Long Fluctuates Poems

My wife says she can't tell the differnce at times.
One body, one heart and soul, but three different minds......
 
       Today I woke up and looked into the mirror....

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Space Rock Climber was born to the void
On an asteroid named for its ores and metals
Orbiting the sun one year after another
Morning never comes
Day never breaks
Silence goes on forever dead

A 10 year old son abandoned...

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it is one of those dinners
leaning in the doorway, she is working
to her, this is a simple one
spaghetti ala Carbonara
she explains it to me as she processes
pancetta is meat from pork belly 
salt-cured in black...

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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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Written: October 11, 2023  
As I Watch The Waves Crash        Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon   
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As I wait with anxiousness on the edge, I gaze.
As the...

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Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone.
The inscription is illegible, but that matters not to me.
At this centuries-old grave I place flowers and moonstone --
As requested by my ethereal savior, friend, lover, devotee.

My...

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I just love the Christmas tree which we welcome into our homes, 
Symbolising nature, the natural, challenging our views and roams;
Settling in our cosy living rooms, the empire of many, each of us, 
Independent, not...

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an asylum of hope
where liberation reigns
yet solitude operates
flashing bright lights dictate
serenity caresses designing the scenario with assorted templates
footprints of echoing shadows flicker
the rushing wind swerves, magnifies and flutters
imaginations surge, growing wild and deeper
reality spins turning...

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A deep brown collar, lurking from
underneath the green plaid coat.
A smirk on your face, as you turned
the page of your favorite book. “To 
define is to limit”, I feel my maroon
muffler tighten around you in...

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The temperature fluctuates between mild spring days to rain or even snow. Nature wakes up, and the buds slowly sprout on the trees. Coltsfoot pop up as yellow rubber balls, charming yellow flowers. I find...

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You have your story I have mine
You’ve lied about more than my allotted time
My fingers shake as I write this rhyme 
Blood boiling quake that’s been so very kind

Tell the world your story, sure 
I’ll...

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Popcorn and assorted snacks in hand 
  
My vision obscured with the theatres darkness 
  
The streets permeated with shrieks of horror 
  
Artificial blood oozes earthward from the victims 
 ...

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I remember that place
in green pastures called home.
But where are you now
“Union Yard, Britton Holm”
Deep in reams of memories
indelible you lay,
reposed at the helm
of a life rushing by.

Guess i’ve played life’s
generation game,
yet somehow you appeared...

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The home of many people 
Filled with happy cripples
With hens above the cocks
Nature always take it cause 

It's indeed a forest
Encompass  with series of plants
The forbidden, the Halal, the unjudgeable  
All so green...

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Throughout life you collect friends like pretty stones
eventually you may end up with a pocket full... or not
as life goes on the number of stones fluctuates
depending on circumstance, death and so on,,,
some stones make you...

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It hangs in the  clouds
   peeking between the blue white and gray
   holding back the sun in its nimbo-stratus shroud.
The clusters trace a line, puffy, dark and ominous
  ...

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PART 1 of quaternion

austere
        confused
                in disarray
desolate
      ...

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Her fireflies eyes ,
Melted my heart of stone and turned it into dust ,
Dust  carried by the wing of the wind
from desert sand of the Sahara makes 
my heart buried deep into Mole’s habitat...

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One has to like the price,
which never fluctuates.
It floats,
like some suspended orb
imparted from another heaven, perhaps...
itself a consciousness unknown
and undefiled. 
It is the good the ages seek,
still there before our eyes.

Were there a formula,
a prize...

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I yearn for you like no other
My day can not begin with out you
The feelings you give me
Have fueled my addiction
Unless you are inside of me 
I can't seem to function
The rush i feel once...

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July day


A heaviness entraps with the folding of the clouds
Paleness, thunderous, symmetrical and curved lines.
Stare into the stillness escaping the shroud
Look for the glimmer it is there bending entwined

Monitor the evolving motions changing
The nimiety of...

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chaos alone is
less constructive
than that which
fluctuates within
the parameters of
the norm---like a 
bomb ticking, like
a blade sharpening,
like a rebel waiting in
the jungle---knowing
the lines within which
one colors, so that the
lines can be broken---
create & destroy, destroy
to create,...

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Poetry to me is the expression of one’s own heartbeat.

Just as its rhythmic presence fluctuates or subsides at different intervals of our lives.

Poetry is universally recognized by all.

There is an immediate touch

Melancholy

Yesterday

Tomorrow

Skulking somewhere in the...

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"Halcyon moments are privileges for the destitute.", by the poet

The nectarous voices are whispering bye,
as seasons substitute one for the other,
remodeling landscapes harmoniously,
          ~~subtle surrenders,

A balmy...

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1.Low trust uncertainty as 
enduring is foolish.
2.Wealth resembles crowd for 
a village show.
3.Wealth fluctuates if received
commit righteousness instantly.
4.Wise knows days are
life reducing saws.
5.Better commit goodness before 
hiccup of death.
6.World possess,one was
Yesterday,today dead.
7.Fools unrealise life, think
waste...

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