Long Evanescent Poems

“Come on, let's get introduced to my play mate in a palm.
Linda, these are Joshua’s true other selfs.” 
Lelia emitting a peculiar chuckle.
A comic situation arose where I changed my voice for each of my...

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“Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo.
Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.
Briseadh an tost seo”



"An Bee Cailleach"


She lives to...

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Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken promises…stop being a horrid tease…
Do not worry, Lord, I am...

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The Story so far…
Makani (The Rising Wind), a beautiful extra-terrestrial researcher is sent to a remote island to observe earth. She finds Sam, a shipwrecked earthling near death owing to drowning. Sam (Ka ‘Lo -...

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  I feel so damn trapped in rage 
Like a rainbow lion in a cage 
I feel so much pain in my brain
And it's driving me quite insane

Numb my solace shame
Get me feeling more...

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The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble ingress of Petra,
saying with thrill, the Jin of your Jihad...

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Long Bridge/final verse:
I need you to move on for me…and I will be free somewhat
I want you to motivate me the way you used to be as you ought
Be gone from the place you were...

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Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf

Minor emendations to following
just posted verse
oversight to correct dissatisfaction,
yours truly I do curse
ah... methinks if hands of time 
can be made to go in reverse
a more exemplary version
to...

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I’m rising from the ruins 
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tragedy’s a-brewing
I can’t peaceably fight
I’m riding the turbulent storm
I’m embracing you, so warm
I’m screwing up greatly today
I’m wrecked up lately in dismay

I’m in poverty when it came to...

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Symphony of Shadows in the Moonlight
In the calming hours of the night, when shadows dance upon the walls of consciousness,
As twilight intertwines with the remnants of bygone dreams,
My soul wanders through echoes of the sublime,
Attempting...

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Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf

Thus writer of these words
forever mus lee experiencing 
craving to eat cheese,
a milk product 
eternally preserved within 
annals, chronicles, epistles, 
et cetera of human civilization 
and it's discontents...

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#moon in Scorpio... 
As a result,
poesie naturally gravitated
toward intimate situations
that allowed her free reign 
to openly express herself. 

After I gave her psychoanalysis
I found her to be only half-baked. 
Inquiry into her private matters,
mainly an...

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Deep, deep, deeper ...

A dark so fluid I am lost
Swimming, choking, in ink
Still, I dive, soaring down, down
Faster and faster as I dive

I breathe now, sucking in light
And brilliance and purifying joy
I fill my being...

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The following fictitious scenario I evoke

Analogous to fire breathing 
puffed up imaginary dragon
(in a land called Honah Lee)
ye might rightly think
what the deuce
haunting spectre ace of spades 
goodfella aiming to be a poet all about,
meaning...

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In the deep mystery of the night, when the nocturnal light becomes a taciturn witness,
I feel that our nature pushes us to swing between extremes,
The stronger the inner fire, the greater the leap.
Perhaps it is...

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Awakened and degenerated, I feel I am clashing somewhere 
The clouds appear and then depart, just another face amongst billions  
Millions of colors of the rainbow at one point I thought I was rare...

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Under the cathedral of infinity, stretched above lost dreams,
I do nothing with my life but romanticize and decay in indecision,
I weave dreams from the ethereal threads of the moon and drape them with the charm...

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into the depths of the bell jar

In quiet solitude
    on an autumn night
    i drifted through
    a quotidian quagmire.

fleeting thoughts of stillness
    sparked...

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I've always 
wandered in 
venus' orbs, 
searching for
the star-seed 
of my spirit that
has forsaken
it spiritual 
sanguinary and 
caged every 
fluorescent flicker 
in a sculptured
sanctuary of 
materialistic
metamorphosis. 

Wondering - 
what am I, 
in the camouflaging
shades of...

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Sometimes, when 
your sparkling spirit 
waltzes with me 
to the perfumed 
periwinkle grooves 
of saffron breezes, 
I'm lost in a forever gaze, 
within those 
flickering ferns
of a nascent nightmare, 
where I ain't any 
velvet-purple orchid,...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds,
scuppered signpost to my fetid human compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid veil flimsy vacuum,
skirt recklessly...

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“50 Words for Poe: Automata”





Haunted eyes of an automaton
the monkey grinds his music
outside the Magic Theatre
Harry looks on

"For Madmen Only"

He enters of his own volition.

Boxcars he rolls
Double Sixes! the Macabre Maestro
conducts his orchestra
Hermine still sings

A...

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I will never forget the years
When the leaves dripped sparkling droplets
And the glistening stream rushed forth
Rolling pebbles and stones on the way
My naive heart found a place to stay

To ponder upon the journey till then
Beneath...

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And here we are, on the orbit of our illusions,
civilized madmen who have lost their compass,
the divine savage in garments of convention,
hiding the mysteries of the true soul,
living in the shadow of dreams, searching for...

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It was the hour of their glory
harps tuned,they bravely stood strong
their path to salvation,cried for sacrifice
as a storm loomed,with their rhapsodic song.

Forced to live a life of misery
these calloused hands took many lives
but now the...

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