accidental parasites of time,

You, filthy microbes of cancer,
Ephemera of invincible eternity,

You, who try to fill your vanity
With abominable crimes,

You, insensible butchers of animals,
Notorious destroyers of pastures,

You,...

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There was a sickly tree

In a barren clearing

In a burning country

On a mourning day.


A wild crown of branches

Haloed by concentric rings;

A rising wave of spires and spindles lashing at the air;

Prismatic infernos leaping forth from...

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The Jackal's line of demarcation ye souls' furlough for interim...
Today, cockcrows perturb in a gala thrice for thee quiescent stay,
God's Park of Ephemera, sashays the daggled the minder harks,
a chest not in to rest, of...

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As a lamb going for rather cutting, 
She was dragging him with a chain, 
Bitter than a gall and deeply suffering, 
His soul was lying in a groove pain. 

He - being patient in silence...

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The Rage of Mother Earth
(Warning those who destroy HER)



You, unfeeling creatures
Who call yourselves Human,

You, fleeting bubbles of reason,
Accidental parasites of time,

You, filthy microbes of cancer,
Ephemera of invincible eternity,

You, who try to fill your vanity
With abominable...

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Kissed by the rebel mouth of Dionysus

set tight against their fulsome lips;

lapped into shapes by intoxicant tongues,

arms fused in a chain of swaying hips.



Tiptoe this sisterhood of Athena,

this trio in bright synchrony;

blown back on Acropolis...

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He records the works of his life, the ephemera
he once scrawled onto the tissue thin,
thinking them indelible blueprints.
Most were fables told to a dying legend,
Pastimes, that were chariot wheels
for his little red wagon.

He is an...

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In the heart of the city, where stories unfurl,
Stands a bookstore, my haven in a whirl.
Shelves adorned with tales that swirl,
Each book a treasure, each page a pearl.

I, the guardian of this literary domain,
With quill...

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At last,
Education stood to teach.

Acres of agonizing memory.
Hectares of Hecate,
Tripling in advance of nonsense.

Peering round and round in vertical cylinders.

Spun web-less in a lore of forgotten before.
And after, for the sake-less now.

Trudging on to prevent...

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In the corner of a room is a showcase
received from a library rummage sale.
It's being utilized differently than
its original purpose for the public.
It is now very much a family focus.

On top of the case are...

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Quote:"True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories."--
Florence King

In the quiet folds of memory's embrace, 
Where whispers of the past find their place, 
There lies a fragment, ephemeral, yet profound, 
A cherished relic in...

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       As we shifted to newly built house 
        my five year old daughter discovered 
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The grey oppresses;
surrounded by fog,
 I traverse this shadowland;
Dorothy in reverse,
stuck in this land of monochrome
Xerox grayscale in 2-D.
Hoping it is but a dream,
valiantly, I stroke in Technicolor
Only to see it erased, again
It is no...

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Edit on line 7

There he was – my first boyfriend ever -
leaning against the sports car of a friend who drove him
over to my town to see me before I left for college
even though we...

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There’s a box lying somewhere.
Somewhere in a dusty cupboard.
Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still.
Somewhere no one can find it.

I think about it, sometimes.

Sometimes, when I breathe.
Sometimes, when I exhale puffs of...

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Written: December 11, 2023
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Intricate depiction of a being?
         That a single hand could create
         Beneficial matters can...

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In fate's intricate tapestry it weaves,
A martyr's journey down shadowed eaves,
Life embraced, purpose unknown,
In barren fields where sorrows are sown.

Through veils of conflict, honor-bound,
In futile wars, where sorrows mound,
Destined path, yet cruel it seems,
In realms...

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The urge to travel,
to spread your wings and fly away,
never rooted to one spot.
never spotted on  a route.
signpost now defunct,
map a feeble pointer,
direction only by one’s nose.
Intuition in ascendence,
as day and night blur anaemic...

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Midday sometimes in class instead of learning algebra
While she should be calculating and figuring a formula
Her mind wanders aboard a moonlit gondola
Serenaded by a musician and his viola

She follows the enticing aroma of hot lasagna
Zigs...

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The silver orb of the luminous full moon ascended,
slithering silent on the satin slope of sapphire sky.
Enticing cadence of the dancing sequins sensual
pulsated through the aura of the argentine night.

Rhapsody rolled on the waltzing waves...

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In the morning light, a milk bottle stands,
A relic of bygone days, in my trembling hands.
Embossed with nostalgia, a link to the past,
From the dairy farm, where memories last.

As a little girl, I'd wait with...

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