Long Loose end Poems

This has been a hot minute to say the cold hard truth. I second that! Glasses full of hours turn hands into long time. Darkness saves the day. Light work is easy. Take care; bear...

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Am I the Assassin 
        or the Undertaker

                   For Palani...

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Somewhere behind you
Lays a boy who needs a friend
With a broken dream and a loose end

Somewhere behind you
Lays a man inflicted with affliction
And a little girl that needs affection

Somewhere behind you
A lady is fully dressed...

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On the eve of, demand. Betrayal was rising. 
The voice of strength evaded me. 
The knife pushed deeper in.
Darkness awoke within me. Its grip squashing the life I thought I had.
I hate you. I despise...

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miscommunicated 
misconceived observations
insecure perceptions
not too sure of anything
except my own delusions
dint't matter then
worst case scenario
you fix me or pay the consequences
wrong things you said
no way to amend
the unforgiven
in your head
dissapear
in my own head
wish i could
not...

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It's pretty late, isn't it?
The day's done, Midnight draws near
You mischievously glance at me
I carry you away to our room

Along the way, I think
Of all the last four years have given me
Scar tissue that I...

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"Phenomonology"

time drips through
the lens of philosophy 
phenomonology melts
the solid realisation;
was all that time 
spent inconsequential, 
the purpose of it all
bought abruptly, 
for an expected cost
(for this annal
somewhere soft 
and vaseline-lensed, 
we anticipate, it is never
an...

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It was one of those days

Started with the shower

She wanted to join me

Which in any other day would’ve been great

But her best friend was sharing it sort of to speak

It was a sympathetic sort of...

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*Image of Patty Hearst Post SLA Days by Bio.
Patty Hearst Time Capsule


PRE


kidnap
madcap

Miss press
distress

Stephen
live-in

boyfriend
loose end

next door
implore

both are
though marred

claimed they
made way

demand
expend

needy
agree

release
increase

more sum
unharmed


POST


coerced
Miss Hearst

photo
*Rousseau

woodness
goodness

raided
they laid

six ~love
**Cinque's club

plus him
crushed 'em

dual
you-all

Patty
make three

dub nine
club crime

bank raid
they'd paid

***Hearst weigh
must pay

servin'
seven

commute
come two

now writes
proud...

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(In Tudu Hospital in the former Saigon,
several hundred dead babies have been
preserved in formaldehyde.  They are
hideously deformed as a result of their
mothers having been contaminated by
Agent Orange, a chemical diffused in
Vietnam as part of...

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My Darling, I,m sorry, I,ve held you too closely 
Our love has been bound in threads of control
I cling to my threads weaved intricately 
Desperately grasping to keep me whole  
Fear is my navigator,...

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Thoughts racing in my head
Can’t focus on one
To many thoughts to bare
Lots of voices I can’t understand 
I can’t explain
I get hold of one until it slips by its very end
I gasp for air hoping...

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Little bits of bitterness
is trying to hold on;
This time 
Time is teaching ,
the Art of withdrawn.

In panic; the pain
The sunshine to the droplets of rain
They say it will come,
Eventually through Time .
Even The black thundering...

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Title: Severine Veins

Since Chris and Tamra had to jet
without much plan for the future,
I was bestowed the family pet
who then proceeded to suture

my couch, my drapes, the front screen door
before dashing to bolt outside,
returning in...

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I’ve been lost without you since the day you died
I tell everyone I’m ok but I lied
I can sense your presence to my core
This cold felling I just can’t ignore
I see lights in rooms that...

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I feel the Lord want's to make our small group grow even more and thrive and this is my way of showing my appriciation to all my small group friends, we have the best friends...

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You’ll write a beautiful melody,
If it’s truly from the heart.
So first I’ll find the remedy,
To cure mine of the dark.
But holy light and blind eyes,
Are keeping me apart,
From the answers, to the questions,
that are making...

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Moina Michael was a teacher,
Who vowed to wear a poppy,
Each year so as to remember,
The fallen, alone and the dead.

She wrote a poem in reply,
To McCrae’s In Flanders Fields,
Promised thenceforth to objectify,
By the poppy, red...

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Wrapped around the sylphlike waist
the sumptuous silk chiffon sari 
is hand-gathered into even pleats,
likened to the petals of a flower,
and is tucked bewitchingly below the navel
baring the midriff alluringly.

The loose-end Pallu, crosses over
a sleeveless bosom-hugging...

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theres only one explanation for this state of world
pandemics and nuclear winters abound
have we been forsaken or have we forsaken ourselves
if you fuel hatred it will burn you alive

cities crumble and rust as bombs fall...

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This Very Instant 



In my life each moment is its very instant

While birds and nature are being persistent

All chirping and singing with frog sounds

Here I am now and how my heart pounds.



This the time that...

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