Long Eye of the hurricane Poems

A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became...

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I CAN’T BREATHE

I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to carry arms,
praise God and worship Jesus while
condemning all others to...

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I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to carry arms,
praise God and worship Jesus while
condemning all others to eternal damnation.
How...

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The Eye of the Hurricane

 When all conditions have come together
And we have taken notice of the strength 
We like to name them and keep track
Of them moving across the ocean floors
The eye is considered...

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THE DALLAS COWBOYS

Can you not hear the rumblings of that distant herd coming,
The loud thundering of destiny’s champions crossing, the NFL
Field of dreams, beware the rampaging lightening team known
As the Dallas Cowboys, for they are...

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In the eye of the hurricane, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : En el ojo del hurracan

(Ninth in the collection : Metafora del Desafuero, published – according to the editor, Alejandro 
Duque Amusco – not...

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Here are some questions, dear poets on Poetry Soup. As we look in within, we may find answers we have been looking for, beyond narrow conditioning and dogmatic beliefs. There can be more than one...

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Resurrections lone fallen spiritual being, kneeling within the darkness of mine
Own tormented soul, broken, fractured at fetters ivory appendages, a flightless
Angelic Dark winged angel standing alone, weeping in the nights blackened clouds of utter blindness,...

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Soon I will be traveling      
To the valley of the stars 
And the shoreline of the Milky Way
Where near connects to far.

My senses fading rapidly
As darkness closes in
Like a fog...

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The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators 
And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests 
Make their ramble through the undergrowth hot on the trail
Of a sultry midsummer house party in...

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Run, jump and frolic with childhood abandonment,
Grab down, that dusty old mason jar, recapture
The lightening in the bottle, of yesteryear’s remembrance.
Refresh one's youthful heart, in the memories evergreen
Pastures called imagination.
In the meadows of human thought,...

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I'm patiently waiting for some kind of insane ecstasy
      Watching with curious brown eyes 
        As dusk turns to light  
 ...

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Spirit voices echo        
In the hills above my eyes
I can hear them calling out 
To the ground and to the skies

Indifferently moving
Slowly passing through
The leaves on the trees...

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I start my day with the rising sun,
Got a lot of work before the day is done,
Back breaking and mind racing again,
I may stumble every now and then,
Tossed in the air with no direction,
Caught in...

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I’m tired.
Not the kind you sleep off—
the kind that settles in your bones
like a storm that never passes.

I’m tired of checking the volume
of my laughter
like it’s a detonator.
Of reading the room
like it’s a battlefield—
every silence...

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Safe, at long last,
behind closed, locked doors and windows,
behind heavy, hanging, purple drapery:
plush, pellucid, subterranean refuge.

Far from the proverbial maddening crowd,
out of sight: a dimly lit room, bathed in
soft, golden reflections.  In the centre...

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Heartache and mistrust are disguised as a midnight blue sky full of promises 
and twinkling stars.
  
  As I stare up at the sky and just wonder why, what went wrong while growing...

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if you could last a day inside the body of 
the lovesick-shell of a human 
i turn into when i'm in love
i would applaud you

allow me to show you a preview first:

as one might think...

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Oh what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?

I saw truth tellers doxed, and their addresses listed
I saw images on my cellphone put on by the twisted
I saw...

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The pages meet my fingertips again
Tenderly guiding the ink, as if it were rotten bile
Channelling all away

To minimal change of my world
The illusory script does not function
To the disappointment of myself and the happiness of...

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Laughter rings out,
At the idiocy shared,
Palms slap together,
As jokes only us understand,
Bring about mirth,
Secret glances shared,
As knowing smiles grow on our faces,
Thoughts expressed,
As if minds were one,
Mannerisms from the other,
Adopted without knowing,
Compromises made, 
With no...

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the eye of the hurricane is still
humming silently with potent power
as is the animated stillness continuum 
preceding the emission of heart’s pure intent

thought cessation of consciousness self-aware
holding erect all energies in perfect balance
enlivens the bardo...

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Lightening flashes
and thunder crashes,
    Rains flow
and winds blow.

The Storm is upon me
and I’m caught unprepared.

Such thoughts I’m thinking
    and feelings I’m feeling – 
    as never...

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The one link to reality,
The beacon in the storm,
The eye of a hurricane,
The calming of chaos,
During the storm,
When the hurricane rages on,
The help comes along,
The rest,
Under the wings,
Is the eye of the eye of the...

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Enemies Of My Breath.

Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks!

With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms.

Like a volcano I erupt with...

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