Long Fluxes Poems

Hands awaken! Speak out! Answer to sacred shouts,
subterranean whispering, to stars above rooftops—
thread sunlit branches with the chattering of a thousand leaves.

If fluxes and urgencies of confusion or death
should drawn you into your self-box, I...

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Occasionally we should expose the wackier lobe of the brain
in order to better appreciate the more sensible side of the mind.
     ~THIS is one of those times...

I capriole between my arabesques
fugaciously...

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This poem is inspired by Jeff Ripple's painting titled 'Stormy Weather'. You can find the link to the painting at the bottom of the page, and there is also an image of the painting uploaded...

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emotions................my feelings..........

 They float aimlessly inside me and outside me on the languid wings of air,
 To the home of the maiden that is far yonder  and there........
How can my feelings, they reach,
 without...

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Morning thaws into feverous noon, dusk fluxes and night dimly fades away,
Into a lonesome diurnal, nocturnal rhythm all woozy and gray.
Softly and silently you begot my heart’s love hope when there was none,
Securely you glided...

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Morning thaws into feverous noon, dusk fluxes and night dimly fades away,
Into a lonesome diurnal, nocturnal rhythm all woozy and gray.
Softly and silently you begot my heart’s love hope when there was none,
Securely you glided...

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When you get bored
Go at the edge of the Seine
Be the friend of swans
Divide some bread into pieces
To throw to them! 

Don't be in charge of shippers
Letters remain in consciousness
By dancing northward
Consider bottles
Carried away by...

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enthralled forr noww

ineptta jazza bop   the stomp    "she" 2is a sheep  she said
       the.traces
  pearls plentyful made in skyy/  scuffed
/landscapes/embraces/ invented...

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The Rubiks cube is round, observed at atomic size
To see reality you must enter, take a peep inside
I’m not saying pull it apart, searching out a pivot 
But rather a microscopic journey, for our tiny...

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Can you see the flow, dancing above you now?

Close your eyes,
let yourself drift back to a time before you were born,
still inside your mother’s womb,
while you were being carefully woven together,
bit by bit, strand by...

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Buzz…
Get a buzz and real as come.
Deaths with fouls will play as claim.
Words of buzz are argots piles.
Tyrants boxed our life as times.

Words that rude are swear that bad.
Bleeding souls are all so wet.
Oh must...

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once aboard the desert submarine
anchored by the golden sundial
outlandish and phosphorescent
we crossed the greatness 
of many drowned landscapes
fluxes of algae and shrewish freesias
cloistering up
dans le château à la lune
where the ragman’s lantern announces
the arrival of...

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Her crimson lipstick stains my innocent skin
Her perfect aura bleeds upon me and it seeps within
And this carnal flame has ignited
The night thickens and I get more excited...
Blood fluxes through my thermal veins
Concrete pulsations inside...

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