Long Plenitude Poems

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So cramped ...
Strain to move,
Flex and budge in tiny increments ...
That's the limit.
Constantly testing, trying,
Pushing, pressing ...
Constrict, exert, constrict, struggle,
Spin slowly, push ...
That's it. That's all.
Nothing more.
But it helps ... relief,
A body sigh ...
But only...

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Left reduces speech to Either/Or RightWing default,

Win with Ego NumberOne
means Lose for EcoZeroZone Abundance.

Eastern RightYin
childlike Both/And extroversion
emerges Zero becoming cooperative
co-arising
Ego HealthZone,
adolescent eco-introverting
West as robust Left Discernment.

Timeless ZeroZone Left-Right Consciousness,
so innocent of LeftBrain's emerging RightWing Ego...

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In me, you have a place where you can stay,
To talk with life, to dream and to dispel
This hell that seems like heaven, where pain is borrowed.
Let ships sail across waters,
In search of a deserted...

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APRIL TO THRILL ME

                My Birth-Month April appears in mirth.
          ...

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Professed, nonwarranted kinfolk attest upon the secret florist
Herald stewards, forbear! Striplings, go not to entice the fawn’s forest 
Yonder snowy peaks, betwixt pearls, radiates the pinkest amethyst
Amidst, thy gently sloping curves, hymns of harmony praise...

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The darkness, now descending, floods the city as it dies
while shadows lurk in legions 'neath the looming Evil Eye.
Its frozen stare envelops all, it penetrates and pries,
denouncing loathed dissenters to the keepers in the sky....

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It was a lifetime ago, but it seems as though
                      it was just last...

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We ponder Pandora as the person preordained
to unleash a plethora of plagues upon our persons.

But here's what I heard:
Pandora had two sisters,
Persephone and Proserpina.
Pandora perused poetry 
while Persephone practiced petite-point.
But Proserpina possessed the predilection
for picking...

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the inside attempting to outside
each with its own absurd shopping list
we are after all composite beings
clumps and aggregates and glomerations
made up from all the faces we have seen
all the people we have imagined to have...

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Show them that a fair deal is still one to be honoured in your shores
             no one will take more than what is...

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In the eye of the hurricane, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : En el ojo del hurracan

(Ninth in the collection : Metafora del Desafuero, published – according to the editor, Alejandro 
Duque Amusco – not...

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A TRIBUTE TO CHARLES SPENCER CHAPLIN

      I bow to
                   First International Star
...

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I am trying to relate to the strategy of rhyme,
Using words to titillate from the droll to the sublime.
Do I write "a rime that scintillates" to describe a ghost
Of frost? I consult the information highway...

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And Into Eternity We Were Destined, Paired

I dreamt of the romantic silken bed we shared
As night's heaving soft-breath matched your beauty divine
And into eternity we were destined, paired
To eat love's sensual feast, forever entwined.

Among the...

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What if the city streets rolled up, and Malthus resurrected
As the sun rose at night and stars skipped upon the sea?
What if the tales of doom were doomed, and earth opened
Like an egg and hatched...

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'Twas a timeless and starless era of dense obscurity.
But there! a self-perpetuating luminary--the deity:
Being of old, the first around.
No one knows his age... those numbers abound.
His name subdivides into many.
He can be called by any.
This...

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Of The Full Sum And The Withering Of The Vine

As whispering grass across moaning plains
so flows beautiful rays in morn's soft breath
signs, vestiges of mankind's earthen gains
are as time's snowflakes, melting unto death.

0' why does...

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MY HEART IS FULL

          My heart is full of joy also, tears
         Carrying carefully years after years.
 ...

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I need your ultra desperation
your ultra conflagration of love making exhilaration,
I want your ultra shout and pout
give me your slap attack
the amber of your abuse, the saffron of your emotions,
I crave the playful plenitude of...

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Fall softly, wee one, here ... fall softly
    to your repose, drift the dark like a
        feather! You are perfection, defined,
    ...

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From Sea, Earth And Sky, All The In Betweens

So sweet, splashing waves of Spring's fawning crest
beauty dear sent at Nature's kind behest,
vivid sprouting colors, its brilliant sheen
fresh dawn's soft-born glows, its peacock like preen!

Invigorating as...

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"Plenitude" 

a full circle 

centre point 
the dream, it 
swiftly approaches

through storms
walking on oceans
like devotion 

bare feet take

glass surfaces
breaking 
the vigil

for the mirror bleed 

part of the waking
vessel displacement 
passing over rough seas

through fiery 
St...

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The winter has in store a vast supply
        of church cantatas, Christmas gifts, and joy;
           of Santa, snowball...

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