Long Gradients Poems

As if a child should understand an  adult’s muddle,
putrid oil slick puddle,
the dreadful pain we foist on wide-eyed offspring.
Robotic elders crush with rigid slabs of Portland censure,
 whatever spark remains in tiny rosebud coloured...

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Valley’s of sleep that hold on to virtue through the years,
Distant from the arms of  cities where vice and lust rule governments,
Where social values preach chastity to innocent hearts,
Where the earths depressions shelter Mr....

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The deep and sonorous voice of
his defeatist self-talk was paternal,
and torturous, 
reinforcing the force fed message,
"There is no happiness,
only gradients of misery,"
leaving him indifferent to the present,
careless of the future.

Reared in the shadows of perfection,
parental...

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Written: November 24, 2024 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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4/14/24


I'm not sure exactly around where
But I know she's out there
With or without brown hair
I can't sit and wait like a lounge chair
I have to keep searching I'm now aware

Too much time I've been wasting...

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From across the world
And against all odds
Their prayers were heard
By a Love-struck God.

He heard each's mirrored plea
For someone who brings out the best in me
A caring heart to fill my aching abyss
With passionate lips and...

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The radiant shine leaves your aurora
dimming ever so quickly,
as in northern regions you are—borealis 
falling into the southernmost Sahara 
negative gradients descend—australis
The gloss of moral sanction 
The glitter of a social butterfly
The prism of a...

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I sprung from fertile soil like a garden blossoming into a mosaic kaleidoscope of
vibrant colors

|that I no longer have the ability to see|

but I still feel the ghostly rose petals haunting my skin







~Heart hardened by...

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The chill retreats, a whispered thaw,
As spring's sweet breath begins to draw
Life from the earth, with a gentle hand,
Kissing the sleeping, frozen land.

My cherry tree, so stark and bare,
Now feels like a gentle brush upon...

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Chilling with my computer
Skyping to myself,
Pretending that the computer
Talks back...so lets imagine:
I'm Plankton and i want the secret formula!
The gradients of success,
Too bad: guess that I don't know 
All you need is a goal, love
And...

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A rather dashing and exquisitely designed purple weather balloon was racing against a dark grey sofa, a beach towel, a cotton bud and a statue of king Kong the eighth. Across the beaded sky joined...

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In the language of Spirit
it is said: “that we must die before we die.”

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In the language of Sprit
it is said: “that we must die before we die.”

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It kills me,
a lot of things kill me.
I mean...

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THE ADVENTURE, HER

Eyes
Deep, shimmering pools
Drowning fevered fools

Voice
Feigning tenderness, tragic
Whispered, lilting magic

Scent
Je Reviens enchanting
Left shamelessly panting

Hair
Bouncing raven tresses
Velvety elucidated guesses

Smile
Sparkling white gradients
Breath-stealing bright radiance

Lips
Succulent raspberry fruit
Passion's delicious route

Shape
Form-filling voluptuous esses
Curvaceously exploiting dresses

Skin
Satiny cappuccino wrapping
Exploring fingers, mapping

Taste
Tippy-top...

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Canopy’s aperture, spilled light’s nuance, tinted,
as my eyes arrested, to attest fall’s saga…
A tree proclivity, had me stalled in Ashland, 
watching the leaves succumb, leaving stark limbs barren…
Those with temerity, plunged at high speed, head...

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The greys of words or rhymes of yellow,
Twice or tens or millions stacked in a row,
Which one utters the volition of a fellow?
That we'll leave it upon themselves to show,
For themselves will worry about tomorrow.

Brushes...

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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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I want to ride a zebra

   and race the rays of radiance
       through heat-waves’ sailing gradients -

     a folly wild - a mood...

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Someone recently said there was more discrimination
against blacks than Jews, travellers (gypsies) or the Irish;
for which an apology has been offered for all those lies,
an inacurate description for whom the beloved country cries.

The poor Jews...

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With my mind trapped in the deep crevice of blue
I travelled across barren landscape’s depression
to the scenic aegean beach of the cobalt sea 
as the cold sun sank in serene indigo splendour
down the steep gradients...

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inexpressible longings
stirrings of breezes
tunes drifting on the currents, through my window
with the scent of the ionized nitrogen lighting air
and clouds, light and whispy, radient gradients of color playing between
oh, how i long to be alive...

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In Winter it's a new laid blanket of snow--
pristine, immaculate, innocent...holy.

Spring brings a softer air, at once
both fecund and perfumed, and
wildflowers leap into life, and trees
are reborn in gradients of green,
and life is temperate, gentle,...

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Sunspots stain the smoking lenses,
sedation shades the restless sea,
gradients of tangerine 
kiss surface burned tranquility.
Beyond the dreams of hungry eyes,
skyline licked by orange tongues,
street lights blinking into graves,
microcosmic dying suns.
Bleeding hearts on promenades
patrol the run...

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Black's non-reflective, absorbing all light,
it is not a color; it is a shade.
And it is perceived by our sense of sight,
as gradients of a varying grade.

White is the visible spectrum combined,
and yet, the absence of...

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clouded omens across code

the objective fact of the atmosphere here
starves even the most modest
ambitions of fish outside their home waters

journey of yearning mundane
day-glow gradients of green
scales gasping 
toward the summit

regret etched in the eyeball
a penumbra...

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gradients
vivid, humbling
I was collecting a bit of myself

reading anatomy
of animality
spawning the hidden eggs

flecks of echos scarring:
reconnecting to starry night
I could not hold my enrged otherself

and the homely smell of gunshots
orchestrated to send a message of
mayhem...

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