Long Miasma Poems

As I ascend the podium, a predator of piquant pontifications, my eyes ravage the assemblage of adversaries, their countenances a canvas of consternation and morbid fascination. The atmosphere is heavy with the miasma of malignant...

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Book Three of the THIRUK-KURAL on Un-Authorised (concealed) and Authorised (religion-ordained) LOVE: Cantos 109 THAGAIANANGKURAITHTHAL to 133

(Note: Love between mainly the wedded pair from the standpoint of the fair liana-like “lady” of the pliant bamboo-shoulders,...

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I gaze out the window of my soul,
Scanning a distant horizon where dreams and reality intertwine,
Seeing patches of ethereal clouds,
Drifting across the vast expanse of the blue sky.
I am bound for a realm called Insanity,
To...

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hearken to the sound
of reality come round
crowing to the sun
a brand new day just begun
much more mundane than profound

the universe hums
until eternity comes
shifting light plasma
moves through sparse cosmic miasma
the interstellar stanza

universe springs forth
actual mountains of...

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An ordinary Australian from an ordinary country place
Who rallied to the flag's call with god's good grace
He was one of the 33rd Battalion "New England's Own"
Into this swirling maelstrom they were duly thrown
The Great War...

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O' poets switch off all senses but one
as you enter this arena of aroma
as I nose out the world's perfumes
to boost thy nasal stamina.

A dainty phial of perfume is indeed
a perfect and preferred present
It's the...

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Standing in succession with the winds 
There is a lightness in the air of the lush greens. 
Different shades change the scene yet not the mood. 
They dance side to side in a calming waltz....

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
The whalebone corset dug into the body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the pane
of dearly brought glass, I feel the vibration of the incoming...

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Written: November 27, 2024, For Contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Whimsical...

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THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA

   narcoleptic deities in charge of the world
   are tangled and detangled in the threads of time 
   
   they are sardonic and bitter...

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As the odyssey in the skiff continued a more sentient being begun to appear,
At times feeling as a eunuch who was unable to change anything,
In zenith of toxicity as miasma on a cold misty morning.
What...

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I see the space between
Earth and Heaven
Maya and Brahman
As bubble film
I will metastasize through it
And become light

I am in an anteroom with God, He says
Oh the things that man could do with an orchestra
As much...

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In the live network of intricate design,
layer on layer my mind was stratified.
Within the strata of innate awareness aligned,
many divergent motifs got unified.
Many attributes of sole distinction  
gained access to the fold of secret...

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
A whalebone corset dug into my body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touches the pane
of dearly brought glass it vibrates with the hoof-beat of riders.
The...

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The final frontier – post consciousness

as imagined by cogent, fervent, intelligent,
lucent, occident, reticent, and uneminent 
nonestablishmentarian.

The following disquisition initially describes 
emotions prior to experiencing corporeal death, 
yet unbeknownst to this skeptical atheist, his 
anticipatory anxiety...

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The first sensation that he felt
was a wall of real, searing pain,
that lasted an eternity,
until it was etched in his brain.

All around him was blue fire,
raining blades and forests of whips,
the air was caustic miasma,
each...

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Mist of the morning obscuring the dawn;
The veil of my conscious darkening my ken.
A battle ensues; the gods drawing their blades;
Gentle zephyrs ease the mist out to sea.
A strange arena of secrets morphing into a...

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(Piece is intended to be the most complex vocabulary gothic ever)

Grandiloquence,
mellifluous pulchritudinous,
gaiety of quintessential moistening serendipity,
bile deluge if you show the sanguinary breath,
crimson waterfall sizzling on lava rock hellscape.

Yclept necrophelia maestra,
macabre tableau,
dips douse abyssal incarnate,
now...

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Beneath the surface of the perceptive mortal senses
the mind nestles the buds of dreams it desires to see bloom.
Allured by avid aspirations into insipid ignorance,       
it suffers wandering in...

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his last gasp was quite lengthy
trying to go out with a bang as usual
a rationalist manifesto covering his face
accompanied by a cotton field work song
his grip went slack under the torrent of images
fortunes have been...

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Herons fragment the mist,
appear and disappear while remaining motionless.
The skiff rocks as a coal barge trundles past.
A dewy sky shivers.

Nowadays he just sits in a boat looking at Ohio.
This morning the sun reached the top...

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Staring, vapor locked, at my Hammond B-3 console organ, which dominates my 
kitchen.  Surely a symbol of my madness.  I can't help, but think, if the keys were 
the days of my life,...

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Inspired by song "Mystery Of The Heart" 
of Hughes Turner Project (Album 1)


In the flushing garden path 
we walked entranced,
the scarlet sun with the spectrum of dawn 
held us within the sequined mist 
of the...

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Broken promises churn my heart, 
like what the desert whirlwind does 
to the desolate dunes. 
I can’t calm down my twirling turbulence,
pent-up rage shatters the shield of forbearance, 
turns me into discarded debris of indignity...

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I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way 
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted...

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