Long Grounding Poems

The Alaskan Oil Pipeline

Nineteen sixty-eight confirmed the year
Of discovery by ‘Humble Oil’
To North America’s largest oil field,
On the North Slope of the Brooks Range;
A west to east Northern Alaskan mountain chain.
An area forty miles wide...

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Misanthropic melodies played from a broken violin
Prehistoric prophecies that ignite new ideas before they begin
Telescopic telomeres that formulate a scientific grin
Endoscopic X-rays and a doctor drunk on gin

Valiant human beings with virtue among the discord
Salient...

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[ ... story with context, a plausible universe with top and bottom
  a coat of cosmos covering
  over a subterranean protoverse of potential fields
  a quantum cellar creating
  the very big...

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Oh Hanna. 

The sinking of the USS Stefan wood. 

Oh Hanna 
I want to take you to Montana. 
We can camp out by the springs we will go and see the way oil is founding...

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This became their routine for the next four days, until on the fourth night they were looking for a clearing in which to ground the deer, when the marker became so bright in front of...

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They made a smooth grounding outside of the stable behind Dyndoeth's cottage.  As they did Rådyrvokter heard them and came out of the stable to greet them.
     “It is good...

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out
Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly 
Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into existence 
I still feel a little tug through my bell...

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Goodbye and good riddance 2023

Commencement writing this poem
began December 31st: 2:24 PM
ended December 31st: 03:53 PM.

The best geriatric effort I apply
twittering, ushering, and 
albeit wheezing Auld Lang Syne
crocodile done deed tear 
will yours truly cry
bidding,...

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There are times in life where you may think life is not fair just because to you things are not working out the way you want them to. During that time you may not be...

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skinny island rump
  highway seas churning the horizon under turbulent skies
  entity England
  migration waves still grounding along the continental shelf
  monarchs, priests and lords
  relaunching history and hope, the...

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BROWNED-CENTS

One of the true ways 
to remain in captivity is to keep silent to avoid your captor’s 
hostility and confusion

A penny for my 
thoughts has provided me with the ammunition 
To fight for what I...

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A perilous flight

I do so want to take wing and fly so high with you.
At every attempt, you took the opportunity, clipped my wings
until not a feather – nothing but flesh on pinions that do...

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When the sky mimics an illusory highway,  
  camouflaged in colors of confusion,  
    crowded with contrasts of chaos,  
I stand stranded    at the crossroads,...

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            Placeholder Avatar meditates faithfully 
on the fashion of understanding, 
adjoining together
nothing and everything.

Golden Intuition spurs self driven vehicle 
by the starry means of
the...

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There are some poems we are just not ready to write
The wound is still too fresh for us to take notes from the light of it
And our pencil tips aren't sharp enough to stitch us...

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After all these years
Have returned these fears.
The nightmares have come again
And there's no way I can win.
I buried them so long ago
Until HE called on the phone.
Thirteen years I kept him away
And now he just...

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Sometimes she would laugh.
Sometimes she would cry.

    her worries
she would never
                 complicate
    ...

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Listen up, my daughters, let me break it down
Life's a stage, but you're not here to clown
You've got to face the music, face it strong
Face your fears, show the world where you belong

Don't let them...

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I came out screaming from the womb
No I am not a malcontent, I innocent
Was slapped upon my nakedness. Gloom
Was the first thing I grasp, a dissident
         ...

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I head an interesting thought
on the state of the world today,
about the wokeness, the PC,
and why we’re degrading this way,
That tied it to something that we
often celebrate quite a lot,
that would be maternal instinct,
the kind...

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Leaving feels like losing you and leaving feels like lonely,
The closest thing to calm I have are nights when you're there to hold me.
Contact feels like grounding, your embrace feels like Safety. 
God knows I...

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Commencement writing this poem
began December 24th: 08:04:03 PM
ended December 24th: 09:23:17 PM.

Soon Auld Lang Syne
sung bidding goodbye
adieu two thousand nineteen
uttered from every gal and guy
transfixing living mortals
with good cheer well nigh,
while awesome pyrotechnics
light up night...

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In whispered hushes, the year awakes,
A canvas fresh, where dreams will take.
January’s breath, crisp and clear,
A brushstroke bold in time’s frontier.

Fireworks bloom in velvet skies,
Dreams ignited, hopes aimed high.
Resolutions inked in hearts anew,
Paths imagined, leading...

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First and foremost is you 
Yes you, all parts of you and gratitude as your plus one for a better attitude, as you well know 
Better tag on hard to that grounding of yours,
Solid footing...

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I woke up for the 6th time tonight to the cry of the babe sleeping in our room
The mum tired, sleepy turns to breastfeed this lil monster

When I was in campus, the word companionship came...

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