Long Penetrations Poems

‘WHITE COLUMN RESSURRECTION’

Even now you stand poised with memories of a corned cobbed pipe in one hand-tight gripped lapel in the other-perched against thick southern charmed columns positioned on a once so powerful veranda .

Peering...

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The slabbed ceiling tiles are becoming the patio slabs of my childhood home.
I'm highly strung in more ways than one, trying to send my mind elsewhere,
but half-buried memories insert themselves, sliding in with the speculum.
Five...

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Place parsed pennies, purposely upon pretty porcelain palms.
The wanderer, restrained her raised ranting wrists!
She fell to her Humpty Dumpty position,
unable to ever be put back together again...
Each of us witnessed her fall,
yet we failed to...

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Place parsed pennies, purposely upon pretty porcelain palms.
The wanderer, restrained her raised ranting wrists!
She fell to her Humpty Dumpty position,
unable to ever be put back together again...
Each of us witnessed her fall,
yet we failed to...

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Spirits roam from Space to Space to ascend many Places many People many things that grips the heart in time this child that never was or never will be in life to witness  the...

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Poems, prose and roses
Poets hate politicians
Poets prefer poking pens at people
P-words, power and paupers
Poets love writing about love
Tears, the sky and meadows

Poets are prostitutes
They are sex vendors
They expose their naked thoughts
To the world
They talk dirt...

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I have dug this one out of the poetry attic; composed when a teen, hence the dated references. Fellow Soupers of my age-group (60 in a few weeks- Yikes!) might enjoy it:

Friend, watch out! They're...

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Transmit transpire anti social copious methods of blank balled fissures of disastrous mistruths on the border of hell raiser dispatch piss filled like rats on a stinking/sinking ship, inbred senate cowardice akin to the O.K....

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AM I DREAMING
Momentarily, I stop and freeze 
every worldly movement and 
activity. As I consume myself 
into each one of them I ask 
myself, ‘am I dreaming?’ my 
mind moves to and fro the 
realm...

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Precursives In A Minor

My dear, you are dead now, and
It follows that the dead cannot speak,
But please dear woman, 
Utter however softly,
Your ghostly peep, 
For we are your survivors, 
Following soon,
As the buoy bell continues...

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EarthTribe dancing divas
still indulge emphatic circling
meditations

Dogmatically embodying
mindful medications

Producing peaceful pleasures
spiraling passions
against war's relentless anti-paradise

Dancing resiliently within
organic drama
while resonantly without
systemic trauma

Right hand 
and foot 
open out
in front of
future win/win
mindfully embodied
penetrations
in behind Left past
win/lose shady
mean predations

Right hand...

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Find me here
Within graphite words 
breathe me deeply
until the lines are blurred
let my smoke fill your lungs
I desperately want to be felt and heard
Ash rises from my bones
from my mind to your heart transferred 

my...

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Lost in stealth's memories evading time's awareness and penetrations from the speed of silence
Where hollow grounds open diverge
To the beginning of the subconscious rebirth
Where moments of monuments cherished will ever collide, rebind
Thoughts crescend, emotions diminuend
Performance...

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I
Rosemary

Peeling back the layer,
reaching into my pain.
Bleeding at the touch,
and seeping through with tears.

Relishing such agony,
I'm luscious and alive.
Writhing in ecstasy,
I await your penetrations.

Blood flows from my lips,
onto these pages.
Staining white with black,
you adore this...

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you race though my veins
like a manic fire truck
my eyes smodering from the engine
of your torrid passion
fire hoses squirting out my skin
let me in sweet darlin'
fling the ladder from your pounding heart
climb into my vacant...

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Take away lusts dark sleep of shallow dust.
Me, to emerge-crowned, both righteous and just.
Take the poison from my hollow likeness.
Away, this venom that bleeds to mine own.
Lusts serpents have bitten at my carcass.
Dark penetrations wallow...

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Barrenness hovers
extending its diseased dimness from the past
overshadowing the joyful happiness of hope that should have thrived residence within
the current deserted reality in silence
gradually defiling penetrations from the speed of light
absorbing silent the speed of...

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