Long Oxidized Poems

...cont

Breath...
You once said to me,"I'm a man of extremes," and I understood immediately what you meant.  When you drank, you drank hard.  When you worked you expected perfection, in yourself not others, because...

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A Statue Speaks

The morning takes it's first breath of daylight
Exhaling the sunrise that fills the sky with colored 
brilliance.                ...

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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 6A
Anulom Vilom Pranayam 

What is Anulom Vilom Pranayam?

Anulom Vilom Pranayam is the process of purification of our blood and nervous system with the help of a particular type...

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I've made myself a phantom, keeping critical things from you,
          (and perhaps, in truth, more), for the sake of others ... others who
   ...

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Bottle of tears is my first version of this poetic legacy series
Skeleton of tears is which the venerated versatility carries.
This might be called as a sequel of alacrity or prolongation
But best before this is a...

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pushing aside last night's clutter
from the late night burst of creative energy 
open the blinds and let the warm light stream in 
select the perfect playlist and crack your knuckles 
time to go to work....
channeling...

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And I witness
Your deplorable “glory”
Hunching over my tattered spine,
So we can have something in common

You walk with glorified shell-shock,
Another sentient tongue, 
Straddling on the Eros of vindication

Your sandpaper hands
Reach for an assaulted tenderness
Embracing lambasted lyric

Another...

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On a rainy day, I float like a spider in an earthen city, 
the glue of the body is my own land, 
who also can I blame? 

Insane to find the demonic catastrophe suppressed,
 folded...

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A poet will write once,
a poet will write yet again
And all of the words written therein,
are the sum of the poet's pen

A poet writes about life,
a poet writes about death
And anything a poet writes about
falls...

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It was simply an old rusty tractor
An eyesore for passers by
A graveyard, at the back, of a pasture
All covered with weeds and vines
Curiously, on slow approach, 
I wanted a closer look
Carefully climbed the barbed wire...

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In the canvas of twilightish insanity
Appear pomegranate designs of passion
An intellectual dance of day flowing into night

In the sea inside skull, the heartbeats of humanity
Vibrating with   rurality towards urbanity 
Get oxidized in the...

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bluesy blurbs 
    of
brumal 
    blackness
      its 
  crawling 
clasps
   of 
silvery 
  gnawing
    below 
 ...

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Feel the feathers of photons flying across the bluest of skies,
Whose sapphire fires ignite the horizon with hydrogen oxidized. 

Its refracted scatter of cerulean molecules melts which matter was solid,
Into a gaseous glass whose diaphanous...

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Obsession

Obsession with "O's"

Oh, obsession’s obfuscating oligarchy
Oceans of oblivion
Outrage in ostentatious obsession
Overrun in hurricanes named obdurate and obstinate
Overtures of oxidized compulsive orchestration in
Obbligatos overflowing obituaries -
Overbearing octaves of the obsequious –
Orations of overt objections
Objectivity overpopulated by...

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Shipwreck
Sure fingers grip 
Quivering lips caressed by mist
Subversion in an inverse universe 
Obtuse life married to a hopeful mantra
Division of these harsh seas I seek
Of this boat captain I am 
Water erodes nothing but the...

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a decayed
                            unfulfilled dream 
   ...

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Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown,
Frills and strawberries,
Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle, 
As my eyes hysteric with confusion 
muse on this loss. 

I gather the lumps of loaf 
crossing the border of...

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Written: January 1st 2024
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Inverted into berth
back to the coast
braced by a breeze
with hurricane fury
we cluster in the crevices
stroll...

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travelling to my never was,
my yearly time in the yard
spring time back to cold Ohio
gripped in nonsense and melancholy
I travel to old town
misted by the cuyahoga
surprised yet not I find
they tore down the tottered house
tar...

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Her eyes are burning, fire is coming out of her face
flashing and roaring and become vas of power immense
her hair is flying high and her voice has become unruly 
high of her feet become frenetic...

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constel-fire  lation-sky.
   
    a  toyota tercel scuries like a pale iguana
    past desert mile marker 368 headed south.
    
   ...

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The sibilant wind blows 
over frosted shingles of cracked porcelain.
Passed chain link a fissured road 
wends the dry creek of my mind;
downtown the stars are charted
at a four-way stop of plywood windows,
oxidized copper's turquoise matte.

The...

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In a glass or in a cup,
Many a people like to drink me up.
Rather I'm hot or cold,
My flavors and aromas never grow old.
I've come a long way from where I begun,
Let's take a look...

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It's brilliant how one seguays into the next, flashing on the
pennon of this new-age attempt to plagerise the etch-a-sketch, and
if you watch closely, if 
you count your bits and bites, your digital copies of digital...

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The Shaman

Corrosion in your soul has oxidized
to heal your poor soul you must be revised
confused and sadly addled with each thought
your deep sleep paranoia must be caught
attach your past of love and forlorn woe
you cuddled...

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