Long Hollowing Poems

Shallow-pitched tiled rooftops sparkle vividly
 When lavishly sprinkled with needle-shaped grains  
Of shattered mutton-fat nephrite; 
    There, clinging forlornly against the hanging grey   
  Smoke, tinged with barely...

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With the waves crashing down on my mind
I struggle to breath, water filling my broken lungs, 
Tears mixing with the salty sea, swallowing my body in it's roiling currents
Breaking down the elements into a dust,...

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They're children of the sand, sand in an hourglass
Sands of time running out, running from their past
Desert winds howl, howl like hungry ghosts
Howling louder than bombs and tyrannical hosts

Little feet march, march across scorched earth
Marching...

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It had no name of which I am aware, and it certainly was not of an orange color; but a huge painting across its structure read, “The Orange Crust”.
I do not know if it ever...

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Glancing down from breathless heights,
Amidst climey sighs,
The looming colossus awakens from slumber
And stretches across Thelwalls linear skies.
The hot engines hissing steam -
Recalled from fond memories long back -
Tumbling like huffing little rain clouds
Down from the...

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Midnight darkness suddenly descended upon the city as morning peeped through the blackened sky the city waits in suspense to die. 

They have been working for several days battening up windows and doors as if...

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My heart pounded in my ear as I ran, stopping periodically – silent, listening. Was he coming? Had he figured out yet that I’d runaway. Was he behind me or would he be waiting behind...

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Granules of recollection rub like salt 
Flailing in the fog of seven years ago
Deafened by incessant frog cries
Vines dangling began attaching to each other 
Drying river stagnated, slime slippery with algae 
Vigorous tree growth stooped...

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It was like that of a breeze it carried, that of an elegance it soared.
Through the heavens she roars as she stood among many.
There the eagle soars with lift of the wind.
It’s there on a...

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“twice born, we live on”

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we are lost, as long as ...
we wish to keep the cake
and eat it too
left foot in one boat
right in the other
sitting on the fence ...

we are lost, as long as...

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The Calamity of Nepal  Part  2 Concluded


The crisis of Nepal is not only the result
Of manmade deeds and erratic constructions
Of erecting unplanned houses and roads
Creating illegal buildings and dams
And erecting high mountain reservoirs
On...

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Getting an IUD feels like…
A needle in a haystack.
Except your uterus is the haystack
And the needle, it’s really in there.

It’s not a single garment below the waist,
Bare butt, bare back.
It’s lying down where many women...

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17.17
“The liberated one
neither avoids experience nor craves it
He enjoys what comes and what does not”

17.18
“The sage is not conflicted
by states of stillness and thought
His mind is empty
His home is the Absolute”


Emptiness being simply stilling movement...

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Echoing against the alpine valley's deepest depths,
In the timbers hear their thunderous voices,
For they are the spiritually liberated, the kindred 
To the restless spirit of the wilderness.
Our native brethren guardian, hollowing unto 
The night moon...

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Love comes in all
shapes and sizes – Thank God!
Myself having evolved in some
rather, undesirable directions...

But what is the same anymore?

Environmentalists say, not the sky!
Not the seas! (Seagulls flying off
with bees to who knows where?) 
As...

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I hate you...
For the smile that withers like a flower under the harshness of frost,
For every memory that refuses to melt in the fog of forgetfulness,
For the good that tears at me like a hook...

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Most of my life
my left shoulder sheltered it
while my right shoulder threw darts its way.
Sometimes it shivered in the cold of my eyes.

Often I would take it for night-walks
just the body it dwelt in
a restless...

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As I walk through the cemetery
Looking at the many headstones
I come across one of a mere infant
Whose life expired well before the time
Of her impending birth 
A flood of memories fill my mind
I hear the...

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Harken...those hollowing drums
Over cold vales so beat,
Exhorting a multitude of glistening 
Star-tipped spears,
As marching over shattered landscapes
In shinning replete:
Crunch Artumes eternal legions
Across the snow bound years.

Casting down from the mauve 
And cloudless heights
The pale witch...

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Come and be with me
Come and fill me with your reign
Come and be my remedy
Come and quench my insatiable hunger, thirst and energy
Come and make me still
Come and make part of your will
Come and make...

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Isn't it a wonder
How two can be in one 
Hollowing together
Pulling each other 
But cannot leave each other?
How can two heads be better than one?
Are they not to fight?
Oh! yes 
Even in struggle 
They are...

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It was fire.

Brought to life by a single spark.
Desire.
All consuming, all assuming, 
and never letting up.

We found passion, compassion, forgiveness and joy.
We found empathy, and loyalty, and lips that we could taste. 

We found a...

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Abandoned are thine eyes, as they see not faces or light. Search now do they not, for there is no longer beauty in sight. The shapes of the world blur together, left now are no...

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the bond that had been between them
got hollowed out
by the stress of taking on too many
responsibilities
as a young happy couple
who thought that for some reason
the world would bend at their will &
let all the hopes...

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Within the cold gray stone,
It lives a spiritual humming,
A strumming rhythm of natures
Raw essence.
Breathing rock inhaling, exhaling
As the earthen elemental surrounding
Conscious thought.
Knowledge’s smoothed edges, leave
Reasons rough coarseness exposed.
Humanities deaf ear, hears only, 
The hollowing of...

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