Long Phasing Poems

POTW 28 January 2018

Prologue:
A beautiful extra-terrestrial female researcher is sent down to a remote island to observe earth and beam her findings back to her planet. She’s strictly forbidden to make any human contact. She...

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No Lossers Are Left

No losers are left;
Seems like Trump has found them all;
Exist on his staff.

Jim Horn

How is that for a Horn Haiku for you
to read through like all poets would
want to do?


President was not...

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Lonely teardrops gasping for air...my funny valentine he's never there.
 How can you mend a broken heart once it's been broke too many times. 
Realizing love is undependable to the many times a day he...

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Once within recycling time
lived brother Paraclete
as sister Sophia,
and vice versa.

Written across each bicameral heart and mindbody
these two live on
as controlling Yang
with nurturing Yin,
somewhat before their Western cousins,
Paraclete, God's Justice Advocate
as Sophia,
Wisdom's Holonic CoOperative Spirit.

These dipolar...

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 to the faceless 
   names I’ve phased, 
forgive the silent sunsets, 
    frozen in time, 
  and remember thin 
    cinnamon skylines, 
how ink carved...

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The windows are closing in, and gaps are getting thin, mankind has paid the sacrifice for useless pollution on the surface of the earth and their lungs are filled with dirt. 

 I look above...

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phasing through....
I read the words that are perfectly black and structured.
"will it be OK? This is possible to be found in...."
I read them intently and enthusiastically 
but i feel myself shutting down very slowly.
My vision...

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Freedom ~ an inked kingdom
of macabre mirrors,
a vermiform lie
veiling the vehement suffering
amidst serpent estuaries,
surging within strangled skin,
as if I am the living sin,
jinxed by the crawling creatures
in the lamented labyrinth
of deceitful dreams,
inhaling venomous vapors
rising from...

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Labyrinth of Sighs 

Wondering through a labyrinth of sighs 
More platitudes with attitudes that never question why 
A litany of afterthoughts about where we go when we die 
An emboldened range of rude retorts refuting...

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It makes me think how pathetic I really am 
I can’t even remove myself from this bed
I remember how I use to watch the twilight paint the sky up red
Now I know I shouldn’t have...

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Snowflakes adorn blurry morn, gently, gently trickling down 
As salted streets are turning brown across this weary town
While tilting trees blow wheeze of breeze in throe of snow
In aerial dance of wintry woe, as tips...

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This heart~ a lovesick talisman
f l a r e s fallen sparks,
seeking Mayan glyphs of hope
amidst layered lace of halcyon,
illuminated with tears
of black diamonds,
    for the empires ruined
by the self-righteous kings
 ...

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Hail Mary, full of grace,
               the Lord is with you.
The Lord is with me too.
He whispers in loud soothing words
 ...

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When the heart feels the
weight of unvoiced verses,
as the verdant embers of Venus
follow the frozen warmth
and the permafrost flickers
of persimmon and cinnamon,
like poetry slipping through
tortured time,
I stand at the cusp of
withering wishes,
like the silver of...

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Where Love Has Never Gone Before

...the legacy of a poet...


A man is not a man until his love becomes idolatrously immense
Since time began, his love eagerly evolved with his ideal intense
Now in suspended animation, his...

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As words escaped constricted passage
of time from eons of layered myths,
legends of demi-gods thus linked,
in glowing rendition, with whisk on hand
the Orator with staff, sang the Eel to slumber.

As words from parched lips of orchids,...

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If sky is a sea of 
fallen flowers
and dusty diamonds 
glazed in red,
I’ll unfurl the 
saffron sun within,
stretching sandalwood 
arms of serenity,
upon gardens of 
glistening grief,
with healing herbs 
and soothing spices,
from greener grass 
of life...

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Blue ~ is the door of uncertainty,
carved with letters of lime green,
    with antique amulets
hung on sterling strings,
like teardrop dreamcatchers,
framing the anatomy
          ...

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Waiting for petrichor to rise                              ...

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Everything
it just falls down to one word
Everything
and everything I could ever say would never be enough
Everything
and I could blame denial
Denial, my beast and insomnia-tic dream
not here, not present; was it ever really there
I filed this...

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Our Star The Sun

We hither, simultaneously exposed, upon this earth go merrily around it,
As a star amidst the number's relinquished half of the energetic lifetime,
Life well-spent, we're part of its reciprocal beneficiaries earning a profit,
Business,...

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in her star-stitched
           s i l e n c e
she breathes ~
     glass-winged h o p e 
weaving angelic hymns
 ...

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  I'm phasing in a recurring monochrome dream,
    velvet whispers lead me to a sonorous stream,
  translucent visions fall as vibrating showers,
    retracing footsteps on trampled golden...

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*Image of Opening by Pixabay.

"Never forget: we walk in hell, gazing at flowers." by, Kobayashi Issa

Transcendence

Into the dawn, one yearns to be normal,
A delicate breath of precious life gifts,
Self-assesses to be supernormal,

Advantageous climbing in phasing...

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You've been gone for a while,
I needed you with me.
Where have u been?

             Was I too much??? 
     ...

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