Long Hysteric Poems

How unparticular the day had particularly been,

On March the third of two-thousand and eighteen,

For the caretaker at an historic Adirondack Inn,

Had lacked company, and therefore, dopamine.

 

‘Twas Sunday when all the guests had fled,

From either...

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Eric’s revitalised me and my home 
Over his body my fingers would roam
He’s great at fixing and gluing
Expert at banging and screwing
I’m so happy that I sparkle like chrome

All my friends are pretty jealous of...

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Glad That God Is Here

Am always glad that God is here;
To me sincere and so very near;
Looking forward to
A life that is new,
And soon His Son will reappear.

Jim Horn

Happy Birthday Again

With God a new life...

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No form, no organization, no verse.
A crescendo followed by silence and screams.
A wooden home locked inside of a concrete tome,
With a world collapsing while we keep relapsing
And again the past resurges; what we bury tends...

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Crystal clear, your deep blue green
Provoking peace around these waters serene. 
Near you my hysteric anxiety can find its peace
And the internal screaming of this mind might cease. 
I have found you help settle my...

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nature's way of saying
I love what you do with your tongue
mom used to lick her hanky 
to clean my face I want to kill her
aided by my only allies
the hobo armies of doom
resulted in a...

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Puppeteer was what some say of this style.
Yet, what's wrong if it's my style for a while?

Crocs for cracks; some say with sure mockery,
Can mockery knock modern hosiery?

Some wear fur-lined like squirrels protruding,
When gardening, other...

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The soft self-praise of your own heart,
Is this not our lost secret?
Bring forth that feathering truth
Like fields of canary bells
You ring, you're ringing,
Ringing from the rib cage.

Poetry is the land where all rules fade,
Rules for...

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Loss caused by powerlessness and helplessness as its heart,
Gloom and sorrow and sadness as its despondent spare part;
Anger and fear as lifeblood; despair and guilt as its veins; 
With somber moods, melancholy is a bundle...

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Husband constantly beating and batting,
His kiths, like allies, consciously hitting;
Father-in-law, in his way commanding,
Mother-in-law, dire duties demanding;
Neighbors mocking at physical darkness,
Her skinny dullness and financial weakness;
Her aspiration to be fullness gone,
Seeds of hatred in each...

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Villanelle: Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel

Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel
Which mortal mammal’s primal address the rapists desecrate
Be not taken aback the yoni passage leads astray...

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...Is a wonder, I must say, with full conviction,
It's a large 'marine cavern' or a 'sinkhole';
That's open wide with many a deviation
Who else except Nature has absolute control?

Blue holes are caves developed over time, it's...

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Time is timeless. Uncontrolled! Unquestioned!
Unfaultable! Unopposed! Unfathomed!
She keeps everyone very humbly tied.
The universe, at Time's command, gets swayed.

I can't decide my age. Time does for me.
I'm fifty today? Of course, she lies not.
I will not...

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I sway away with a haste, my eyes narrow in a frown
amidst a multitude of colorful lights, i see only a fuzzy gray,
spinning around on my toes, the colors simply dissolve
but your memory stubbornly lurks...

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Showing me the expensive bangle on her wrist
She asked, "Will you buy me something like this ? "
If you do, you can take me out again
What do you say ' Yes ' or ' No...

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Inside our living room, there stood a table.
Three legs it had; its round top was unique.
Mom kept it in the corner, and she’d say
so proudly that the table was antique.

Well polished, it had a vase...

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A FROG AND SNAKE TALE
Beneath a mirror pond,
lived a frog, with a magic wand,
sparkling under a starry sky,
watched by the moon, the golden eye,
reflecting the story,
of this frog's crafty glory.

"Croak,croak" from a green slimy cloak,
echoing...

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You'll cry a pond or the ocean,
but who will care?
The one and only, plucky motion
I should've dare.

It's really hard to recover 
from the fever.
'In any case don't let it govern
the gravity lever!'
I'd been taught. It...

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If my usual wasn't so ordinary
And didn't span great feats of generic
It may just be shy of extraordinary 
A mediocrity so bland I'm hysteric

Enormity in normalcy's highest gear
Worked out so hard and never got abs
Without...

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Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown,
Frills and strawberries,
Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle, 
As my eyes hysteric with confusion 
muse on this loss. 

I gather the lumps of loaf 
crossing the border of...

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Life's a Beach!

Upon the beaches –
Waves will gallivant.
Singing playful songs.
Reverberating.

Joyfully spraying.
Tides crashing splashing
Washing sandy shores –
Rhythmically, cleansing.

Puffs of air through leaves
Softly rustling breeze.
Wafting salty air.  
Silence floats out there.

Seagulls squawk above.
Sandpipers shuffle.
Pattering in sand.
Flapping...

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It is a turquoise lake oval in shape
The blue boat is almost a cylinder  
Hills and fountains in the landscape
A white and gold cloud resembles her

I start rowing the boat slowly
Ripples in the water...

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In The Dusting Of The Springtime,
Sweet Scented Thoughts Of Yesterday,
Mingle with songbird-bluebird chime,
Frankincense-rose-musk-mixes spray...!

White lilies kissed by the soft breeze,
Undergo strange hysteric trance;
Butterflies, dragonflies, and bees,
To the songs of nightingales, dance...!

Reminiscence of our romance,
Floats like...

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Here are a handful of hysteric men 
That seem to run random in rationed time,
To pour sweat whatso be the reigning clime, 
Chasing the ball to goal as oft as can, 
Or in defense, for...

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Should Be Fading

Islam women, they are always degrading
Habit into past should be finally fading
And the be replace by total equality
A much better place our world will be.

Suppose Mother Mary never had been
Or Son Jesus to...

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