Long Mortification Poems

Ghosts of the Sun Dance

1. The Path

A quest dating back through our history
Surpassing the flesh, a spiritual path
Human endurance, road to mystery
Dark trail winding through the gardens of wrath

It echoes through me, this deep ambition
Half...

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Goodbye and good riddance 2023

Commencement writing this poem
began December 31st: 2:24 PM
ended December 31st: 03:53 PM.

The best geriatric effort I apply
twittering, ushering, and 
albeit wheezing Auld Lang Syne
crocodile done deed tear 
will yours truly cry
bidding,...

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Villanelle : Never political but spiritual the ancient Indo-Chinese pilgrim ties

       In Memory of the late pathologist (and amateur Astronomer) 
Associate Professor CHONG Siew Meng, National University of Singapore*


Never...

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Where can I trace this finite feeling,
So that you may see it in its true form?
Upon your heart I would wish it would land,
Yet could my silly hands possibly reach there?
Such an affecting grasp it...

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Catapulted into seething temperatures beyond the imagination 
risking excitement in escapades that may seem inane,
potential hazard weighted against predicament predestined,
at some future stage I might peer backwards and reassess,
initial impetuousness under caustic supernatant thumbnail,
maybe I...

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Dear Victor

The day you walked in I was just ten years old and for the first time I felt the gentle butterfly flutters of a young hearts innocent attraction. 
I wasn't the only one. With...

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There is a sin inside my mind,
Where only I can see and hear,
Where my heart reflects my need,
Where my soul reminds it is stumbling,
Where my spirit delights and is always learning.

There is a sin that...

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I wander a mile along the darkened track 
trying to escape the tired night from breaking my back
a day that has already absorb a lot of anxiety
was ready to face the giant and filter this...

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You caressed me with cold hands and it wasn’t what you call my healing rain
Misery drives me to madness and sick distress
The mesmerizing music and its slick beat sticks to my brain
Chillax for a while...

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Stimulated off of asphyxiation 
Chortling silence kills me alive
Ignoring the pain of your rain
I’m your everything
I’m nothing without you

Love is where home is
Joy is where home is
Spiraling, mad as a hornet once again
Spinning, sad cuz...

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A languorous morning 

Nestled in between warm duvets, a goose feathered pillow or two…a luxury 
A striped kitten, a beautiful shade of grey, on a windowsill grey too; purring, gentle breaths, authenticity so appealing
A glass...

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Love lets you makes mistakes
Without leaving you
Immersed in the pool of regrets,
Swallowing back tears and remembering
The sins that colored your heart
Hard and darkened your dreams
So they were flooded with quiet details,
Elements like fear and sorrow,...

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The red-bellied woodpeckers
and wood thrushes of Central Park ...
hanging in majestic oaks
and shady dogwood trees,
woke up early to greet
the glowing sun from the East,
and unable to speak 
in the human voice...
they used their melodies
to send...

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I wish I knew how to be wise
And have that knowing look in my eyes
Remaining silent while you nattered
As though I knew what really mattered

I’d never chat about the weather
Or discuss TV when we’re together
Always...

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He drifts into town on his 
faithful quarter horse called Moose 
who has a three-legged gait 
which gives him saddle sores 
when riding miles from place to place. 

A desert wind storm hits them hard,
he...

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despondency echoes in your eyes
like dripping plight resonating across a baron wasteland
bound by your own hand
held captive by words on your own lips
but it is the very words unspoken
haunting your thoughts
obscuring reality blackened by self...

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Two walk into the street, at high noon                           ...

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Despair that transpires, and confuses within,
around in chaos I spin and spin.
Suffering the delusions that complicate the cycle of life,
everything eats leaving only the matter of strife.
Blood red tears that form my complex heart,
suffocating from...

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A woman who lost everything she owns stands there 
by the waterfront where the waves beat upon the shore.

The woman-transformed-bitch is a prisoner of war 
being carried to the foreign land of an enemy general...

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I feel something’s close at hand…it’s hard to unchain myself
From angst and utter mortification
I feel so lost, swimming on my own…it’s hard to find my way out of this mess
I feel like giving up…but I...

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it took me six months to understand that the songs you sing me late at night
are not unsent love notes.
not unconfessed lust. 

just cliche and plagiarized

just songs that you like
that you want me to like...

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Do I dare ask?
When I learn who I am is not who I deceived me to be!

Do I dare ask?
When what I am taught are the lessons of what ought to be!

Do I dare ask?
When...

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Daily we face different kinds of aggravation,
but there is one type which by man has its causation,
and it merits an immediate termination.
But because of modern “civilization”
and the greed of many a corporation,
it’s doubtful we shall...

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One may insist that spring will come if I just stand there,
I was, therefore, standing on the riverbank as he said.
The rain poured on the riverside where I stood
and when the water ran into the...

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I made up my mind to live or die by faith,
Not through faith, nor justice, nor second hope
My hope is that justice and happiness comes,
Not through fear or through blood aspirations
I hope Makelele will stay...

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