Long Rupturing Poems

I suppose there are no new problems in the world to be exterminated,
well, I mean, of course there are as many new problems
as there are creatures having a new day today,
but I mean I suppose...

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How many more times
at deaths door ???

From the abortionist hook, I did escape.
Escape from, seems to have become my fate.

Death, around my body fell.
Grandfather, pulled me from the well.

Fell through the basement, trap door.
Straight down...

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MultiCultural Teaching and Listening

All major educational challenges,
for both consumers and producers of communication,
call for best outside/inside compassion practices
rooted in cooperative awareness of nutritional flow patterns,
contrasted against toxic stagnation entropy, apathy,
and flowering as WinEgo/WinEco-health values.

For example,
racism...

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In the manse market for a preowned spa house

Mine feeble efforts pale in comparison
to a kid scaling El Capitan
of Yosemite National Park,
nevertheless me, a dry witted husband
self emasculated milquetoast
of late ofttimes yawps imprecations
against fickle finger...

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He            started to seep himself into my shaken body              
	 ...

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Betrayed

You stand still like monuments
As umoved and unshakable as a grave
You utter words of unfathomable promise
Your stare bores into me
Drilling into my soul, piercing my heart
But your lips curve into a snide smile
That mocks and...

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HE: I felt so alive for a minute there. 
The moonlight struck your face.
Beauty fired my senses, arousing.
SHE: Tell me, I need to know you care.
HE: What will that tell you, what will it mean?...

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Now the last chime is past, this day, December the 21st is here
The world awaits the Mayan predictions, now we fear their seers

How many are waiting around like rabbits caught in the lights
Fearing to move...

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Author:
Fernando Ceballos Lachica

3HOPE

I sit alone in the dark feeling lonely
My loneliness lingers
As the last drop of rain
Have gone away
I breathe the warm rays of sunlight
And feel life's enlivening all around me
Yet, cannot dwell within me

I...

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To a "Friend", I still love
if you hear my whisper, I'll be waiting

The innocence that moistened your eyes
small fingers that cradled mine
long nights and quiet stares
conversations that lasted for hours

Gentle winds can be so scorching
aftermath...

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Listening for signs of life, but hear crickets.
Joining corridors into an open space
Dancing, laughter, vibrant 
Yet silent. 
Visions of concerts and crowds and a packed stadium.
The silence echoes through the stands and makes a faint...

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Dream is a thing cherished in making,
but a thing made is also destined to break.
If rupturing of dream is like splitting
the silence of the dark dungeon of mind,
the sound of destruction would create 
seismic waves...

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Heckled hairs, fisted fingers,
Lips lowered to the left,
Nostrils flared as red mist lingers,
Growing greater with every breathe,

Peeled teeth, chin dipped in,
A ferocious frown hides his eyes,
Concealed beneath, an invictus grin,
As shadows fall down from the...

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Here comes some times that nobody wants to see.  Just sitting there watching 
there boxed in tv.  or buying some junker pretending to be HumVee.  But that isn't 
me.  I had...

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The Sound of Colours
http://gregoryswisdom.blogspot.com.au/2015/07/the-sound-of-colours.html

Red sounds like blood dripping out through some severed artery,
Bursting out in a gush from a severed head, or limb, spluttery.
Or the hot breath of passion in the pulsing darkness, whispery.

Orange is...

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" . . . madness . . .  retain,
Which rightly should possess a poet's brain."

Michael Drayton (1563-1631) 


a writer of poems must be quite mind fractured-
we brainstorm the abyss of our thoughts
  ...

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the silence almost too heavy for my woozy body.
outside, kissing a cigarette, "goodnight",
i scuffled through the neighborhood. it was so quiet.
once i stopped moving, stopped thinking, stopped feeling...
i noticed the loudest noise.
climbing through my ears,...

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Mind-lashing words steep me deep into your olid casket of rancid oil,
soul, my blistering sore, gangrenous from your slow simmer to break-neck boil.
Pus green rupturing, your infection oozes into my core’s moaning cracks;
fissures fitfully cleaved,...

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Everyone at one time or the other have had a good time.
The world is round, the sun will rise, and all think things are fine.
For some of us in America that pretty much is true,
Are...

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Vultures swooped at fast
evading carrion;
Vespa hornet squadron buzzed;
Paparazzi psychology, ruthless
across screaming Macadam black
as the blackest slabs of night.

Sheet lightning born of
flashbulbs popping;
illuminated faces strobed
under toughened glass;
wide eyes, teeth gritted,
urging crazy dizzy velocity;
all the riches and...

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What's all this fuss about 
Haven't I furnished all your dreams 
Wildest and the untouched ones 
You Cantankerous bullheaded moron .
Your  beastly charm woos me so much
So that I completely asphyxiate myself 
Bent on...

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Ice cold, bitter in its wake
The last truly cold autumn that touched the world
A precipice of endless promise
For those willing to leap in it

Those words meant nothing, were nothing
Nothing but a flimsy plastic shield
To deflect...

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I dread closing my eyes 

Because when I do,

The sane, real world around me dissolves

Replaced instead by an inner monster 

Rising up from the deep dark depths of my mind

I make it sound like I...

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In the middle of the first date,
a troubling thought progression occurs:
The computer in me
calculates
success probability
of insertion of
tongue in cheek
at point zero three
Something in the conversation
has gotta change
this imminent failure trajectory
Input date gradient variable:
Nerd ... inverse...

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O!  Afterthought, Thou art a stern Taskmaster!
Thy Glare’s as gentle, as is Sun on Snow!
O!  Heart!  Would She have stayed, if I had asked her?

Admittedly, there’s no grimmer disaster,
Than sudden fury rupturing...

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