Long Inhalations Poems

I cannot tolerate
those who are intolerant,

I cannot stand
those who take a stand
against unknown others
unlike themselves,
much less than we are truly 
health and safety seekers
multiculturally alike.

I can tolerate anything
except intolerance,
most certainly including impatience with myself,
not excluding...

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Two kings, one queen looked upon my quiet self as I sat.
Asked I was to appear before them one quiet spring day.
They sat there for moments which seemed like hours.
The first king spoke and said...

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“In your eyes,
Yes, in your eyes,
I see an emerging paradise...
Close but far life made you be,
In a heaven so far away from me.”

She sat there crying,
On the left corner of her empty room,
Her feelings burdened...

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Transcendent meditative
ascendance assuaged
deep sleep grogginess resultant
resounding residual REM cycles
profound dreams decreasingly faint grip
fading fast, yet...

after effects heavily linger
courtesy toehold subconscious sojourn
oft times mentally exhausting,
nonetheless requisite sleep
house strikingly  vivid dreams
salutary, revelatory truthfully...

unconscious voyage analogous
20,000 leagues...

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Sitting in a house . . . a home
Across from a husband and a wife

I look at her
Saddens fills the orbs of her dark eyes
Her breathing short . . . shallow inhalations
Panic and fear waiting...

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 Written: October 15, 2023

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Shadows dwell in the confines of dreams.
I delve into an abyss of enigmas streams.
The soul is a marvel...

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Where and when I find a commitment
to capitalism
to buying and selling Earth
to patriarchalism
to racism
to Western SWM LeftHemisphere cultural dominance
to win/lose global economic politics,

I do NOT find
a commitment to compassion,
to love,
to non-violence,
to cooperative ownership and management,
to...

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I’ve learnt to judge you at crucial time,
Not to conclusions jumping: a regrettable crime,
Marriage a woman often eyes in her prime,
Your chosen days, a sour lime,
In my room locked, caring not a dime …
Your hovering...

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Maybe it's just me.
So, I'm asking,
as focused, yet open
as I could ever hope to be,

Do negative correlations
between inhaling
and exhaling
Earth's sensory WorldView
resemble, for you,
too,
a reverse correlation,
dipolar co-arising
appositional contrast,
in-between grasping on
and distracting off?

I am not sure why
this...

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...early Spring walk around 3.2mi. Lake Calhoun...so named after controversial industrialist sotten with checkered past...movement underway to return name to Native American Dakota "Bde Maka Ska" White Earth Lake.


 Purple Finches trill their soothing song
to...

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You are a fantastic sufferer, 
A passionate star striker-heightening my tears to happiness
How I wish for merely a moment, that I could forget all my fears
And allow myself to imagine your warm arms around me...

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There is Nothing to Say About It


There is nothing to say about it
No words to describe it at all  
There are no words at all to describe 
the mass slaughter of innocents,
the relentless malignant...

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Hungered for a taste
  of your essenced elixir, 
drunken inhalations
   of your French poetry
a splendiferous whirl 
 of time & space 'tween
darkly scented moons
    and sun's adoration,
blithe starry nights...

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Tempest tossed along lost dreams
Salted wounds in these tears stream
Flood gates washed about
Drowning amid dimensions latent, further
Within whirlpool, a limbo 
Of languages ancient yet, not unknown

Aligning streaks
In saddening ire
Off a cleft
Symbolizing
A drop of broken life
Retire

Randomly...

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Thick white clouds
Retracing posture
Atop the layers of earth;
Foggy shrouds of white
Overclouded landscape
Clogging the sunlight
In blurry unclearness.

In brown faded bushes
Lies inhalations of dryness,
Catchy like the gasoline
In simple lit strikes
On matchboxes;
Spreading fierce fires
To four cornered angles
On grassy...

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This metaphor breathes
                    when I awaken
          ...

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Emaciated test-tube mutations 
Raised apart in pristine distillations 
Conceived in dexedrine celebrations 
and the crazed, ecstatic inhalations 
of the professor’s choicest pheromones 

Right-angled, inverted, and star-spangled
Drained and dangled till their nerves were jangled
Nearly psychedelically strangled...

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He remembers his grandmother
sitting next to him on the couch during naptime;
his two-year-old body restless and jumpy.

She would yawn a tremendous open, lion’s mouth
yawn and shake her mane of hair that fell around
her shoulders ....

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Not one, three bowls of lovely pomegranates
Look, the passion incarnate
Love or hate as you like, please don't desecrate
Gateway to glorious ecstasy
Of serene sensuality holding supreme creativity
And the all seeing mighty eyes!
Invitation to the abundant festival...

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