Long Gouges Poems

(Continued from part two)

O! enslaver beware, you are sprouting horns.
Kher, poor thing, you should try to be fair,
Nimble mares, could tongue-tie you there.
The bulls are rearing in their thrills, at bay.
		
K.S. the lion chaste-tied in...

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A mighty force lurks out of sight
Far out o'er the sea
About to bring a monstrous fight
Like none we've ever seen

The time winds by and on the air
The wind is first to show
It starts out as...

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Welcome to a world of imagination,
Where nothing is what it seems to be,
A world unlike any other,
A world,
Where being mad is normal.

"Come sit with me,
Care for a cup of tea,
Come, come be seated please,
We have...

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Chasing Cars 3


You can drown in smoke
In huge breaths
Sucked in on the choke 

Of ever wishing air

And you can lay yourself bare
Your soul on the concrete
Spread before the stare 

Of every loving heart

Its not that...

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Oblivion 

Fear caresses my heart, 
An eminent doom alerts my intuition.
The sun sets below the horizon. 
As I prepare myself for the inevitable.

Encased in oblivion,
Left alone with my thoughts.
Drifting in and out of consciousness,
Relinquishing the...

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One was when it was new.
Shiny head calling to me from days of childhood.
Pick me up and make a wish..Surely you know this to be true
for people have told you your whole life it is.
Having...

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In hushed whispers, Mariners told stories,
           Of a octopus like cephalopod creature;
With a tentacled beak and jet thrust power,
      ...

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Rowdiness drives though your eyes 
It builds a freeway, leading to consistent roads 
I can’t explain your stunning beauty, making my passion jam-packed
I can’t explain this heartfelt feeling inside—it’s so inconceivable  
Your nature is...

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Written: October 19, 2023

Poem in the Fragmented Form Created by Poetess: Constance la France

The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges because those edges cut things and leave an imprint, a design....

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Look at the way the clock hands move
But the time doesn't change at all
In a white walled room without windows
It could be morning or it could be evening
But it's the buzzing noise drilling into my...

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It was a dark hole
into an Aladdin's cave of old tools.
A small window
gave the only light and fell
on a rough sawn bench wearing
scars inflicted by years of use.
Saw cuts, drill holes
and the miscued gouges
of chisels...

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oh sweet, sweet mutilation
i feel for the ones that know not your ways
carried in throngs of masochism
you need not know of the devil to know easy deeds

cut, slice, wash petty harms
some new kind of knowledge...

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I knew you well many years ago
So full of passion
A cathedral where multitudes
Of lusting souls gathered
I watched intently at the images
You allowed me to see 

Such a majestic creature 
Towering high into the darkened sky
You...

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Find me here
Within graphite words 
breathe me deeply
until the lines are blurred
let my smoke fill your lungs
I desperately want to be felt and heard
Ash rises from my bones
from my mind to your heart transferred 

my...

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A bottle of spirits, to hide in tonight,
The loneliness has overtaken,
What once controlled did I.
I know what you are thinking,
Don’t do it, it’s not right,
Hang on, think of your goal.
But goals can be shattered,
Like any...

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THE GHOST BAR

gangrenous chains
rusted and burdensome
lambast the oak plank
etching ethereal gouges

the serpentine length drags
with warlike screams

ghoulish intensity
grabs each bony-disk
with heartlessness

the ice cold floor and
daggered eyes, seem
but a hallucination
to the drunken lot

but the barmaid sees!
she screams
as...

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Guilt...!

Guilt rides,
on the chariot of truth
and how long can it go forth?
It  obscures the facts 
and obliterates the figures and
peps-up and cooks it's own broth!

It feels so heavy, 
wears out the only one who is privy 
and...

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Rocks bleed mud under the weight of my soles.
My determined step
…gouges the Earth’s wounds.

I am probably a parasite when I think about it.

…Just a pain, for this place to deal with.

All of us are.

My mind...

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What’s in her mind, sharp lines slice her in half, 
Into faded dark red, green and blue,
And the flowers cover up each emotional scar, 
From ever even shining on through,

To show the gouges ripped from...

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Paint

The wall was full of small holes, 
and imperfections. 
There were gouges,
here and there. 
the surface, only an echo...,
of its original beauty. 

The "color" white. 
Not paper, but pure;
like a winter flower. 
Restoring yesterday, 
a...

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Not just age and miles that takes it's toll 
But situations can cause what you see 
Some are from the age of sweet Rock-N-Roll 
Others happened while on a wild spree 
Folds and wrinkles, gouges...

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There they were
Dirtied like untreated cavities. 
There on the mirror 
Our benighted oblivion for actualities 

Somewhere across or below
The solution is not shared to bestow
Nor mercy allowed to freely stand 
But only is granted to...

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