Long Insomniac Poems

I have a lot to write and say, buddy, so hear me out some more
Don’t make me feel lower than I have ever felt before…
Listen, understand and stay quiet until I say no more…sorry if...

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Poetically impressive 
Mentally progressive 
Addicted to my writing
it’s becoming a bit obsessive 
But this is the medicine 
A therapy for my depression 
Post traumatic disorder
Is the cause for my aggression 
My heart gets heavy
My mind...

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Unquotable quotes: The Janitor, Gardienne, Landlady, Housekeeper, Portero, Sereno and the Hausgast –XXXii Part Two

The duties of the Housekeeper in the U.K. par rapport au Portero in Spain or the Gardienne in France is that...

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See, I've been wallowing in it for far too long
knee deep sunk in it even at times 
eyes too marred by melancholy to see the way out 
even as I gave in to the allure...

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Ah the cake before the icing!!!!!! 

Notes:

Aimee Semple McPherson (October 9, 1890 – September 27, 1944), also known as Sister Aimee, was a Canadian born in Salford, Ontario. She was a Los Angeles–based evangelist and...

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Some days seems like some nights, A continuous battle, with an innumerable amount of fights. Endless hours pass, the night moon fades to the light of mourning, Tired as , yet when I go to...

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life is an     inconsistent choreographer
   shielded  in stainless symphonies
          composed with erratic patterns
curating colors seized    ...

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O, September, I feel the subtle scents of dandelion days melting into oblivion,
Like spring waterfalls of delirious diamonds collapsing into the abyss of memory,
While sentimental sapphire memories flow among clouds of color-blind cruelty,
Revealing how the...

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This Halocene Epic
of EcoZoic Earth
began with FirstMourning Adam

This Halocene broke out
when Eve yinned
and Adam yanged 
verbality's first day
beyond non-verbals
with and for and sometimes against
each other.

And so this HumanGrowing Halocene Bubble
progresses up through
our current bimillennial cusp,

With...

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Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die—quote by Carrie Fisher 

You must pick one or the other time has passed
Warning signs have stopped tipped the scales
caution is not priority...

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Insomniac attack is back or Animalistical (I'm not even sure that is a real word but F.I.(that is an anachronism that means fudge it( unless you’re an adult then you know which word fudge is...

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Written 04/02/2025, for the Iron Maiden " Dance of Death" song, contest sponsored by Robert James L. 

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Scary lie shrouded in opulence ...

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"The core of knowledge is love"
Satha Sai Baba

This dark November night
in New England
has come but midway

I, not so bright,
have given in
without a fight
to insomnia.

Above the small round yellow light
on my factory 48-pane window ledge
overpowering my...

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Anxious, chained at the barrier hither
Musings take hold of my existence
Unsure whether I am an individual or a species
Do I contain contradictions in these multitudes

In a universe beyond my window
As the Lady of Shalott confronts...

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THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA

   narcoleptic deities in charge of the world
   are tangled and detangled in the threads of time 
   
   they are sardonic and bitter...

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It’s not even lyrics that I’m writing 
It’s the feelings that I’m fighting 
When they striking like lightning 
Nightmares so realistically frightening 
I’m struggling to wake up
I can’t wake up!
Oh God I can’t wake up!
I’m...

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I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the spark of crying hail and maybe, the snow-storms melted too...

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7/19/2019
This darkness is all I know, 
a widow's wardrobe of funeral clothes.
It hangs curtained under my eyes, 
the seed inside me grows allowing the little girl I was to die.

Insomniac sleep walking down the streets,...

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Wind blowing from behind
The smoke lingers in front
And you, behind,
Have forgotten the mood.

The mood used to be quiet!  
The mood was silent
And you turned it into ranting
You turned me off your instigations

But, wait, no...

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"I love you"
These are the three ripe words that 
I wanted to whisper in your ears.
So, I
Fixed a date
You came
We met 
We spoke
But I couldn't propose:
Though tattooed on the tip of my tongue,
at my dismay...

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I see a shiny castle
On a high mountain top
Surrounded by a starry hassle
Of bright dancing stars
With moon hanging on its pillars
In the bed of puffy clouds
I see the candle light 
Shining through narrow windows 
Of...

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When the smoky quartz sun 
slumbers into a cold winter, 
    we see the aftermath of a garnet twilight, 
   it is then, we find rose stars 
that refuse to...

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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
I think I made you up inside my head.
-Sylvia Plath

I see no reason to rhyme, 
but an aching...

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In a world bejeweled 
with tainted trinkets,
and feigned flowers,
we follow the 
wailing waves below 
whirling wind,
like secluded silhouettes,
stranded on the
cusp of chaos,
unable to find the sparkling
streak of hyacinth hope-
between dusk and dawn. 

Perhaps there is...

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Freedom ~ an inked kingdom
of macabre mirrors,
a vermiform lie
veiling the vehement suffering
amidst serpent estuaries,
surging within strangled skin,
as if I am the living sin,
jinxed by the crawling creatures
in the lamented labyrinth
of deceitful dreams,
inhaling venomous vapors
rising from...

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