Long Gravid Poems

After the wife made a suggestion about what to write about...

I decided to title my piece
a concatenation of a few different notions
incorporating fictional romance
alluding to myself and spouse
in conjunction with hybridization
stemming from vague references
to tried...

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Stricken with turbulence at about seventy two inches

Yours truly issuing a deafening rebel yell
bursting forth with such might
courtesy cooking under pressure
analogous to volcanic upswell,
forcing me quickly to flap vestigial wings
(at the speed of sound)
while simultaneously...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 2


The heaving swell and the waves from hell
Soon swamped our valiant vessel,
With the holds in flood: tattered sails above,
We were in the direst of peril.

In a meet...

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Edward, remember this.
            Just like you were a caterpillar
            Before you became a...

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Behold Beatrice, Pitcairn
the paradise sunsets lie in Tahiti
sunrise, the folly of Easter
islands, sanitoriums, deluded, denuded
limbos and purgatories, the never evermore
Polynesian metaphors transmigrate my mind
O to graze with the deer, dear
the tree never falls silently
lizards scatter,...

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I made a covenant with my eyes,
Never to look lustfully at the thighs,
Not to look suggestively at a lady,
Not to admire her pulchritudinous body,
What has happened now..,
I find myself sinning in a row,
Am selling my...

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FLUNG
against the drab ashen phonon sky
WEIGHTED
with the ghostly iron clad jaws
of bitter winter's grip
BITING
the feather-flared Doves
gravid with
FATIGUE
in the ill-laden onerous air

The rough coated dog
with ice-tipped ears
COLLAPSED
in a ravine of surrender
to the corridor of street gutters
SEEKING
shelter...

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Can you see? A rainbow dying?
Can you hear? A storm-cloud scud?
Perhaps you can; and perhaps you cry
Me? . . . I don’t know . . .
I REALLY. . . DON’T! . . . know

Can you...

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Hell hath no replete replica like an Ohiohell
memom memoboys dispelled with lovelessloss lorn laments
measured in misgiven gravid neutral grautities of cool compromised cruel
capsid cascades of dreary demented drowsy dump deep demented deny desires
with wilfull wallowing...

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Commotion in and out of seasons
Opening of ancient doors, both with
Nuances and ignorance that birthed
Guilt and sorrow, both in latter and former days
Reverence to self-adjustments in doing what is within reach,
Ambient in thumbing up and...

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i never wonder why i love you
why animals can migrate with no map 
why do some moths as well as butterflies
able to choose wings up or down
yet they never vary in their species 
the sun...

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I am flung against the drab ashen phonon sky, weighted with ghostly iron clad jaws of bitter winter's grip, biting the feather-flared Doves gravid with fatigue from the ill-laden onerous air.  The rough-coated dog...

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Our Island's disparate seasons guide the pen, of authors, poets, artists, common men.
When bitter, snow-flecked winds and frosted boughs, draw us to our hearths and thoughts arouse;
of springtime promise, nature's quickening pace, the lengthened day,...

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A spaceship called Hope... made from future's grand mist, 
is perched upon a launch pad of manic chemicals, and loss.
With stun gun emotion, mother earth regurgitates.  
5-4-3-2-1
Her metal finger meets the button...
she releases her...

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Yet another Monday rolls around
                  And I rise with the sun
       ...

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The apple fell to earth. It was bitten through
it rolled; mossy soil coated the tooth-cleaved part.
Already grubs were working their way out
of the pith creating a teeming mulch.

Adam had fallen asleep yet again.
the overripe grapes...

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5th grade 
I remember the air raid drills
sitting tight against the wall
arms folded behind our cow licked heads 
waiting for the all clear call
as the red bear menace waddled up and down the hall

5th grade
even...

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My afghan man with arms like an orangutan
who likes to kiss me while we stand

He says
He loves to look into your eyes as he kisses you

She says
You are my muse
You silly goose
And I love you...

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The apple fell already bitten upon,
a mossy soil coated where the tooth-cleaved.
Soon grubs worked their way out
of the pith
creating a teeming mulch.

Adam had fallen asleep again,
in his gut overripe grapes fermented
turning now to drunken snores.

The...

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Linear highways with oblique life constructs sometimes permeable or literal pathways impartial tell takes of present pasts  and future presents unknown unfolding counter pleasureyours mysterious unknowings and prisonmatic poignant priors yielding gravid pessimistic postures...

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“Abracadabra, brass candelabra”
Bright, white light, to dark succumb
Ring the ears, trip tongues to slur
Annul sight, dim cornea

Cast your magic, mayhem, havoc
Advance enigma, elude stigma
Danger-gravid, power-avid

“Astral blast, come” cast penumbra
Blunt sweet senses, dense and numb
Rot and...

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             winter
with it's fangs retracted
s l i t h e r s away.
see you next year!
spring is here
     ...

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A poem tribute to the lady caught hanging at the window of the concert hall during the Paris carnage.

Help ! I'm pregnant.

She was perilously clutching
Tooth and nail to the castrated window
She thought would harbor her...

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it is that look in your eyes
that commences mine closing
the world disappears
the aroma in your hand 
echoes the feel as your shoulder
guiding, powering the arm
the deliverance is in hand
all the senses wait for the touching
held...

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An omnipotent'd been ideated by militant clan,
Aeons tell how it put them through a social pace.
To set up abode or to relate races with astute plan,
God had its genesis;women-men needed it to seek solace.


As fact...

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