Long Palls Poems

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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I
Hear the bouncing of the balls--
Basketballs!
What a sound of merriment they cause when each ball falls!
How they echo, echo, echo,
Inside the gymnasium walls,
Arriving at a crescendo
While the spectators shout “Bravo!”
Drowning the referee’s calls;
And the players...

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I’ve never given much thought, about the last train to Auschwitz 
for indeed every train, was intended to be ones last,

Except for the guards, who sit atop the cattle cars
As the human livestock, slowly asphyxiates...

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*Image of A Fallen Smirk by DG.

Brace For Impact

Pillar of society, creme de la creme, important person,
   one to be reckoned by indeed.
One who's untouched by palls, frails near a radiant ray
 ...

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On that faithful day;
A day that will never be dismissed from the mind.
It was a beautiful morning,
And from the city I watched the two glaring towers,
Standing body to body like twins,
As the sun passed through...

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Between the black gutters and the painted ceilings,
Dogs teach dolls how to die.
	 Study the rot in my bicuspids, file down the calluses and watch the heartbeat
	Shake the skin like strychnine shivers. 
Whispers fill the...

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*Image of Dr Mikhail Tyaglyy
AUDIO version for the vision impaired.


Dr Mikhail Tyaglyy


Go, young man,
and conciliate cravings,
menacing palls the cherished
realm. Shelves are left barren
for frantic looks, as aisles
reload a virtuous plunge of
cobwebbed books, decaying
prints accolades of...

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Striving for silver linings in the ebony of the equinox   
I chased my dreams of idealism to stop the endless maroon anguish shadows 
Yet your words failed to sing a symphony of mosaic...

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You could feel it couldn't you
son who has left the room
mother electricity
the 1,000 bolts
10,000 volts
(not even 27 years could cure)

I give myself over
I fall
and I gladly go
i swan dive
to rock bottom

I will face that stone
I...

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Timeless

Auspicious occasions
times thrice too many
for a star to pivot and
               ~~bunker
involving breathless
nebulous palls chances
forded o'er aroused
     ...

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One auspicious morning warned me of nakedness

I felt, what actually is ‘bareness’!

Our bodies are all covered

But mind? It is blocked, corrupted ever,

Nude, selfish, artificial, ruler!



Since we grasp a flower,

We smell it, also we do admire,

She...

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I observe palls of leaves, drifting on the wind 
       Compelling me to write, but my page keeps going limp
         ...

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As they rise they must fall
It is, what is trust in us all;
As Writ pages turn in blur
True words race in space
A blind book of themes
Reminds us like lightning
To breathe---------
Inside silent souls, alone
Rhythmic radiant beats
Rhapsodic...

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Winter whirling anxiety upon silent, shadows light sleeping from dawn to dusk.
Sky smudged in a raven haze, 
mist lining paths with a silver shade.
The emerald sea freezes like a pastel ice ring reflecting intimate lies....

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A bell tolls — with a single chime.
Igniting the spell of dawn’s regret.
It halts the breath, suspends all time,
Foreboding with threats you can't forget.

You flinch—one foot on the stepping stone,
The wind's first touch scalds your...

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Shadows  9-22-23
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Shadows

Living in ethereal shadows of compassion,
In profiles of grace,
Mercy overshadows stumbling stones
Revealed in a lens of benevolent focus
To eclipse blisters of ebony shades 
With wispy balms of healing from raining penumbras,
No longer shadow...

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Little tree, I loved you the first time I saw you
Your green leaves bright 
Ladling laughters of light
Your eyes sparkling sweetly like a silver dew.

The wind around you whisper at your dance
Erudition flown on spring
Butterflies...

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What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, yet,
last year’s death toll amassed far too much grief.
We count life’s breaths with terminal regrets. 
 
Lost my loud and crazy best friend, Yvette, 
we had just spoken....

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From dense sleep we emerge.
Realizing our coat, 
we seek to cast off this Nessus.
We drank the Jonestown Kool-Aid
and now it’s too late.

We never noticed the circling 
vultures despotic descent on the capital. 
We never contested...

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Tigers in the tall grass.
Bruins in the buckwheat.
Sirens, sing of sassafras!
Eagles, time to eat...

Linger, O my looking-glass...
Red run in reply.
Languid liquor, poison gas!
Death, glance at me sly...

Frankincense burned on the tomb?
Ashes, coat the walls.
Belladonna, how...

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Lying beneath the parasol we listened as the rains stormed the castle,
Obstructing our beach date behind bastions of fog and shadowy palls; 
Voluptuous curtains of crimson covered your lips as you drew in close,
Eloquently reminding...

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In a world where hate reigns in whirling waves, as winter wreaths form chilling chains. 
I seek refuge from weeping war strains; my one desire to vacate the poverty lane. 
These gliding lights we glimpse...

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I have a voice to sing again
It is all that matters now
A channel to take the flood of rain
To swell beneath lbow
I have a voice to sing again
The feathers of pain are freshly grown
Tumult within...

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You are in your prime, and I’m in my clime;
Why sweetie in twenty then we waste this time?
Come, dance; we can gently our pleasures hound,  
For here’s a time for us to go merry-go-round....

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The deal is done you’ve sold your soul,
hurled yourself into a pit of coal,
whirling like a dervish you fan the flame,
each time he invokes his unholy game.
In a ball gown made of funeral palls,
you dance...

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