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Wasted my time in the most unkempt ways
Arguing with myself about things that mattered not
Steering clear of the wise risks others took
Laughing at them behind my angry back
Not realizing they were going to become themselves
While I would forever remain a copy of a facsimile of myself
Dreaming of the real me, but making no effort to realize her.
Wasted my time droning in my head
Expecting the worst, sorry when I did not get it
My paradigm not changing a whit
No matter how many contradictions I saw
Remaining stagnant, while the others blossomed
Angrier now that I did not take any risks at all,
never truly living in this flesh body.
Except in a world where my eyes were tightly shut.
Sprawling aspiration
effervescent incandescence
spreads psychic plasma
of primal spectrum
painting passion
on the silken sky
the configured
fascinated facsimile
of mental panorama
suffused with chromatic
sublime sensitivity
of exuberant ecstasy
blooming in
seraphic color blast
of floral spring
Parched pieces
draped by distress dust
of cinnamon ground
heart desiccates
to the core
auburn anguish
pervading passive
creeps craftily
in the wilted veins
of the fallen leaves
fragile essence
rustles restive
with emerald tune
of serenading sanguinity
Emotive eyes weep
concealed tears
in torment torrent
fill the cauldron
of pent up pathos
forlorn life’s
desolate distillate
designs crystalline
verdance shining
in the jade thicket
on the eroded banks
of awareness
as symphonic cadence
of fervent zephyr
drifting with sonata
of fleeting fervor
from yonder plateau
of yearning
pulsates timeless
with waves of rhapsody
in the bay of bliss
glides with the melody
of harmonic heart
with the ripples
of lilac lagoon
Expansive aspiration
effervescent incandescence
spreads psychic plasma
of primal spectrum
paints passion
on silken sky
configures
fascinating facsimile
of mental panorama
suffused with chromatic
sublime sensitivity
of exuberant ecstasy
blooming in
seraphic color blast
of floral spring
s p l e n d o r o u s
Parched foliage
of discontent
draped by distress dust
of cinnamon ground
intuition desiccates
to the core
auburn anguish
pervading passive
creeps craftily
in wilted veins
of fallen leaves
fragile fortitude
rustles restive
with aureate tune
of serenading sanguinity
i n s p i r i n g
Emotive eyes weep
concealed tears
in torment torrent
fill the cauldron
of pent up pathos
forlorn life’s
desolate distillate
designs lattice of loneliness
in landscape of seclusion
on the brittle banks
of eroded awareness
as symphonic cadence
of fervent zephyr
drifting with sonata
of fleeting fervor
from yonder plateau
of yearning
pulsates with waves
of timeless rhapsody
in the bay of bliss
glides with the melody
of harmonic heart
on the ripples
of lilac lagoon
of l o n g i n g
c a s
c a d
i n g
The sparkling dawn serenely veneers
my heart’s horizon with halcyon hues,
spreads the sunburst tinges of timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden in my heart’s canvas,
blooming with the lilac luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face.
In the passion sea of my yearning the rapture waves
shine like swirling sapphire of your smile illumined.
With the magnetic moonbeam lattice of your charm,
its sparkle splashes on my essence entwined.
As the pristine patina of the florescent flowers
flushes fresh your cherubic cheeks resplendent,
glittering with seraphic grandeur of pearls,
mesmeric melody wraps the meadow of my mind
where I “hear these hibiscus hymns”
in the ether of encompassing euphoria.
In the scintillating stream of zooming zephyr,
as you drift away unconcerned past me,
and blow a devastating storm of indifference,
my fervor is fragmented in the debris of delight.
In the vivacious valley of my verdant heart,
configured by the chromatic contours of your charm,
I carve an ardent conduit of yearning to reach you.
The fervent cloud of my captivating craving
melts in an endless torrent of engulfing emotion
where you disappear under the waves of despair.
Wandering listless in the desiccated wasteland
of the waning memory of divested longing,
my tear drops roll in relentless lyrical rhythm
on the dismal domain of melancholy
where once “I kissed the opera octave”.
I now hear the emotive echo of the last song
you sang for me, fading away forgotten.
You’ll never know, deprived of your love
in the downhearted time,
“the song my soul never seeks”.
The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with hues,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face, I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent pearls of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
my heart feels your allure, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charm,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving melts in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stream, I swim.
Pulled by the current of your charismatic magnetism,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the lattice of stars in my sky,
with their sequins you embellish my life to complete me.
The migratory mind
indomitable,
of the spirited surfer
possessed,
waltzes on waves of life,
curled crests climb
demented,
fling the fractured moon,
dark troughs descend
despondent,
with sequins of sunk stars,
recede with the ebb of time,
seek the seraphic shore
of the passionate past,
entranced.
The shifting sands
sculpt seaward footprints,
contoured as the corroded
design of decay,
time arrow finds
the designated course
destined,
to the temporal topography
denuded at the edge
of the fading timeline,
framing flaked facsimile
of eroded existential wasteland
abandoned,
where emptiness engulfs
enthused,
the splintered spectrum
of the sanguinity rainbow,
crumbled.
The disillusion-tangled terrain
within hollowness deep
piles up the wreckage
of languished lilt of life
unlived,
turns the chromatic garden
to debris dump
in the winter of discontent
invasive,
the pathway paved
outside its frail fence
waits to be walked
fascinated,
to the mesmeric meadow
of turquoise tomorrow,
waiting.
Innate invention intuition
permeates perceptive memory
innovative,
with arcane acumen,
the art of alchemy
enigmatic,
glitters gold
in the rusted crust of ruins
where marigold blooms
in the junkyard
on the scrap stack
of the bleak being,
with the transforming touch
of the Midas mind,
masked.
Sans Whole Body Out Of Country Transplant
hmm...methinks mebbe aye
can empty the ocean
one teaspoon at time bine bye
and after about
a bajillion years cry
tears of joy, when mine
petrified organs of sight decry
solid sea floor to mud dill
across to Iceland eye
would readily forsake
United States citizenship,
and buzzfeed akin to a human fly
hooping genuine emotional
physical, or spiritual
philanthropic gratuity
could be accepted
'pon being bequeathed
from this guy
'course after friendly
bantering initiated with "hi"
and once settling upon lingua franca
as modus operandi
this wholesome casual
conversant chap would appeal
himself as (non GMO gluten, and
monosodium glutamate free) bonemeal
suitable *****sapien reserved
quite pleasingly congenial
to shake hands after
mutual agreement reached,
whereby roundly accepted
apprenticeship contractual stipulations
understood asper "Art of the deal,"
an awesomely empyreal
corroborate burning man
Matthew Scott Harris
in effigy "FAKE"
immolation funereal
faux "cremation ashes"
topped with goldenseal
thee initial process
to detox and psychologically heal
from Trump Bite US strain A
(or alternate spelling
D. trump pen lumpen throat
or a similar
facsimile concocted "FAKE"
illness thereof - NOT IDEAL
for man, woman, or child,
who quickly become fodder material
(a bio-hazard devastating
entire folks future generations genetics)
symptoms easily mis
taken for nasopharyngeal
infection, where optimal
cure comprises bland oatmeal
with jelly beans, thus I app peal
to provide sanctuary else this real
threat to life and limb
will find me to suffer fools
unless via quaffing hemlock
rigor mortis from grim reaper ICE steal!
The dulcet night veneers my heart’s horizon with sparkles,
spreads the starlit tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with the luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face, I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent diamonds of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
my heart feels your allure, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In the vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charm,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent stardust of my craving surges in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stellar stream, I swim.
Pulled by the current of your charismatic magnetism,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the constellation lattice in my sky,
with its sequins I compose a lyric for you, written in the stars.
…
The dazzling dawn lighted up the horizon of my heart,
spread the sunburst spectrum of luminous longing
on fervent garden blooming with love from the start,
swathed the facsimile of your floral face flushing.
You came flying in the secluded sky I had made mine,
the wind with whiff of romance never stopped to blow
with love from the hued horizon of sensual shine,
bracing buds unfurled in our hearts with astral glow.
A sparkling stream you flowed with fluidized grace,
cascaded in rocky valley turned jade, I carved for you.
The course to serene sea we pledged together to trace
to its placid depth, discover our melted hearts anew.
Our journey across the rugged terrain wasn’t easy,
lost in the dark night you found me, didn’t know how.
You became my second shadow, faithfully followed me
from the beginning of our time to the twilight hour now.
My mute introvert mind couldn’t express these words,
I write for you in vibrant verse, the last and the only one.
You’d return at dusk from my sky to nest like other birds,
see ‘you are always on my mind’ written on my feather lone.
The indelible image etched on my memory canvas,
the tide of time couldn’t tow to the obscure ocean. ,
In its shimmering shore on the satin sands
I engraved the lattice of my love for you.
The romantic spectrum of the sunburst sky’s fire
profiled the radiant facsimile of desire.
Our harmonious hearts took the entwined shape,
joined by the charming thread of sublime sunray.
I couldn't release your luring hands,
and felt my exhilaration fervently flicker,
flashing on your face like the luster of twilight,
I was flushed with the flare of craving delight.
You are gone where destiny has taken you,
your shadow lingers in my longing threshold.
I sense the enduring aura of your yearning,
like the argentine glow of the amorous moon.
I will never forget that night howsoever try I might,
as with stardust tinsels I adorn your shadow bright.
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April 5, 2023
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