Long Flattens Poems

Of new pains new verses must be composed 
To give matter for the canto twenty
Of the canticle first, treating sunk posed.

I just was inclined with desires many
To thoroughly look at the open deep,
Which was moisten...

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Some things are royal
others so prosaic

and then there's everything else

You bring your own biases to the choice

BUT the question then arises:

do these (even these)

belong to you?

It's Your day
Your life
Your breath

(cratered between small clumps
of sunrise and...

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She kept it all inside her
and never spoke a word,
though her thoughts flew and darted
like a trapped and frantic bird.

Inside her was a garden
that was hung with Spanish moss,
like the massive oaks were weeping
to remind...

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He starts singing songs of Ireland and we are home in a jiffy
"What's a jiffy," my mother wonders
"Guess  where we went Granny?"
"I don't know but I have a feeling you are gonna tell me,"...

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Midnight darkness suddenly descended upon the city as morning peeped through the blackened sky the city waits in suspense to die. 

They have been working for several days battening up windows and doors as if...

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Somedays I feel like I'm surrounded by bars and bricks
encaged on a stage in tar that sticks.
There's an agonisingly unfamiliar reflection in the mirror,
as my eyes detect an unrecognisable inferior figure.

I can't see the stars...

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RISING FROM THE ASHES

Wordancer


The eyes of the dragon seen through the trees
Mesmerize minds and cause bodies to freeze.
Which way to go, which way to turn;
No time for questions when the trees burn.

Just jump in the...

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An early morning appetiser to help breakfast go down better. TC

This just to whet your appetite

As A Fly Does
 
What would it be like to be a Fly?  
Buzzing around wondering why
Flitting from lampshade...

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Within a night, a simple crop field has been transformed into a  magnificent work of art, the overnight cryptic formations capture the attention of all as the large section of the crop has been...

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No matter where I am
I will always be condemn
My heart will bear the blame
Slowly dying due to shame

No matter who helps me bear this pain
My body will continue to strain
My heart bears a knife
Making horrid...

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She misses Europe
Since her anointed head’s hope
Lingers goodness of land’s womb

The backyard’s pale fears 
Massive mountains of king Leer!
Kristiansand in atmosphere!?
 
Her head is the globe
Turning from left to right’s orb
Her eyes tests a great...

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There is a calm, a quiet calm, it follows
a storm, a war, a quarrel;

for example see, when the chimney-smoke
flattens, and lies above the red bricks and 
hunting cats but scatters at the gull's urgent 
zoom:

then...

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Sunrise, Oh aural hymn of spirituality,
Vibrant in it’s splendour and magnificence,
Sending nocturnes to daytime slumber,
Bathing life to a yawning earth.
 
Piercing the day’s birth with colours and hue,
The Master’s tableau, a glorious canvas,
Fiery paints, swirling...

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Cherub's unfurled fingers faithfully extend to his fallow fringe 
   hung from a chest made firm by suede, sweat and rain.

   Chernobyl blue irises mimic April '86 radiation, 
  ...

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Climb inside and buckle in
Anxiously twisting the key
As a mechanical symphony roars to life
Setting nine hundred horses free

The machine becomes an extension 
Of my own flesh and bone
My heart beats in choppy rhythm
While eight cylinders...

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and the truth is, the truth is
there is no such thing as the perfect poem
syllable count and line and verse
the poet lays out his tools to show them
his best rhymes and worst to curse

and the...

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I find one, languid on the sidewalk,
languishing in the hearts
minds
Eyes 
consciences
consciousnesses
of
Us,
The
Real
Machines.

But of course it’s dead.
Who would presume
with a knowing Eye
that its battery
would
last
longer
than
An
Intake
Of
Air
Needed
For
Sustenance?

But of course it’s not real.
Who would assume
with a knowing Eye
that when I try
to...

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Boreas laughs and of his power we will know
His breath in anger, a white blanket appears 
He breathes out the north wind and snow
The master of cold and snow it appears

Zephyrus the calm one, sprinkles...

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Synthemesc candelabras ache hyacinth desire till woven floors
macabre phoenix grown on veiled crucible vines, dragonflies now
    inhabit counter-clocks I've forgotten seer dust ponders hewn salamandrine fire
as a wish to eradicate all a...

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Mirage Files
            by Odin Roark

How rapid their collection
From nasty medicines
Cloaked with mother’s smile
To spoonfuls upon mouthfuls
Handfuls to bucketsful
Filling irony’s three-drawer history
Upon one’s shoulders

How innocent...

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As the head emerges
from the womb of soil,
brightly declaring its birth
in the scream of birds,
the new day is born,
a life to live to night,
as the body travels in its path,
as the head held high, aloof!
Hiding...

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He glares at me 
And the scene glares right back at us 
A pool of oozing red surrounds us
The bed of roses shimmering 
The black silk with stains of velvet 
The shiny golden candles painted...

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I close my eyes and the world dissolves into little stars.
Windows and shadows taper off into unknown distances of space in sickly, bruised, yellow-greens and poisonous magenta. 
With whisps like ghosts that arrive in clouds...

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The Russians are coming.
Listening to Portuguese Tv, there is talk of a third wave
of the coronavirus, it is not a wave that flattens out like the calm sea.
It will strike when people get careless and...

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The dance commences, I retreat a step
Shattered from archaic engulfing patterns

You cha cha your storm forward in
Swirls of ancient abandonment and as

I skip back another, gasping for sufficient safety from suffocation,
You unfurl your blitz clawing...

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