Long Gouging Poems

As winter hazes of January spraying
While I was meditating on how
To write this riveting poem which
Seemed to be for someone who
I never cast in my sight.
Despite her name is not an odd in me
But I...

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Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed...

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Sacrifice made when selecting abode
Unit not ideal, but affordable close to City
With a three year old daughter, I worried
About noise transference below and above

Three level town house style was unique 
Huge unit fronted four smaller...

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Symphonic sirens serenade me from afar;
distinctive, delectable scents tickle and tantalise:
my senses awash with anticipation
as, finally, I lay eyes on my prey.

Slowly and surreptitiously,
I draw ever closer to my quarry.
Prancing and playing, oblivious to the...

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absolutely nothing stops the pipeline.

 

it penetrates all ways of life

all borders, all villages & towns---

the pipeline kills everything in its path if it dare stand in the way

of its progress---

with black gold funneling back...

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I laugh as I think of it now, the dire warnings of hell
Nothing could scare me it didn’t matter, on this teaching I never did dwell.
I wondered why one dark night, again begging for sleep.
No...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.


PART 1

the highway's double line snakes in 
and out of my headlights
they searchlight...

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I think the beauty in living comes along when we shirk our heavy coats
And our white-knuckle approximation of old, flake-away skin, which we have
Stapled back onto ourselves—
The faces we’ve taught everyone to believe:
Just dumb enough...

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We can’t go out so what to do?
How do we spend our time?
Imagination, racing thoughts
My brain on overtime.

There’s gardening, painting, DIY
Non urgent jobs to do,
They’re boring and predictable,
I need stimulus, tried and true.

That lazy dog...

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CIPROFLOXACIN HCL 500 MG remedied urinary tract infection

No aversion nor embarrassment
admitting, divulging, and jumpstarting
poetic endeavor regarding yours truly
afflicted, blighted, and contracted
with urinary tract infection,
(though condition finds me
feeling pissed off),
whereby urination fraught with
painful burning, gouging,
and stinging...

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The Nap Master
HAIL the astral world of utterance,
     one befalls to eavesdrop whisperings of their sweet nothings, 
          breathlessly whisking up a...

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Four Short Poems for the Apocalypse

Poem #1 – “Reality Bites”

Feeling so hopeless.
Feeling the loss somewhere inside.
I can feel it, but I don’t know quite where.
Reality bites.
Feeling so awkward and sad.
I knew it was bound to...

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Is it cause youre small minded Mr jones asks the many voices who once had 
repect counting the crows pecking the and gouging out their eyes?
Is it cause you loathe what you dont understand and...

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Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s...

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A basic cause of inflation is an economic reality
Which has little to do with prevailing political ideology,
Rather it is rooted in elementary consumerism
And stopping it depends on a proper methodology.
Demand for a specific commodity goes...

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Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain
both beloved affluential cognoscenti,
     (took their life via cerebral hypoxia)
     neither death can one explain

left family and friends to speculate
   ...

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please allow ample delivery time 
     per arability of friendship
and hoop fully this acquiescence 
     can render an accord shared 
     via exchanging...

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Nothing beseeches more than darkness
The outer rims of the black Earth
Raw refining nothingness in oblivion
Where no-one desired to reside
Without a hatred for life, that which simmers
Like the fire which lives deeply within
And punctures the soul...

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Don Johnson’s Heart Attack fix
Oh he drank and he smoked and lived through a war,
His arteries were blocked so they said,
Massive heart attack got him, almost for sure,
Chest tromping horses , walking the more,
Almost crushed...

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War…the stench of death
How long?
How long will it fill our nostrils?
How long will the mothers cry
And babies die?
How many times will our young men
Be snatched away?
Their future riddled with shrapnel
Jagged metal pieces that ricochet
Into the...

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I watch the storm clouds gathering,
I hear the siren scream,
Is this really happening,
Or is it just a dream?

Hurry, run for shelter,
But which way will it go?
My heart is beating wildly,
Now the wind begins to blow.

The...

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Hiding in the cupboard, veins pumping full of blood
In the dark, between clothes
The smell of moth balls in his nose

Waiting in silence
He needs patience
As he replays his fantasy
Planning each move precisely

A key unlocks the front...

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nothing solidifies a movement
like the commercialization &
exploitation of its members---
watch them be plastered, 
nameless & stirring in the moment
as if next year will be different---
for this year’s 
“TIME magazine’s person of the year” is
“the protestor”---
and...

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Vacant voices and comatose stares;
Do you suspect, my friend, that this might be the end?
Gouging through the rubble in your eyes	
There is blood and lies and deceit everywhere.
One day I danced a thousand dances whirled...

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