Long Halogen Poems

As soon as I heard 
You were the First African American Male
To win the Pulitzer prize for Poetry
I wanted to run out and celebrate
I wanted to wake up Hughes and Dunbar
And Baraka and say we...

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'BRRRING BRRRING' said the telephone

“Oh hello” said the wide viewfinder to the telephone. “How are you today?” The telephone fell silent. Very silent. It had no battery with which to call, speak, shout or do...

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As I think back to that dark time in our community I don’t know if I’d ever seen anyone quite 
like that (Cinder Girl). We girls thought she had (Lovely Bones). The last time I...

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"The Anatomy of God"

Who shall say there is one God?
if there are many, as it seems
in all the world’s sects and religions -
Who is their God? Is the source
some universal, bright, big, ultra simple,
ultra clean...

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The whips of smoke was thickly spiraled all over my face,
 I stood at the shrine, rather the church,
 The eerie and somber silence within the cave scourged me,
 As the nocturnal owls spoke cabalistic...

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OF THE NEW FLESH

A returned to open channels 
Open to the unknown the beyond 
Burning humming like angry hornets
Bottled in electric light and shadows 
The whispers come through the void
Humming in the open channel 
Of...

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The mass production of coal is dead,
Buried infer lamps carried on the head,
Halogen miners sang the unforgiving dirge,
With fragments of flaky particles emerge,
Drilling hammers that smote the ground,
Never again to hear its rumbling sound.
Voices roar...

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Rudolph the reindeer has a big red nose
And it shines so bright wherever he goes
Well, it’s not real; it's a halogen light
That Santa Claus switches on at night.

"So, what's the history?" I hear you say
Well...

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LOOK OUT, IT'S GETTING DARK
Look out, itís getting dark
Time never strode
Viciously before
Treachery, torment
And unleashed lust
Demonstrated route-march
Even at broad day light
Look out, itís getting dark.
Daughter has not reached home
Look out ÖÖÖÖ.
Clutches of evil
So visible, virulent
Brutish libertines
Clung...

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broken spanish under my tongue causes me to search for the root form and tell stories.      
when only the dead can understand.. 

trace back to the beginning the spinning form...

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White cars stationary on their roofs blocking rural arteries whilst severing others
Unexpected loss of vertical hold and bodily functions frozen in the failing headlights
Beautiful greenery ablaze, beside the twisted wreckage of man.
A movement shakes away...

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Why are the sea gulls shopping here,
if not for "White Stag, No Boundaries" or 
"Faded Glory?" Is there some other story? 
Coffee, tea, or you, or just practicing beach 
and gray-sky calls over concrete, carts
and...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part One

Lone gold Venus nears the sickle moon in the late autumn sky
She lies naked dreaming with one leg tucked under her thigh
The pallor of her silvery skin simmering...

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ONE BRIGHT BOUNDING BALL OF A YEAR 

 

 

 

Climbing piles of warm clothes,						 

freshly folded from the drier,						  

you pose, triumphantly smiling, 						 

beneath the soft glow of a lamp…						 

its dimmed...

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Why are the sea gulls shopping here, if not
for "White Stag, "No Boundaries." or "Faded Glory?"
Is there some other story?  Coffee, Tea or You,
or just practicing beach and gray-sky calls
over concrete, carts, and Handicapped...

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The electronics clambered, numbered incessantly the pixels
Evermore they quoted as they looked sheepishly beyond the waving kelp 
But how many fonts hold fast to the batholiths where benthic crawlers lurk?
All sounds resonate truly never resting...

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Darling, my darling baby,
Why do you not dance while I sing?
Why do you coil  together like millipede?
Stretch out to me your satiny hands,
Lean your body on me sweet angel
And anoint me with your sweet...

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Aqueous darkness
Rainy windowpane;
Warm shelter

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Journey joys
Sublime moments;
Ages ago

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Words unfurl
Paradoxical lot;
Decipher feeling

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Haughty culture
Arrogance limps;
Self-indulgent

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Old man
Blank stares hint;
Lonely devotion

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Watering hole
Crowded after hours;
Funny monkeys

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Kitchen fuss echoes
Meal time crackle;
Feisty commotion

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Bedroom window
Darkness outside;
Lonely feeling

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November moments
Monsoon arrives;
Punctual wetness

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Day slips away
Sudden dark swift;
Deserted...

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The halogen street lights
are calling you by name,
Mr. Farther.

They see you in your miserable motions
and hear your insides eating themselves.
They want you to join them in
lofty indifference, as they are
above the atrocities of this age,
and...

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He crept through the alley, nary a creak
Sauntering through down the dark avenue
Cane twirling, hat riding a widow's peak
Slicked back hair with the mustache trimmed up too
A cheerful tune whistled from his thin beak
In his...

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A weapon based affiliation is neither  a cat cavern or a divided field. Marshals could be described as marshmallows as they are often rounded mush balls. Often a cape is found staring at a...

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5/19/17


Things considered occult
Near and far from kids, teens and adults

Working with mulch 
Above a gulch
Had to turn into the Hulk
And catapult
Toward successful results
Then howl at the moon like a wolf
While in and out of gulfs


No...

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Snow painted maples,their leaves wilted and piled beneath
Snow carpeting,its glistening surface frozen
Fresh snow filled impressions made by traveler's passage
Warm thoughts my insulation for cold mornings

The sky's halogen glow vast and dense
Beyond my sight and camera's...

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i see the city from a high drift
all those shimmering lights
somewhere out in that sea of halogen and high wattage
you exist
i have an idea where 
but i'm not certain
the man-made horizon seems to shift
like a...

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Ink dashed,paint splashed,
gaush splotched 
smeared and painted stained glass
fissured into irredescent shards reflecting clash
with bright technicolor light,its bright center
an unfertilized egg,overwhelmed by splintered
cells,chosen sperm that will grow and never tell
of wading plasma,mired in cigarrette miasma

Halogen...

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