Long Meretricious Poems

Mystic sounds move slowly against  the face of the cragged purple mountains.  Towers of lost forgotten cities peek seductively through canopies of age old trees.  Grey mists hide millennia of secrets behind...

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Mea Culpa, but I Plead not Guilty.

Safe at home,
it was an ordinary day.
I was on PoetrySoup,
reading poems, page by page.
And then, the house shook,
I ran outside,
and to my surprise a light,
shining down from the sky,
lifted...

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Since the beginning of terrestrial time
Early man began to repetitiously rhyme
He looked to the stars in the naked night
Grunting out rhythm in his figurative fright

Even then he had to imperially impress
To woo with sounds to...

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Just like a germinating node,
so are the childishly preened pudenda load.
Ecstasy in fluffs of dew are bestowed
as croissants for neonate are getting bold.
 
Silky gazelle of a nymphet endowed with
sacra enshrouded in rotund paunch.
Void of...

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A restricted freedom is not
a true freedom at all...
to allow the mind to think less;
keeping with wishes will not
endow you with the power
you pursue and without a good cheer
and a bit of fortune you seem...

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Go back with me
into that unborn time
of listening
to beating from within,
and muffled sound beyond the wall.
Choice cannot contaminate the mind,
itself a pinnacle of knowing
then with pure impression as its food.

A blessed state!
and sought by teachers...

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is this what we all seek
to be one with nature
well I offer you this peek
this  a contrived feature
what it shows nature meek
fauna, flora. many a creature
a love for all life a tet a tet
with...

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Trepidation although is apprehension
Rankle causes much irritation.
Enmity what a deepseated hatred
Meretricious always vulgar when stated.
Embroil involves a hostile reaction
Nemesis our inflicter of exaction.
Denial is often refusal to grant the truth
Obloquay utterances of discredited ill repute.
Ululation...

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Close up, on the smooth couth
meretricious pod, vibrantly
violating my optics violently,
even through the microscope.
Its swarthy stare is maliciously
resplendent and evoked from 
parsimony.

Nature's beauty is suicidal.
pulchritude through lens,
but a spike to the neck.

Even in risk, identified...

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In the night I wake to find you 
Not in bed, only a pillow, which I wetted it 
Once, with tears of wrinkled time 
Lingers silently, beside me

Oh God, not again, I thought
My sleepy round...

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YOGA
As old as time thou art.
A rock of ages.
Hidden, the wisdom of
The ancient art. But 
Through thee unraveled.
A pathway to purity,
This mystique, with eyes
Closed, deep breaths
Mind on nothing, to
The beyond my soul
Levitates to harness.
And my...

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Meretricious Spirit

This spirit is modern society’s cancer
Replete with rank, flashy vulgarities
Pervading our social fabric and soul
Unbridled, unbowed, unapologetic;
It can be a curse to mankind itself
Engulfing some people in moments
Of childish deception and insincerity
Which challenge our...

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The melodic motions resonate, 
as the embryonic evulsions ovulate
Sensuous symphonies create, 
thrusting the White Knights to migrate
Reverberating echoes of ecstasy, 
within chimes of chemistry
Upon procreation of pleasantry, 
rituals oscillating rhapsody…

Of the erotic erections elated, 
through...

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CORNERSTONE
See,
That stone,
By nadir marred,
By murk furred,
By haze cocooned,
Like a straw,
By gale of fate buffeted,
By tongues of skeptics, for 
Eras a meretricious folk christened.
By tunic of shame decked,
Like a serf,
By dearth for myriads
Of eras snared.



Has,
By mettle
A...

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Fake indifference
Strength from within
Let the Bullshit begin
Feigning ignorance
Pretend happy circumstance
Did you plan this? Was it your intent?

All you are is a plastic apparatus
Philosophunculist
You invent  - drastic fiction
Completely spent
Of all sense – covered in dents
Your...

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THE ROSE


T~hirty-two steps through the yellow-green grass led me to you.
H~aving to choose which one; my heart with no doubt chose you.
E~very rose bloomed quite differently, though nothing meretricious like you.

R~ed is known to be...

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