Long Pestilent Poems

I walk o u t...

I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth
I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer
dissects my essence-fossil Passion
a seismic rupture between life/death/rebirth
gnaws at my marrow This dilemma-kudzu
coils tight, constricting tomorrow's breath

Death...

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Turning my back on typhoon skies, 
a pestilent past, I pitch my mistakes 
into a forgiving wind. Standing barefoot 
at the edge of apologies, 
coastal tides carry hope, tomorrows stir
on a mariner’s horizon. I search...

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Here, at The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, 

Poetrysoup is on the menu! 

And to save our sacred website, perhaps the world ...

We must entertain and enter vague conspicuous contests 
With a true...

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Preacher E. Lye



He wears his white collar backwards
Piggy attenuated pagan wives’ tale
say the trigger Finger Man
has snake eyes in the back of his head

Got a gravelly-low, porcupine voice
that is cobra flatline prairie legendary

Using a lethal...

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Third level CCTV audio recordings
of the last occupants illegally departing the 
quasi-safe, Area 4, Sector 9 quarantine zone
— Seventh vol. of the Ghetto Chronicles 


We hate to see you all go,
good company is hard to...

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Tiny Window to the World



Marooned in the consuming gloom
Cut away from escape or from egress
Between me and the Wild World
Ly a tiny window
Through which I espy the world
By an open vista to teeming life 
Sprawling...

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nature, storm, boat, clothes, house, water

AWASH AND AWAY! ©  KIMO

Listen, Katrina will come inland
Katrina has come to play
Playgrounds underwater
Sleepy times put asunder
Bedclothes hung out in tree tops, upended
Held fast in forked boughs
Homesteads beached, broken
Swirl...

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The witch took advantage of the bad wind of the dark mornings of the last millennium, and in her rite of hatred, she gathered and macerated the fallen leaves of the cursed trees, preparing with...

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El Presidente don’t Tennessee 
nothing bad coming,
tho’ the global orbitals
saw viral things very differently

Happy talk tongue taters
do eerily 
Idaho ear mash liquor please

Delaware drunk on denial,
so Iowa unaware
that the body litmus test
is gonna crimson cost...

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Whoever said
Landlords have all the power
Knows that of which I speak:

Reading land leases.
Not a normal pastime,
but perhaps because
I have not read even one
written in compassion's voice
and not retribution's
self-empowering choice.

Thou shalt not
do anything
to attract
vermin
or pests.

No composting,
no...

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I’ve an anger which cannot be hidden!
A burning passion that comes unbidden!
My Soul desolated with grievous rage,
reacts with furious justified outrage!

Occasioned by the offences of ignorance,
bigotry, discrimination and intolerance!
Though evil are the ravages of vandalism,
they...

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In our garden, the space of shared delight
Are fruits of our many wonders created
Through smiles and passion, the site
Of our beings bonded and sated.

Our red roses blossom in magical splendour,
Foliage of the many plants wave...

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Listen to what the snake charmers say:
We be sulfuric scaly bellies,
flicking poisonous tongues on the telly
Idoly speak pure Orwellie — 
Down is up   ...  famine be a feast sup
Tell money hungry fools...

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There at once looms a lethal disease
Across the globe begins to breeze
Taking its toll on the old and young
Flings the whole world into unease

Danger impending, little chance to duck
Everyone ruffled, nervous, and in shock
Afraid of...

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Parental desperation
is the dreadful flee bidden cause
Children separation
is the inhumane quarantine effect

Trying to cross the sovereign divide
is narrow mindedly viewed, by more than a few,
as a pestilent travel venture
Ill will is the chilling, unhealthy reception

The...

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Darkling of stealthy in some cauldrons iron pit
a pestilent brew stirred by centuries
breathed upon vaporous ignoble spells
such a voodoo curse to strip the innocent
rendered in black swallow venom bid them to drink

Yet poison by pin...

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In the august acclamations of weaponry
befits this uniform adorned 
and in prideful boast our livery
of arsenal upon the enemy scorned

From this distant seat shall reap dead carapace
the automata's bullet indulges no refugee
to warrant such requital...

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Bugle boy,
little boy blew

A lot of white noise
have got many red necks 
following you

That horn of consternation
wails loud and angry
Those temper tantrum toots
dead air cryo empty

Bugle boy,
little boy blue

Your scarlet letter tone
has got the murmuring...

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Underground bunker earworms
love to listen
to the Archie messaging
Rapt in their sheltered atomic blast,
dreamy past rewind,
they snore ignore 
their borrowed time destiny

On a seethe countdown crawl,
they uranium breed much cesium fungi
Cloven mushroom tongues that fire breathe
pestilent...

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The Forgotten ?

To live with this conscious contusion
and forget how babies cry

Become so untouched by horror
commonplace a communion with nothing

Care less for hunger
and wish the lacerations pestilent

Abjure the reminder
and seek instead disjunction so cognitive

Every scream...

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DREAMLESS ALPHABETS


Aphelion my long time residence
Banished into a dreamless existence
Cannibals surround the escape routes
Diligently feeding my doubts
Eagerly anticipating my demise
Ferociously preparing for my conclusion
Gathering hippocampus, for seasoning
Hors d’oeuvres, bloody temporal lobes
Impulsive, angry, throwing away all...

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Riding off into the Ivory Palace sunset,
in a pitch-black limousine, no less

Hear the heavy metallic chariot roar,
leaving exacerbated fumes echo deplored

Aural palette, enamel pestilent pain 
on burnt crimson background grain

Scorching prairie brush fire
was the cruel...

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She will not say she was Predator.
She knows she was
(She has that throbbing memory to
remind her)
But it's in her intuition,
Her breath (her life)
To be Victim.
Let her play the part.

"It was like a game of chess
Against...

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It is not for me to choose
the planted seed mayhap flourish
it’s blossom to produce the voice of rain
and stand between the paving cracks
a testament un-nurtured
where in it is born with every flowers hope

And I amidst...

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Make pause upon 'ere dusted trail
as bursting clouds bring welcome rain
lift my face to wash unveil
solitary travel not made in vain

In silence...surroundings I absorb
natural beauty cleaned from storm
certain freshness mingling senses
city noise and crowd now...

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