Long Metronomes Poems

"Christmas in the Cathedral of the Forest Deep"




The silent heart is found 
embedded in the 
Cathedral of 
The Forest Deep

The lost jewel
shines in the dark
see the reflection of emerald eyes
endless hazel woods scried

On Christmas Eve
when...

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"FALL"



I wrap
my Autumn world
around you

Calliope turning
raising the 
season’s poetry, 

I am she
returning 

dancing 
with Summer’s 
dying leaves 

Twirling you up into 
my warm golden brown 
symphony

hear me sing, 
whispering notes,
holding keys 

towards you 
you're approachable
reaching...

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we came from different worlds
cowboy boots and motorcycle
she carried pen and paper as did i
hers was to communicate with the world
mine was the labor in poems
i walked the high iron
she taught the deaf to speak
a...

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“In the Missing”



In the missing
you never left
I walk with you 
you still talk with me

We share our secrets
silently we escape 
worldly charades
we are touched, 

some say 

we are ghosts 
of our former selves
they see what...

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The circuit hums a silent song
a symphony of logic, cold, strong. 

No gods dwell here in steel & wire
no spirits whisper, no flames inspire.

The temples gleam, a sterile white 
where data flows a day in...

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The rising of the seventh moon in an ornamental lampshade is equivalent to a nice round smiley dinner plate that had been recently washed,
Recently washed is neither a rotating wimpy wishing walker and neither is...

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Here & there, everywhere 
lie pieces & parts of me
I exist only in the moments between what is and will be…

Taking a ride to the minimart... 
Enjoy the passing lands...
...watching the sun playing on the...

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“Hyacintho Caelum” 



salvus me
per poetica
Hyacintho Caelum
advenit
sicut turbo
in pluvia

red life reigns
poetry awakens
opening 
gifts again

a gain

Life 
mysterious 
calls us all forward
metronome time
constantly calling 

the call 
it never changes

the poets’ Majesty
pleasure through 
the wrecking balls
dropping white and 
black...

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It ticks , ticks , ticks like a clock
          I am nine and I know
it demands something 
        ...

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When the world won’t let me be,
And religion just screams.
And everyone keeps telling me,
What they think I ought to think.
And by the looks of things,
I don’t think I want their version of peace.
Peace doesn’t blame,
Peace...

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Inspired by composition '100 Metronomes' personalised as demonstration of unhidden anxiety. Poem enhanced by listening to the music.


       Clatter with undisguised chaos
       ...

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Music of My Soul 

The earth ever composes mystical arias for me
That taste the splendor in thunder’s profusion,
Then touch the silent metronomes of lyric waves free
To hypnotize my pulse in movements of fusion.

The sounds of...

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I'm like a cheetah in the boy I'm quick and I'm cold. A young alchemist achieving transmutation of gold. Used to be a sayain power level negative two. Now I'm super sayain. Five hundred million...

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The coil spirals endlessly 
chambered secrets dwell
 an angel weeps across an infernal land
things sit in a quite hell
 the words are written 
fate is dealt
 the meanings are felt 
a Requiem for the dying...

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Earth Music 

The earth ever composes mystical arias for me
That taste the splendor of rolling thunder,
To touch the silent metronomes of lyric waves
That hypnotize my presto pulse in movements perpetual.

The sounds of earth…

Earth music arranges...

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Twas the night before Christmas, when peace and good will
Swept over a snow-covered land, bright and still.
Then, crash! In the kitchen a clatter was heard
Some scoundrel had stolen the Michaelmas bird!
A series of paw prints...

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The wheat waved ...

Manic metronomes en masse
Steadily ticking off unsteady time
Feathery fingers coaxing the cumuli eastward
Away from the tangerine-tinted reach

He waded slowly through the sepia grasses
Palms-down to tickle the tops
Dusk approached like a sword -...

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“Entranced”



Without the partner
where’s the dance?

Invisible
circling the room 
considering the cool
insubstantive Shallows

sizing minds, 
blood coursing 
through veins
fluttering hearts and feet

outside the edge
the true dance 
watches pulses marking time 
like metronomes 

It waits in the deep 
eventually...

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Glancing out, the mountains call
Sweet freedom is my friend.
She beckons and I hear her call,
Whose acquaintance has no end.
Toes are itching, bouncing,
But contained inside these shoes-
Such great parts long to hear
Poems amidst the truth. 
But...

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Surrender to the rhythm
under the world!

The night music of ages

Dance the Dance Macabre

Clubs deep bass seeps

Into Dark corners 
as the lunar keeps the time!

Electric lights keep the rhythm 
under the world…

Absent images in cathode 
rayed...

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Instead of isolation
consider oscillation 
Proof positive
is clear to see
It all boils down
to frequency
Which of these words
hits close to home
a metronome or
garden gnome?
Their differentiation 
     lies in oscillation 

Metronomes oscillate
tick-tick-tick
Garden gnomes isolate...

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caged birds muted with selfish thoughts of freedom
cats wtih eyes like metronomes burning their stare into faces
killers silencing their victims with hands like death
saints waiting patiently for a savior
and where am i?
im nowhere...
vanished into a...

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