Long Instrumentation Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of...

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Back in the day,
before right hand
leftbrain dominance
became our mean girl
weaponized thing

Our bilaterally balanced grandmothers,
whether Eastern Taoists
or Western Animists
(and almost certainly both)
did not think to separate
Left from Right,
mind from body,
passion from pleasure,
if only because our peak...

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Part 17

a kitchen drawer filled with throwaway lines
taped across the raw spots
itching festering inquiries eh inspector
asking the unavoidable
if we know how we got here
there's a better chance to know
where the fated flatulence we are going
if...

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There was a king once reigning
Who carried a great, big flea—
And far from him complaining,
The flea filled the king with glee!
For to him that flea was dearer
Than even his only son,
And to make his preference...

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Legend Of The Black Dove  
                            ...

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Legend Of The Black Dove  

                  (Part 9)   "The Voyage To Where ?"

 

The weather...

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#YO! MY SOUL ACHES IN LONGING FOR MORE INSTRUMENTATION THAT MASSAGES, SOOTHES AND BRINGS A SPECIAL SOLACE THAT I NEED...

THIS IS WHAT "ADRIAN'S THEME" BRINGS TO ME! 

CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE, DIVING INTO A...

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In the cartographies merger with the soul,
where topographies bring thought converge,
a hidden rose blooms,
its petals unfolding,
like a cipher's dark emerge,
thorns burst contradiction piercing the hymen with certitude,
as the benthic depths,
a chthonic whisper,
exhale the secrets unsaid...

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not a biography
certainly not an
autobiography
but an audio
biography

here i am with her
dancing though
i don't dance
but my ears
do due to
her words 

play me
pluck me
like a harp
a note's
worth a 
letter so
a chord 
   forms
  ...

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 Instrumentalising mind, I rested thought,
employing it only when needed,
shifting to heart, I became self-taught,
gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded.

               ...

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THE DARKNESS THAT IS

They have no idea of the struggle I live with everyday and every night.

I clime the life that I have made only to find that someone has cut the rope.

Best efforts only...

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Captivating rhythms and acoustics
Forged through repetitions of worlds creations
An unfathomable force ever in existence
Expressed in a singular performance

Living each day until your last to fulfil a talent
Although talent is never enough, you were defiant 
In...

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It is always better when the lights are out 
I close my eyes and listen to better bards 
Over great instrumentation to wind me down 
I have no fear they will call my name 
And...

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I had decided to go through with it
and this time it was serious
not just another
melodramatic episode
brought on by events
that were beyond
my control

this was the real thing
a calm calculated decision

I had taken care of outstanding debts
paid...

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I sing the songs of the aspens and the oaks
They sing to me harmonies and lovely verses
Accompanied by the breezes’ instrumentation
They teach me while the forest choir rehearses.
The taller pines express fervent gratification
That Mother Nature...

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"The wind haul off the leaves in the afternoon lull as memories are taken with it." Quote by poet


If only you knew
How much I loved you.

My thoughts lay on the leave's dew
As the brilliant day...

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MY UNIVERSAL MUSIC CREATOR Contains all musical instruments in memory. Ability to compose songs in interaction with the person who makes the operation, from simple solfeggio ... The operator just needs to sniff the melody...

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