Long Inundates Poems

Ruminating vagaries of life May 2nd, 2021

(conceived while in utero
which loosely summarization in toto
of this ordinary Joe Schmoe,
who did wade nine months for a roe
at mercy of obstetricians status quo,

giving me a jump start to...

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Following a day of stillness and intermittent sunlight, comes the storm.
Hushed breezes, hot, humid clutching to the skies now race through the trees.
Late afternoon, darkness embraces the skyline, strewn with clouds of shaded blacks and...

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Beneath heavy eyelids woven from the shadows of the night,
In the gardens of silence, time whispers questions through the ages,
Why, amidst walls frailly built from the silk of longing,
Do I incessantly love the slender thread,...

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Antithesis

In May, the lion’s ear blooms immaculately,
As if the night sky is on fire.
It excretes a ravishing untarnished beauty,
A mesmerizing compelling beauty
Only the mad mystics and poets can discern.
Here, put on these rubber sandals;
The pair...

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Biological copulation draws Easter egg, 
fecund gooey glommed gametes 
heralding zygote 
(adroit bitcoin currency) 
describing extemporaneous fusion 
generate hormonal influx 
juices kickstarting life manifold  
natural occurrence pregnancy 
quilts rudimentary secrete tapestry
until vicar wizard yields...

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Biological copulation draws Easter egg, 
fecund gooey glommed gametes 
heralding zygote 
(adroit bitcoin currency) 
describing extemporaneous fusion 
generate hormonal influx 
juices kickstarting life manifold   
natural occurrence pregnancy quilts 
rudimentary secrete tapestry 
until vicar...

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 Intensity RIVER AND LAKES—
The lands have a sore throat;
Because of this harsh winter;
Like a trachea a winding way to the mouth;
Also does a river flows it too has water a mouth;
Temperate lows and frigid...

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This Christmas I want to be,
The symbol of a Christmas tree.
The symbol of love, hope and goodness,
As the past years have been full of darkness.

This Christmas I want to be,
The joy brought by a Christmas...

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Imperfect world, purposeless person.
I retired to pursue perfection
learn jazz tunes, woody and herbaceous plants,
read every inch of English literature,

Scientific American and Foreign Affairs,
have an affair with an American.
Oh, and by the way, before you ask,...

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Musky fragrance inundates
my nostrils as I enter 
the garden center:
a rhapsodic feeling
in idyllic surroundings.
The air is humid
like an Amazon garden,
heat barely tolerable
making my glasses misty.
Soft music, dulcet and sweet,
swamp the amazing conservatory. The caterpillar had...

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I can feel the freezing fright and fear rattling in the marrow of my bones;
It immerses me.
I can feel the vexing uncertainty shrouding me like a black cloud;
It swallows me.
I can feel the baleful worry...

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Flood of anonymous agony 
inundates the debris of hope, 
weed-webbed wasteland
of receding reverie
erodes in delirium  
within turbulent essence,
wreckage of life piles up,
            unlived,
transforms...

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the rain water inundates my home, 
and one day almost killed my little one, 
had to carry him across to a dry ledge,
and this is the story, every rain.
Kind sir, I said to the big...

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Illegal Dying


On pursuit of greed
On pursuit of fame-
Gambling with precious life
Is no longer funny play.
We don’t guard ourselves
Marmon broke all bounds
Greed, flood gates opened
There’s a deluge
That inundates humanity.
We’re bait in water
Thrown by bungee jump
Into the...

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Finally, my way is clear
I can see the the beauty in all
Things others don't notice
Or dismiss, as insignificant, small

The sound of water flowing
The smell of crisp clean air
Inundates my being
With what all living things share

I...

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The flood of agony inundates the debris of hope 
The weed-webbed fallow terrain languishes within 
Piles up the wreckage of the life unlived 
As the garden of rapture turns into bare badland. 
 
The meadow...

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One can almost hear them whispering,
knowing they are linked to us
and more intense than memory
they cannot stay within their tombs,
for by some sort of grace not understood
we lack the power to leave them
to their faded...

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Eventide drizzle,
dainty ballerina
dances with tinsels 
of molten rainbow,
captured by twilight
transient, 
descends with rhythm
of cosmic ballet 
at the ebony edge  
of the onyx night,
the squashed sordid sky
enwrapped embellished,
waits to unfurl 
rain-rinsed petals
with aurora of afflatus
to...

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They predicate despotism, while matriculating the 
servile.Presaging them to complacency.Who without the prescience of life's 
cadence,will continue to perpetuate peonage?They who poignantly and temper 
mentally,display acerbic discourse.Arousing those erroneous acts that cause the 
chasm of...

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The bees to the flowers
The ants to the colony
Termites to the wood
The boy to his girl

As the ants burrow in the hill
Wolves in a cave
And the worms in the dirt 
The girls heart is embedded
Into...

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Breath of the trees, invigorate me;
Negative ions, oxygenate 
and I am refreshed.

Song of the trees, 
lull me to sleep; 
soft on my ears, 
you send me sweet dreams.

Faces of the trees, 
your beauty mesmerizes; 
enchants...

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It’s the flow that energizes;
from brain to paper though it changes
from sparking though to inky pools;
emanations upon the page like,
fresh blood  from a wound.
I bleed words...
rhyming, redundant, mystical,
metaphorical; imagery drawn 
upon a blank canvas.

I...

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~I gently Sigh ~


With half-closed eyes I lie supine, 
relishing the feel of soft green grass 
against my cool warm skin; 
the wind comes whispering 
through the rustling swaying corn 
caressing my body with arousing...

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Controversy can be engaging
But it’s just a smoke screen
For something permeating

He inundates debates with insults and condescension
But can we hear the issues with diplomacy and thoughts
That are transparent and comprehending

Many are called but few are...

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Advent Of Spring



Reemerging sunlight magically illuminate a darkened alpine summit

Cloud lingered for an eternity now banished amidst surviving spruce

Spores through withered ground sprout anew like a recurring comet

Pristine water inundates bank of anonymous river nourishing...

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