Long Rare earth Poems

We are the days that we’ve become. 
moments dripping gifted from
the lounging clocks in rolling melted sightings, 
given by the gifted madness of a soulmate’s fightings. 

Our lives wrapped up in phrases coined
in books like,...

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Over our collective figurative eyes commander in chief pulls wool...

because you watch
and see that democracy will unspool
military (intelligent)
industrial complex tool
at Trump's beck and call,
where hardened soldiers
train the crosshairs of their firearms
against innocent bystanders,
especially targeting
supposedly nonestablishmentarians
(like...

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         O The Mothcode, Umm Yes

            The Dance of Light :

In twilight’s silverly hush, where shadows...

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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to...

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              If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. 
Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D...

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Eldest daughter – I Praise

Twenty two years ago
     December twenty second,
two thousand eighteen
"star student" born
this papa (and most
     likely thee birth mother)
     initially...

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                   We sail on the waves of celestial artistry,
        ...

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From "rare earth for aid" to blank check security guarantee, Zelensky recently made a series of blind concession to Trumpery, who trumpeted long and long for a "peace" deal with the invader. Everybody has a...

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Utah cringes as hacked Ocotillo turn carnivorous,
spitting psychoactive pollen into the atmosphere,
dusting entire subdivisions.

The victims wander,
searching eagerly for where sunlight is strongest.
A part of their backbrain
gets tickled by the sun
at an angle our old pituitary...

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My cell phone rings, and my watch display shows that it’s my mother calling. 
I press the connect button on my steering wheel and immediately my Mums weak Scottish lilted voice fills the cabin of...

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Dedication:
To God and Innocence 


Today was a day born of imagery.
As if born from a child's dream.

The leaves were swirling, golden and crimson, 
auburn and cream.
So scent treant, alive, it deemed.
The sound breezed softly, 
churning...

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The embers of day glow on the horizon edge. 
I see the carriage coming afar. 
Another day has past away we morn its demise, 
Twilight has spread its deep indigo hued wings across the face...

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I. BISMUTH  [83]
rainbow-sheened cubist castles -- silver-pink of hue 

II. IODINE  [53]
gunmetal grey crystals sublime -- and billow purple 

III GALLIUM  [31]
metallic grey and stiff -- melting in a cordial clasp

IV. HELIUM...

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We had Gumby
 and Pokey,
And Sanford & Son.
   We had Mark Spitz,
And Monty Python.

   We had Lenny Bruce,
And Chips.
   We had the Sex Pistols,
And A Ballroom Blitz.

  ...

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Up the polished ceiling above my bed
In my bedroom resting for a while,
A camouflaged lizard crawls his webbed feet
With dead silence in his spider tongue
Hunting a fly nearby in languorous mood
So unconscious of to-be catastrophe
Bony...

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Up the polished ceiling above my bed
In my bedroom resting for a while,
A camouflaged lizard crawls his webbed feet
With dead silence in his spider tongue
Hunting a fly nearby in languorous mood
So unconscious of to-be catastrophe
Bony...

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Written By:  D. Collins 6/21/25


The longevity of hate has a wide-ranging girth.
It lies dormant for a while then has a drastic rebirth.
Since the 12th century hate has destroyed many populations.
The glimmer of gold, theft...

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An ancient facade
Of wood and flesh entwined
A dream half-dream in flesh discard
Something undefined
Mechanical sublime
Where soul intertwined 
A silent regime 
In between space n time 
where tears have never dried
Crumbling deity
Crafted by the Artist's hand
Fragile is...

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Golden are your hours
Slipping into the sea
Suns rays reach
touching the tower
Golden are your eyes
Alight with infernal power
Bleeding amber fire
From delicate lips
Light stretches out from behind
Golden is your breath
Plums of mist delicate
laced intricate grace
Golden is your...

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Rare earth materials in cars and phones
help us hear and travel and stay in touch.
Much of human capital is in loans,
funding needs like a societal crutch.

Every device turns over in a year
to support immediate stock...

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What is Ukraine's war really for?
How about funds from rare earth ore
Hear Lynsey Graham shout
"We'll keep Putin out!"
And stash trillions in our cash drawer

Ukraine has 0.4% of the Earth’s surface but about 5% of the...

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Under the crystalline spires 
Of your blue sky 
Wind is sharp 
Carries summers fire
Colors flare here and there 
In the frosty air 
New birth on a rare Earth
Gold, crimson, sapphire blaze 
In the coming new...

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