Long Pliable Poems

"Oak" 

The guardians
stood around and 
shook their heads

great thoughts 
quivering 
from the ground, roots up, 

as if to walk 
confidently 
with great armies

yet hesitation 
was witnessed
in their waving gestures

perplexed 
and touching 
green crowns, 

there they...

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Picture this..? Seedy joint.'mediocre comedy one Kiev night.
Hunky billionaire bored and sour, joins his guests Uneventful hour.?
A pan faced man is on the stage, mocking life with inward rage.
George faintly get the vibe, listens more...

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“Have you noticed the pounding against the opening of the cavern,” Lumi asked him?
     “I have,” Joulupukki responded.  “Whatever it is seems to be trying to force their way in....

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The chilled musky air torments the aging Saxon stone;
whistling through the aisles, the sound reverberating
as it sweeps along the colonnade.
Moonlight penetrates ancient glass stained windows,
initiating reflected shadows, as an innocent mind pulsates tempestuously,
he who was...

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Lava pours to staunch a ruptured womb, green mists warn from the pit of one to walk from it, slick and groomed.

It is hard to believe we have to put up with this shat.
Where are...

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Such an interesting color, Rodger -
Green - like our mysterious calico eyes?
Yes?

You?
An idiot savant submits
into me - a blooming
garden of emerald delights? Like our
first encounter - regulated and raw (green).
Drawing our hunter-hued
curtains closed and tittering
in...

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As deepening silence and stillness become our fulcrum
We cognise an energy grid dividing form vertically 
We flow with awareness at the pivot of the pendulum 
Whilst witnessing the meridian coming to life magically!

Our attention now...

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“God bless us all when the door is shut behind us, 
only then will we breathe our first breath,
and awake 
from the long dream…”


Forging past the indisputable summit onto the 
shelf of the perfect medium...

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After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard...

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After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard...

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After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard...

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Who’s Texas oil rich, just five-feet-six
and always seems to get out of a fix?
He’s married with four kids, and eyes bright blue -
a guy you love to hate. . . Still need a clue?

He came...

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I will call you 'Darling'
You asked it of me, after all
The significance doesn't matter ... nor the motive
Naught but the request ...
My positronic pathways are designed for compliance
Not cognizance or inquiry
I can simulate discussion and...

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"SHE'S HERE!!!....SHE'S HERE!!!"


   This waiting is murder!........Even though I will be seeing her shortly.
Anticipation has already reduced me to well beyond that substance called jelly in that full bowl!
   I am...

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(buzzfeeding, kickstarting, needling darn noggin)

An effort to recall word, phrase,
musician... indigenous tribe...
most frustrating literary
endeavor to das scribe

aggravating enough to sub
bourbon spur teetotaler to imbibe
and/or nsync, whereby soul searching
devil's advocate demands bribe.

Lil brokeback Engelbert Humperdinck
(born Arnold...

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“He is out there again.”
It was said in a menacing way.  One check-out woman to another,
In front of me, the customer.
It startled me.
Someone was out there.
But who?

Was he there for a solid reason,
Or was...

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Sun-kissed sand seeping warm softness through loose fingers
Gritty bits of sea worn shells clinging to sweaty palms
Endless stretches of churning salty skirts, swirling soft sand offerings
Timeless routine unless confined to an hour glass; then time...

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Children, our most treasured wealth shouldn’t grow maimed
In joyful living and the art of life, they need to be groomed

At a young age when they are flexible and pliable
A mother’s gentle guidance will help them...

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Butterfly wing door vestibule builds anticipation  
Shuffled, carpet muffled greetings, familiar embraces                     
Piloted by...

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They come in to gripe.
	They come in to bounce, ideas off me.
                       ...

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As I sit underneath my fabled willow
Alone and wrought within an empty earth
The sky is blackened before all I see
The heavens open, its tears reach for me
Cooing, crooning upon my wretched birth
Washing clean the illusions...

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What he forgot 
while he was lying 
on the beach
wriggling his toes
in the warm sand
thinking it pliable 
with the sensual 
hand-in-hand,
was that given 
enough heat, 
sand melts,
becomes glass,
not so pliable 
it has the capacity 
to...

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We were visiting good old Niagara Falls, the most beautiful place on earth. With its waterfall cadences and fresh lit sun, who could ask for anything more.  Hand in hand we strolled together wearing...

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The river bends, and the river breaks.
The mind, so pliable, so fragile.
In relation in the oddest ways.
The river effortlessly wanders through the landscape,
The mind effortlessly travels through fact, fiction, and contradiction.
The river exceeds its banks,...

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Forced my hand!

After being scourged, scorched, sored and sold by love, l was no more a believer for she was a deceiver!
The nights l wept alone expecting roses from a company of two, oh what...

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