Long Reclusion Poems

I have a friend whose name is HOPE, who years ago lost his way.
Not only had he disappeared physically, but he was also going astray.          ...

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Most people notice my sunny disposition,
 one that can cause blindness & irreparable skin damage.
They remark on the fact that all of my poetry
 is so cheerful and positive,
 wonder how a person who finds...

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I’m a man of many theories 
based on life and death alone,
With my human head buried 
intrinsically in the ground,
A limited lack of imagination 
stymied by reason I’ve found. 

If I’m to find real answers
must...

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A few quiet hours of solitude, detached from life by choice,
      Apart and withdrawn from humanity - the world;
Solitude, tranquility - O, sweet the peace and quiet,
   ...

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There was a time with raging blaze

          when suspension lost track

               ...

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Power of Journeys

New horizons speak in hope and pull me to Pablo Neruda’s country
                   ‘Twenty poems of...

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To you my quondam friend!
I made myself a heretic through the sacrament 
                      ...

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"...Dominus orationem meam suscepit."


Burning his little jelly bottom raw,
He blisters in his liquid greenish poop.
He has no means to summon us at all 
To drain the acid swamp of split pea soup.
Except to scream, a...

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When trouble finds my place in time

		I stick to rhythm meter rhyme

			The planet wobbles out of kilter

	Poetry is my lens reflection filter

As virus sheds its ugly eerie mask's persona

			I can be stronger than corona

	Isolation and...

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Oh My God

You can do it alone Sissy don’t be a ‘sour puss’
All that rolling a stone uphill is best done in utter

		~ Reclusion ~

Oh Godot all that waiting and never to come
Almost there and...

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When It Is Winter

Whence from shine the seasons to whom and to where

High on snow peaked mountains sits the Buddha under a fir tree

Exalted warm in the glow of change and stillness he mediates

Never ending...

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Enigmatic Lane

This enigmatic lane-
I’ve walked long.
And now I see
Only barren lands,
A mere setting sun,
And a vague horizon.

I turn to look back
Along this enigmatic lane.
And then I see
Those umpteen vicissitudes,
Those sudden meanders,
Those familiar turns,
Those abrupt detours.

Down...

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Through report the world 
  came to you, corresponding
    through reclusion on
	terms your own.

Your first-rate grasp of
  third-hand knowledge,
    coupled with a dash of
	hesitancy, and you were...

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The rain pelted around me and washed away my purity
Leaving me bared, exposed in my femininity
Now, instead of puzzling over my reclusion, 
The whole world shall gape at my vulnerability!

Why, if only I could just...

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