Long Inconstancy Poems

Sonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX

Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch

The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
dream each scented night of such perfumes
as drew...

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"betwixt the pulse of our heartbeat
simply present, head-heart linking
dwelling in time stretched blissful peace
awareness became unblinking" ~Unseeking Seeker

I feel the surging bloom of bewitching butterflies,
fluttering in sync to cosmic sage and
saffron sparks~
sailing amidst waves of...

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Journey Journal Page
EMERGENT
By Leon Enriquez


In the emergent light you see
Order and chaos within a hint
That taut poise in ambiguity 
A flash of insight in raw tint


The known in the unknown tangle
That shows an unseen point...

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As the sun sets over your naked postures, bringing
twilight into Kichak’s frightful mouth, and yet, still you,
all of you, continue to dance in the dusk of eternal love.
It is hard to not bear witness to
Our...

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Who can resist the strangulating grip of time?
That which exists today may not be there tomorrow
Like shooting stars which vanish in the flicker of an eye
Life comes and goes quicker than a darting arrow

The only...

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Subconcious streams flitter through my silty porthole
Ebb and flow through my consciences' filtering scroll
Clogging the interstices and my formative, fragile mind doth control
Perceptions of self flood my sensory console 
Pent-up desires breach mind's, shallow levee and...

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In loves harbor moored in the dock of regression
and anchored in the quicksand of incontinence
as briny waves of inconstancy wash over my jaded bough
scouring my white-washed deck over and over 
leaving the silty residue of bartered...

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Feelings of despair dredged from the murky dephths of my past
Hoisted through my corroded conscience's porthole
Reconnoitering barge of restitution pushes despondent thoughts through my inner being
Then tows the shame and guilt of my depraved condition...

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Restoring the lost me
To replenish the exhausted zest.
To learn to fall off a crest,
Looking up again, with a heart in my chest.
Reviving reliving
the vivid memories ,when the feet were tiny,
full of grace
full of pace.
Holding on...

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I spent the morning retching
out black bile, fear,
insecurity lining the walls of 
thought, a constriction within 
the cage of failure, 
purged with tears,
and I cried for freedom,
cried for my inconstancy
with convention, 
and realized life irrelevant
as...

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Accuse me lies confusions of no use
For history there is a term broken
And reasoning wit through words I abuse
Decreasing thy trust as painful token.

Or tell faults sorts my inconstancy born
That precious minutes with this I...

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DEBUSSY – AFTERNOON OF A FAWN

On the summer meadow
A creature so beautiful
Blending with nature’s wild inconstancy

In the quiet he can sense a kind of distant music
And, balancing on shaky legs, head cocked,
Listens

What heard?
What seen?

It is...

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