Long Exhausts Poems

I’ve always been a prankster and a lover of a joke.
I love to see the puzzled look on an unsuspecting bloke,
when he looks around and lifts his hat - totally confused.
Some take a joke for...

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"It was heard
They took him to the morgue.
Last night in the February dark
When the crescent moon, five days toward full, had set
He'd had the urge to die."

In the artistic creation of poetry, there is a...

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Note to PostMillennial God of Time:

Your human race exhausts ourselves
and our home
and our extended DNA/RNA family
and our soul-soil
and our blood-water flow of ecotherapeutic life
and our healthy integrative atmosphere.

What was Anger and FearFilled Memory of Heaven
has...

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Eating Words

On my way to the gym to shape my well nourished body
I travel a whole Universe of madness from leafy suburbs
high walls electric fences barbed wire marble statues and
well manicured lawns a distasteful reminder...

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Four palms, one taller, the other three measure the same.
Heavily anchored in sand, all are vertical climbers of this azure sky.
Eight new fronds per palm, the older ones neatly trimmed by man.
No cocoanuts anywhere to...

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And those that were wise spoke among themselves
They took note of the darkness
spoke of things past and things yet future
they collected the news
the times and the seasons of men
they watched carefully for the time
to fulfill...

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Wishes hang, like icicles
Clinging to the steely gray
Branches where silence breathes
Promises, echoing through
The winds, hastening hope and 
Anticipation, resting on the 
Colors of joy, peace and grace
Blended together with faith

Crisp words form to create
Images and...

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Get Up

The further I run into love I lose more and more of me
Seeing the water run off the rocks and not understanding the rain
Knowing that life has not aided the thoughts that I think
Endless...

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On life's easyrider days and nights
love plays a romping game.

On those more oppositionally challenging days,
and long anxious nights,
love is a hunt,
sometimes a passionate hunt,
special occasionally a compassionate hunt,
a mutual hunt
for truth about who is hunter
and...

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Clusters of refugee bubbles
         Expelled from the side of my tank
         Rise expanding in upward travels 
  ...

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HARLEY DAVIDSON

The roar of the victorious twins that spark,
Enigma of the spotless glint in the dark,
The riders, symbolic of rare brood,
Tattooed with insignia and bandana as hood.

Third year of the twentieth century, there starts a...

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INSCRIPTION ON THE MONUMENT OF A NEWFOUNDLAND DOG.

When some proud son of man returns to earth,
Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rest below;
When...

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Though joyousness impaled,
albeit skewered over poker hot coals
courtesy roaring fiery
molten psychological magma
kindling sparks incinerate
nonetheless inchoate coalescence

asserts, damned feeble endeavor
fostering, glomming, harking
futile hellbent fixation manifests
imperceptible yearning inclination
atavistic aspiration toward archangel
fleetingly overrides pathos

prevalent within pathetic psyche
regarding mental...

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White marble stones
Stand proud in the sun
To remember my colleagues
The heroic fallen ones
 
Many a battle
Many a campaign
Some did return
For some never the same
 
On the green grass i stand
Blue sky above
The souls of my...

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White marble stones
Stand proud in the sun
To remember my colleagues
The heroic fallen ones
 
Many a battle
Many a campaign
Some did return
For some never the same
 
On the green grass I stand
Blue sky above
The souls of my...

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What is it about a bus?
For the life of me, what is all the fuss?
Well for starters, a bus design like no other
The craftsmanship in variation being another
The open road in a child’s eyes with...

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My illusion is fading as life slips away
Like a snake sheds its skin that gets lost though each day
Still begins with a sunrise, of course! I awake,
Life's past lessons less certain, though I may yet...

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Remember the Sabbath
to keep it holy 
free of Shoulds.

A should-free cathedral
of intimate athleticism
romantic
exotic
ecstatic
euphoric
erotic

Exhausts this sabbath light
at long last
widely dawning deeply stronger
and resiliently handsome
dark as night

In virtuously enlightening response
to Saturnight's weekly exorcism
annihilating
exhausting
expiring

Yet another weekday week
weak slow-groan...

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Written: October 30, 2023
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Amidst bouts of deep pain and hellacious strife
When anxiety overwhelms and exhausts life.
Hyacinth should be allowed to soothe the...

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As we have all come to know and accept
That within certain parameters we find ourselves trapped
It’s either you’re stuck with wearing pants to rule and impress
Or socially considered inferior and wearing a dress
Well, I for...

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She throws her head back 
And let's out from her small mouth
A huge, loud, boisterous, horrific,
But beautiful, rip-roaring, ear-splitting sneeze.

I think to myself
Where can such a petite, quiet, demure, classy lady
Get the energy to snort...

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Chasing rainbows, chasing light
Chasing kindness, chasing smiles
Chasing goodness, chasing dreams
Chasing joy, chasing every good thing…

My life has been a series of moments,
Pasted together by gentleness, love and laughter,
The music of prayer and praise, the promises
Built...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty-Two

Late afternoon. Doldrums. The waters stood still. Was She asleep?
Lady Lake then drew her petticoat up to scratch Her shins deep.
At Embryo Islet the siesta-bound birds stirred and...

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It was a Tuesday night and dull boredom had set in
‘ thought I heard my ol’ car say: “Take us for a spin!
Go pickup Bobby Mac and maybe Cindy too,
‘Cause it’s Tuesday night … and...

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Why does it feel like there's a fishbone 
stuck in my throat.
A large one at that, pointy but girthy
No banana, rice, apple, idli, peanut butter mash could dislodge this one
It's almost funny,
If it didn't hurt...

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