Long Sapless Poems

There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds my vision
in hopes it leads me to the temple of...

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There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds my vision
in hopes it leads me to the temple of...

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Vast skies, the tiny drop’s soul now ascending
Dying, to heaven helplessly heading
On the ground,a corps, dried, into vapor turning.
Hard-hearted heat, its flesh mercilessly still biting.

A condoling cloud the driblet’s life saving
Caring,on its back with compassion...

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Immorality conquered the mind of youth
Devil in disguise they called it fun
God's word and devotees consider boring 
Motivation from insanity
A generation living on the knife-edge of reality and a twisted fantasy 
Choosing visionless minds their...

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Money name fame 
take it all 
and buy me peace 
save me from my fall 
I ran on easy street 
like a deranged man 
but when i looked back 
chilling winter wind palpitated my heart...

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A small path 
stippled with the print
of wind slurries,
it runs along a snowy edge,
scrub-oak nails down 
tilting stumps of ice. 
  
How old must the year become
before a cockled bark 
sheds its wind-blighted hide?

The...

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The summer sun sucked the simmering sky desert dry,
clumps of grey cloud spawned by the moist horizon,
torn in thwarted winds of failed storm they tried to fly. 
The clusters desiccated except for a pained lone...

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Current Events


Frozen pants dance stiffly
to the mad beat of sapless
drumsticks choreographed
by a wicked whimsy of the
winds baton.  Birds cling
tightly knowing that if the
gale subsides for but a moment
they will fall over, be blown
like feathered...

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The cud I rechewed // in the riverside // was from a sett of dreadful hemlock // that struck the aquifers of my soul.

Blight glue my night // as mournful as the grave-in my streets...

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He was a sapless namby-pamby
but my cousin loved the idea that he was a blank canvas
She had taken other canvases and turned them into Pollocks and Rembrandts
Or so she thought…..

She would paint him in vibrant...

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1.Can love be constrained?
lover’s tears reveal.	
2.Love-less live selfish but
loving men generous.
3.Fruit of body and
soul is love.
4.Love sprouts longing which
metamorphoses lovely friendship
5.Ecstasy of kind-hearted is
reward of love.
6.For ignorants love, charity
but for gallants?
7.As sun burns worms
charity harms...

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the street curves away from my window
three white parallels of traffic windrows
shivering in almost invisibly falling snow
the tightly clenched rhododendron fingers
show temperature as well as any mercuric expansion
leafless sapless twiggy limbs hold fat puffed snowbirds
as...

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