Long Impaired Poems

Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken promises…stop being a horrid tease…
Do not worry, Lord, I am...

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NAME: Phil Latio.

QUALIFICATIONS: LLB (Law) PhD (Medicine) & FSC (Federation Starfleet    
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'Continental Drift' - The Metaphor

In the seventies (1), few people dreamed ‘it’ was true,
guessed by scientists first when rough coastlines compared (2)
matched like parts of a puzzle (a jigsaw), found place
that joined ‘drop-offs’ waves hid...

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His words stung me, as the cries from the maelstrom seem to retort
Their scattered, foreign words and wails retching their say
I listened, almost mesmerized,
Pulverized

“Come,” Said he,
With threatening authority

Upwards, higher than the balcony from which we...

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Triggered by tiredness and strain
Upon my wearisome, impaired brain
My guard is down the strange drain
Refrain from driving me insane

Within me is the pain of betrayal
So impulsive was my actions a while ago
Within me is the...

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Ghosts of the Sun Dance

1. The Path

A quest dating back through our history
Surpassing the flesh, a spiritual path
Human endurance, road to mystery
Dark trail winding through the gardens of wrath

It echoes through me, this deep ambition
Half...

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Sitting dying alone,
In this dark and dingy place 
It has now become my home..
The only open bar 
In town, I needed something to heal my broken heart
I'm on my 8th round, Going on Nine now!

Swaying...

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Life started out pretty well, of that I won’t complain,
Somehow then I lost it, god knows I can’t explain.
Melancholy has taking over, Good times have gone awry 
Life is a haze and passing, like the...

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I’ve endured a thousand thunderstorms in my brain
I’ve cured a thousand more to feel your rainfall’s pain
I’m apologetic for the wrongs I’ve done to you and all,
But I will not fall for your gain’s sake...

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Of Him and not me?
Muttered the dragon, full-formed, wretched, 
Stench unfathomable, seething and snarling
His great lungs expanding and exhaling puffs of darkness
Slanted, shining, scorching eyes burning into my own

What light shines but His own? 
Have...

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This is what it feels like to have your heart racing 
and not knowing when or if it will ever slow down.
Your fatigued body can not keep up with its rapid thumping against your chest,
you’re...

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The nights dispel wonders and awe 
The days unfold stupendous enigma
Angels are watching over you
As you battle this valiant crusade
A crusade for equality 
A crusade for stability
Enmesh with peace and honesty.
Angels are watching over you...

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When all the stars from Heaven fell to Earth,
a light was quelled beneath the mantled dawn.
The aftermath lent anger in rebirth
when apathy was scorched by Nippon brawn.
A swift emergence reckoned in retort
by orchestrating strength to...

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When young, in playing out one day
a swinging stick got in my way,
it crushed my eye into my head
another inch and I’d be dead.

Back in 1952
there wasn’t much that they could do,
so when eye surgery...

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Every soul has a garden and in the garden's center
Is the beating heart, made porous for to enter
The good or the bad, each with seeds of.
We must choose to plant seeds of hate or Love.

When...

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Slicing & dicing the 
fabric of time.
Contorting & distorting 
functionality to reality.

My unique physique poetic 
swagger broadcasting
Elegance in resilience
Relevant to intelligence. 

Rewinding the two hands of time 
with a wicked new rhyme 
elements from the...

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~Collaboration with Silent One~


Laura Loo's Poem: PART I- A child thinking about running away

Neglected…unprotected…
frayed from the inside
impaired…nobody cared…

I have no mother to nourish my unhealthy soul. My father
loved the bottle and the bruises combined with...

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By Elton Camp

It would just be the end
If by words we do offend.

There’s the devil to be paid
If we call a spade a spade.

“Vertically challenged” means short.
“Horizontally challenged,” a fat sort.

“Nondiscretionary fragrance” means we stink.
“Living...

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Transformer-changeling, 
liquid currency of purchasing. 
Themes
Selling us your wares as we wade in your maelstrom pool.
Accentuating my cares.
Dreams.
Weave for me-from your electric spool.
Your hourglass adbdomain spin(e)-dling, fondling, sifting, and gonduling me to my destination azul.

Capture...

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You've visited me after a long time: Remember; once, I was brimming with might? Named babbling brook, revered as a singing deity, how blissful was my sight! Have reminiscences of your childhood, in my mellow...

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Blood, , urine, in order; perfume and sweat, pleasure combined
Visually impaired by smog and darkness
I can sense bodies; I can smell life and excess
The taste is overpowering and I gav
I'm quiet as a mouse, fearful,...

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Her child, your honor, deserves mercy
The defendant is a sweet boy,
he’s only sixteen

The mother is a rich widow,
a community pillar many lean on
Charity is her closest companion
She has generous arms
that are always alms open
She has...

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I had a thing of many evenings dreamt,
A place, like treasure, where i sometimes went
To think, to dream, where feel myself i could,
To be so true i doubt i ever would.

This place, where i was...

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Continuation

With ghouls, unlearned, no stone’s unturned
to burnish blame with Nun’s proud name
       and leave the midnight sky... scarred.
They raise their hats to copy cats
       in FRiar Small-Bro’s grave...yard.

While rumours spread amongst the dead,
Nun stays the...

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They look at me, they say who him?
He’s just like the rest of them,
Doesn't know where he is.
A victim of circumstance, born into a world that slowly, but surely woos you down 
a path to...

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