Long Pensiveness Poems

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Initially written March 18th, 2023
and revised exactly two years later
tweaking the poem here and there
courtesy adding or subtracting Nabisco  
National Biscuit...

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Though a wimpy, tiny, and puny
(smaller than a breadbox) Ogre
whereat my portable minuscule
fingerhut size adobe abode ex
posed to Strunk and White raw
grammatical elements of style,

I counted Flip (Wilsonian) view,
to camouflage myself anytime
and anywhere as significant...

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On the sandy knoll he stands, a solitary, forlorn figure gazing at the sky. It’s a clear night, and hundreds of stars shimmer like fireflies pinned to the firmament. His eyes fix on one of...

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She left me enlightened
With her “Heart’s Imagination”
Taught me about love
In the ink of “Melting Point”

She gave me a whisper of insight
Within the breath of “O April”
And sang to my soul and spirit
On the wings of...

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Could it be the state of tranquility 
Despite the times they are being loquacious
Or this event of serendipity
For meeting this person quite so gracious

Is it his presence is a sweet lagniappe
Or their bond that caused...

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She smile at me and my good looks appear

Her teeth beautifully arrange in the same bright and white of eyes

She make her curvy walk on the street, and her untainted pensiveness transform the place to...

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There's still light down this glistening black road,
a path to travel with the moon shining by my side.
Much like my own way, for some time greatly shadowed -
and yet something shows the way for this...

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I take an unhurriedly walk
through the virgin forest
with paths fully covered with brittle leaves,
its trees emit mournful laments
to protest its anguishing fate until spring arrives
and transforms their dullness
into a liveliness loved by a novelist;
and walking...

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The little window that overlooks
Those wild wooded acres beyond it
Has now a flimsy layer of mist 
Upon its translucent glass panes
And whiter seem the snow covered woods.

Etching with soft fingers upon the glass
Makes visible a...

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At the time of my decision later in life,
I was not a neophyte nor did I experience
an inhibition in using my paints and brushes.

I had loved to draw since I was a child-
mostly enthralled to...

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My last breath
Before you sleep take my last breath from my soul
For I weep from the pain
A pain so pensiveness it withers my insides away
I have lost you in a place I felt safe, now...

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Before you sleep take my last breath from my soul
For I weep from the pain
A pain so pensiveness it withers my insides away
I have lost you in a place I felt safe, now I’m surrounded...

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Tears are born 
in the corners 
of my eyes as sorrow
to fall down my cheeks 
in grief kissing my lips 
with misery in 
silence to fall from my chin 
as despair finally into
a pool of...

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IMAGINATION TAKES HOLD
Like chrysalis asleep,dreaming of
its wings await intellectual recreation
and active benevolence which brings
wisdom & blessedness.Such does
the future promise in the range
of high arts,parcelled out in shades
of pensiveness by the ticking of
the clock as imagination...

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The day the songbird came 
the sun shone between showers. 
The silence was perforated 
with melodious euphony, 
the day the songbird came. 

The day the songbird came 
our melancholy was lifted 
with his tunefulness, 
his...

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She handed me a small box old, yet still neat; what a find
The seventies faces staring back reminded me of better times

Time to play, summers visiting grandparents and hope
The future will be amazing; just stay...

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I've given myself some ideal times to reckon.
My musings meander for no apparent reason
I don't settle what to predict on the challenge.
Where I'm being idling within the lucid adage,

Notwithstanding, it is thus somewhere out there.
With...

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It has been growing upon me,
this sense of exposure in a photograph.

Ever since I noticed that people
were as much a shadow
as the sun among dark tree branches.

It has been growing on me,
this feeling of being...

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It has been growing upon me,
this sense of extra exposure in a photograph.
I’m beginning to peer out
like the moon behind dark branches.

It has been coming upon on me,
this feeling of being in a picture -
a...

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Naked, soul served out
on the Ax murder’s lawn
pulsating in death’s hesitation.

Cracked at the crevasses
visions of red
engulf the air
waiting, waiting
waiting for a rush of purple
grey madness to terminate 
the perplexing edge of time. 

I am at...

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