Long Glutted Poems

Dear Toni,

I saw you on The Daily Show
the other day
having your way
with Trevor,
or was it the other way around?
Not sure.

I'm also not sure where we first went wrong,
but I'm sorry for once having thought you...

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Spring's Excitement
There are rhythms of Nature that no one controls
that farms use to advantage! Time's fishermen sailed
both with tides and fair breezes offshore in their boats
at each dawn and dusk's onshore brought home each day's...

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I currently conjoin with AllSouls,
a sacred green communion of saints
and sometimes sinners.

A few live together,
couples,
extending families
reaching multiculturally out
through AllSoul roots
regenerating pasts,
transforming future generations
now repressed by fear of global climate pathology
as thick and toxic
as lose/lose ecopolitical...

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A:  Continued from part seven Ezekiel 39:17-19. 

      'Assemble and come together from all of the assembled to the sacrifice I am
       preparing...

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PAINTBRUSH 

Fingertips the bristles of a 
pagan paintbrush 
painting a Tree of Life
on pacified cheekbones 
instead of in liver
from whence it sprung
now it burns to feed
HeartSpace with witty
wood for Eternal Fire

From cheekbones
it slid to jugular...

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In Jan 6. 2021, a number of his myrmidons from all parts of the country converged to Washington to seize and squat the Capitol mansion following his seditious malarkeys, ending this country's long uneventful run...

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The path was long and arduous
And night began to veer
O’er trees, and lanes and rusted gates
Its' shadows breeding fear

Unbridled Wind wisped ‘round
Tombstone crosses where
Hissing its’ frustration
Loudly in despair

It sought to nourish fears
The shadows did create
Searching...

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Vulnerability is rich soil for gratitude
while Yang strength is rockier,
less robust for absorbing flows of nurturing waters.

Just as gratitude 
is richer soil for abundance
than Yang attitudes
of elitist patriarchal supremacy.

At Yang's perpetual adolescent table,
each diner has...

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I thought it is wiser that I confess
That I overlooked that you are complex.
And that I had nudged you off the edge.

I thought I could mumble an apology to you.
For nobbling you and causing you...

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I was feeling mighty low one day
Till wifey-poo came to the rescue
“Close your eyes, I've a big surprise!”
I was tempted to take a peek, wouldn't you

Held 'em shut tight and played the game
I could smell...

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Remembered the 1940s, the season of the holocaust.
Six million irons, disjointed from their ores
Were forged in bottomless pits of anvils.
The swarming bees in a ceremonious buzzing
Were uncoupled from their hives through Reichsbahn.
However, a tensed, stale...

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The see-saw backsides of obesity traverse across the promenade
  Led by bustling torpedo breasts thrusting through the hustling throng;
Past tarnished chromium espresso bars, burger vans with frying lard,
  Ice cream parlours, sagging deckchairs...

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The definition for the word decadent in this poem is the following:  extremely 
pleasing 

The synonyms you can have in mind are the following: unrestrained and 
shameless

I want to indulge in this love
To arrive...

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INLETS OF BEAUTY
Shell like and thin,without and
within,whose surface naturally
co-incide.Straight rays from the
eyes,horizontal,perpendicular,
grace with beauty personified.
Simplicity,intricacy uniformity
 Quanitified.inlets of beauty
evident,entertaining the eye
glutted with variety.A plain
space,pleasant to see,scroll
and volute in symmetry,surprised 
by mimicry to avoid regularity.
Simple,distinct enjoying...

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Never mind the soldiers dying.
This war cannot be fought that way.
Dissatisfied, he won't stop trying.
Attack before he'll watch her stray.

The road he's built extends through time
Each checkpoint holding the remains
of battles lost against her crime.
Leaves...

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Glutted left-brain information media
actively hope to understand

Why does emotional intelligence
speak to egocentric concerns
of mortality and discomforting toxic defeat,
loss and difficult win/lose everyday choices
in a calming voice for unself-conscious contentment?

What is this ZeroSoul content of contentment
to...

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I am a monster.

I could be nothing less.

I murdered for three nights.

I glutted on the blood of my victims.  Their throats torn away in my need.  Bodies left 
strewn in the gutters, alleyways...

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I buzzed around
Amid our clan’s beesound.
My swarm buzzed in cloud
In beespeak spoke aloud.

But the babble of the bees
Suddenly did cease,
For one with gut swollen,
Legs burdened by pollen,
Dropped out of the swarm
And sounded an alarm.

We came...

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Spawn of the arcane, glutted, she sprawls upon the sands 
of mythos. As victims, star-crossed lovers, outcasts,
we have all seen the traces of these nether lands.
Sphinx-like, besotted, she lays among the bodies dashed.

A pixie smith...

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Shell like and thin,without and within,whose surface naturally co-incide.Straight rays from the eyes,horizontal,perpendicular,grace with beauty personified.
Simplicity,intricacy uniformity .Quanitified.inlets of beautyevident,entertaining the eye glutted with variety.A plainspace,pleasant to see,scroll and volute in symmetry,surprised by mimicry to...

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Raven is a Flower

The floral women speak to chilly wind. 
Calling out the ancient remnants penned in golden lace,
 milked with cran-embroidered keys.
The grave stones plunge deep into their seats, 
worthy by the black flower...

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The quest to conquer primal urges fails,
Our bodies constitute divines and bases;
The splitting whereof inner peace travails,
Nirvana glows when Reason, Love embraces.
But high or low can Reason’s balance tip,
For starved or glutted  Love does...

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* (Saturn is esoterically associated with the twelfth month of December)

… raining, raining! – disrobed heaven’s
chain of glittering tears
washing our earthen face, and
I raise my umbrella
thinking of you
in the shattered liquid glass
around us…
… warmth of...

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Oh sweet stench of death, kiss my lips thy night…

Release me from thy clutches of loves’ rot,

Unchain my soul from loves’ barbarous byte…

Where heavens display their hells and have fought,

Only to bleed bated tears in...

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SEARCHING QUESTION
                                 By...

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