Long Ill defined Poems

Perhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.

That disclaimer said,
I have two incomplete conversations
in mind and heart
and what I...

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Ephemeral Laments of Technicality

Qualifications of a criminal mind
Magnifications of virtue in all of mankind
Qauntifications of meaning you cannot seem to find
Fractal notations in dreaming that you’d never leave behind

Geometric cubism born of Platonic Solids
Ego-centric hubris...

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A drought has come to human stage
That makes me glad I’m of an age
Where memories of rain at least
Remind my soul of winsome feast,
A time when middle class seem planned
With worker’s skills more in demand.
I...

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I was born unto a woman and a man, and a government,
this was the Trinity, these were my employers,
entrance into this magical melee was acknowledged with a certificate of birth,
and with nefarious numbers, debt digits,

from...

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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;
he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.
Slip out the curtained window quick, the future winks and calls,
ignoring paths of pagan gods, where...

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In words, straight from this writer's heart ~
my soul, or some other sensitive anatomical part,
I consider a poem a failure, without success
when poetry readers consider it a bloody mess.
Sometimes I write in the midst of...

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The age of premonition and belief in false speculations…
A firm believer of the grace now devoted to inelegance…
All it stated was an untainted fib…
Darkened fiend now restive within…

Falling by the force of an ill-defined revelation…
Swimming...

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Blink if the title drew your eyes in

See, the breadth of our human functionality
Sparks interest
Curiosity

Thankfully, no evil kitty cats were killed because of it.

But, humanity continues its descent.

We live in a world of blasphemous sacrifices
Judgmental...

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I KNOW NOT TO KNOW


The sky said many things in its awkward colours-The spectrum ill defined-Probably Sun God  sick or what.
The potable water surfaced to say something to all the geologists “do not peep...

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Imagine me as a book covered with dust,
A soul whose warmth for years remained untouched

Letters on every page were ill-defined, unclear
The essence was hidden in an ambiguous fear

Uninterested I was in the societal rigmarole,
Me and...

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Inspired by the painting "Faces" by Pavel Filonov
     
     dissect me into patterns
tear out veins 
       and rearrange
   ...

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No successes come without a struggle        
A pity to wallow in life’s sorrow              
To focus...

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To Whom It May Concern:

	There was a time when I had nothing. I was an empty soul. My self-esteem had even less meaning. The only times my heart would beat faster was when I felt...

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So and So, So Much.
 
Not so much as out of touch
as such
more so so much untouchable.
 
Nor so vague as unguessable
the intangible
more so or less the language
we re-touch
the blurred outline with

Not so much as...

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Mind Your Words

They are animals. 
Wild and free when set go, and let go.
Be careful, they will rule and reign and rain…on your parade.

Leave out a common, switch a syllable, run on a sentence, 
be...

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MURDEROUS HOLIDAY
By Roy Merritt

The havocs came out of the fog 
with faces wretched and forlorn
Borne them up from hell 
Borne them upon the storm
A vacation from the nether world 
Satan has granted these few
To alight...

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The altar showed anomaly,
an orb of light, 
a foil for small realities 
that I could easily forget 
but for that twilight cast, 
to things I touch or dream--
that spirit song sequestered
where I cannot go.
 
Thoughts...

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Septuagenarian Serenade
By Sy Roth


It wants to warble a fine tune
It wants to fill the night with a pleasing glissando
Rising and sliding into joyful jig

Instead, the brittle vocal chords are ill-defined wolves
Howling at a laughing moon,...

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The park empties
inside a nightgown of dusk.
They have talked
yet only now are they speaking
through a rhythmic articulation
of the unsaid. 
She a trembling levee through which
a river seeks a sea,
he a plow
in the hands of dark...

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the leaves turn as they fall
twisting on the breeze in a
dance of winters hand on my world
hurry along the path
each footfall scattering the leaves with a
dry rasping sound

winter cold the air harshly grasps at me
as...

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A poem about anxiety

I sleep therefore I am
So I must not be
Sleep is for those 
Undisturbed by themselves
See how I am lulled
By the demons
'we will wake you'
They scream
They, them, it, me
I don't know what insanity...

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Start with words
pick up their sticks
make a now-man.

                          No eyes...

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The lessons of life remind me, 
the lack of substance, 
birth and rebirth without relevance or depth
death to some, “who cares”
life to others, “who cares”
meaningless unspoken voices echoing back and forth
up and down, upside down
change...

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The neural spark
is ill-defined, a cloud of unknowing.

Nothing begins anywhere.
The tail of the snake
is its neck.
The body grows out of its closed eyes.

An uncertain vapor trail
sheds hieroglyphic fragments,
they could be words,

or only

the residual cooling of...

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Do I seem alone? Well, I'm not.
*whispering* "I have my retinue".
They're here, to tarnish accomplishments
with pointless debate and circular arguments.
Inviting trouble, self-distrust and cheerlessness.
The posse of negative voices that live in my mind.

Do I seem...

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