Long Inapt Poems

Part Five

Some couplets apart
         much remains redundant
    even obvious
inapt by way of pointing to fresher vistas
  and those that follow the rarity of...

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In the crowd the anxious feeling was contagious.
There was a general feeling of disquiet.
A foreboding loomed, that something pending, might happen.
Cornered eyes darted around fleeting expectant.
Then, someone yelled: "Fire!", "Fire!"
The crowd panicked, instant stampede for...

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Across the daily  bridge I stoop,
to gaze upon the world,
always with the option overhead,
two faces of the same mint,
or just as likely liquid mirror,
in the very widest sense,
but such ad hoc aspects wanting,
further clarity...

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Move on you persnickety soul.
Normal doesn't  really exist.
Take leave oh inadequate power. 
For the doyen of your being shouts
halt! halt! halt!

This blanket does not warm you. 
The bed it has been made. 
But lying...

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Serene Night
 
The  ingress of celestial shadows above,
Around the surface of material structure.
Swallowing the brightness of day,darkness exchange,
And snaffling away what once deemed spate.
 
The soprano gradually creeping into solitude,
When the movers of life...

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It stings to speak
When I remember the taste
Of your bitten skin
When I remember how
Your fists struck the wheel
As you drove in the rain
your soft face, caked with salt

When I speak
every toe clenches,
everything crashes, 
my thoughts...

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A child of the sun, coldness she knew 
not.
But the heat of the moment, 
dependent
always uneasy but of passion, 
resplendent.
The sun in setting, a lady she was 
not.

A flower to compare but a rose inapt.
More...

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Ages have passed in a matter of moments, imputable spells cast by one-eyed 
wizards and inapt sages, a garden of thorns has blossomed in a field of stone; 
broken is the plow by which the...

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I remember the day
your hands supported my cycle
for the last time,
showing me the world ahead
which cannot survive
on the paddle of dependency.

I remember the day
your shrimpy rebuke
corrected my inapt words
after which I started
disrespecting disrespect.

I remember the...

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Accepting an unpleasant certainty.
The poignant silence of an empty home.
Unanswered calls relay disharmony.

The world is melancholy monochrome.
No person should be made to feel ashamed
Of intimate emotions. Left to roam. 

I know I shouldn’t cast abrasive...

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