Long Recoiling Poems

Pellucid pachyderms wade across
the purpling River Manjees
and Tozzath watches from the bank, 
the seat of his maroon pantaloons soaked with mud,
his nostrils flaring with the fragrance of ombadalias,
whose lacey petals flutter
like the wings of long-dead...

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foisted upon her was the merry go round crystal chandelier

it stuck in her beautiful mind like a beacon of flaming desire

of clouds fried by a cuckoo with an indestructible socket

her eyes wide upon pupils dilated...

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I dread the United States presidential 2024 outcome...

Whereby yours truly presages and doth abhor
nothing short of an imminent civil war
dwarfing insurrection on January 6, 2021
oddly enough even reducing
ordinary decibels to a mute whisper
madding crowd trumpeting...

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We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and that's clear where he'd spent his life.
Downstairs had been quite...

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A tale told by trees, rooted
in the things that yearn
far from sight and light of day
deep within the earth…
Wisdom, cautious, heeds -
woe befalls one who disturbs
a tale told by trees.

Long ere innocence was lost,
drinking deep...

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How many people with foreboding palpitations
have I seen slip from middle age and slide into old age?
They slither into their last refuge, the dirt hole,
and ignorantly nestle into the forever unknown life stream

The ones who...

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In the flickering of the ethereal candlelight, as the greenish blue flame
Burns dimly against the ancient mirror of reflections, the necromancer
Chants in rhythms rhythmic undertones, stirring the rippling pools of
Illusions, between the divisions of altered...

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Put a sail to me, I'll cross the seven seas
I'll just sink with the ship
that hasn't carried me that far
it's battered and dilapidated
but I'm too lackadaisical to try and fix it
who do I appear to...

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Recoiling on the bitter tones                              ...

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Where does my conscious go, when demons raise their fiery eyes, 
They steal my very soul, killing all which is sanctified,
Engulfed by instant fears, no longer hearing loved ones cries, 
The beast within appears, telling...

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sometime after the evident end
a relavent beginning can start
if we are not rigid, but able to bend
we can learn to open up our heart
many sorrows have receeded into memory
though our sadness still weighs so much
the...

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repugnant racist republican reviled - rickettsia re:itch ruler. 
rapaciously ravaged revered reverential rubric. 
radical ruthless renegade rapidly riotously rips rigged ramparts. 
refrains retaining remnant redolent regal, resplendent rafters.
riches rudely rupture rooted rectified rights.
ruckus ricochets revenant...

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Words on the wall.
Go with Paul.
So profound.
Like a crystal ball.
Okay, all coming back.
Should have read.
Julie, will you go with Paul.
But it didn’t.
Surely a message.
A deeper meaning.
Check the celestial phone.
A message awaits.
You dirty lying scummbag, drop...

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Everybody still has bits and pieces that make us human, traits from a time before we became convoluted replicas unwittingly tracing our steps to the grave. We all started with hearts full of desire, souls...

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timing is everything
pretty much anytime 
anyhow anyplace                    

morning noon or evening     ...

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gaslight me the movie
of my underdeveloped consciousness 
give me a hand 
take thine arm
without the silent treatment 
and a thank you 
for the mind fook
hoovering is not allowed  

this is not magic but it...

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Cold shower today - (early afternoon)
September eighth two thousand
and nineteen more challenging than June
dog days of summer test tolerance
to feel alive and bark at the moon

hypothetically imagining myself
alone in the (suburban) wilderness
fabricating, envisioning crossing pontoon
bridge...

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When you stood on the bridge
He along stood firmly by your side.
When you almost fell off the edge 
That courage he never tried to hide. 

With his artful kind and peaceful mind 
The Portrait belongs...

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They fight for freedom and struggle to be heard. 
When words and platitudes fail, they take up arms, 
and force their opinions and beliefs upon the world; 

loudly proclaiming their faith.  Firing bullets of...

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Drawn to his whistling we’d skip along that path,
Locked onto the shed’s old wireless; tinny and taught with his tune,
Dust waiting for our arrival by the door, yet 
Now you wouldn’t even know it was...

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In war, no glory confides absolutely.
Or is resolute in its righteousness.
Its essence holds no certainties nor goal...nor future.
Clear objectives fade... Justification merely a work in progress.
Clandestine agendas drive enmity across air, sea, sand and meadow.
Misdirected.
Towards...

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Far away from the discomfort under my skin
My soul rejoices
Recoiling at sorrows that like a pointed pin
Pricks my choices

Stealing my freedom
Drinking my peace of mind
Shoving me yonder the kingdom
Where once I lived unkind and blind

Pinned...

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As begin to fall the autumn leaves from trees
Soon the winter will bring cold breeze
There are still few bees
Sipping nectar which they change sap of honeys’ 
 
The chestnuts like hail in park will fall
The...

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Eyes swelling with stars as the Sun seems just within your fingers reach,
Hands frozen with icy regret while puffed clouds of dreams suckle rain like a leech,
Drops of tears slipping past the sunshine as heavens...

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Obstructing the Time's line-of-sight recoiling abruptly,
neither a fallen hand-held folder nor a glance stolen away,
counterfeiting emotional disturbance but sounds to mastery,
executive officers waiting for the day-to-day updated reports.

Unloading Time's viscous cycle of exhaust onto the...

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