Long Sedentary Poems

"Sick Art"



I walk the streets
still and quiet
I do not lie
I do not betray
what the heart belies
pickled kidneys 

I am a ghost
of my former self

ears lent to hear 
the sweet music
of the sounds so fraught
caught up...

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"Paper Tigers"



eyes mark slow time
spotting leopard rhyme
never changing its spots
black balled
white pops
the want-to-be bees
sting the dripping honey spot

slapping cards down
kitty pots are shuffled
bluffing intelligentsia
between the gaps
flatulent poets floss their teeth
waxing lyrical strings
tied to the weary...

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Strategically placed when raised 
Upwards
By your masterful and well 
Practiced hand.
To mingle with ever changing 
Skylines 
That frown down with arrogant 
Scowls
Upon the indigenous populous of 
This just and tolerant island.
To study and pontificate upon...

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15.4
“You are not the body
You do not have a body
You neither do nor enjoy
You are Awareness only--the timeless Witness
You are free
Go in happiness”

15.5
“Attachment and aversion
are attributes of the mind
You are not the mind
You are Consciousness...

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 Was privileged to have sedentary on the seashore in seraphic poetic submersion;
 the ringing sounds from the distant horizon made me entirely lost in  speculation;
 when the sounds of waves from far nimbly...

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5.1
“You are immaculate,
touched by nothing.
What is there to renounce?
The mind is complex—let it go
Know the peace of dissolution”

5.2
“The universe arises from you like foam from the sea
Know yourself as One
Enter the peace of dissolution”

5.3
“Like an...

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Alfredo always abhorred angry approaches
After an amigo accosted after an argument
And, afterward, Alfredo abstained arguing,

Because blackening bruises betrayed blather
Berniccio blindly behaved better, bravely
Becoming brotherly before blasting bullies!

Carefully commandeering calmer Carlos,
Claiming cool comradeship courageously
Communicated clever candid...

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Five miles of neatly spaced suckered palm planted 
Bustling promenade,
Not withstanding a provincial cafe-culture 
Of restaurants and exciting little bars,
Enhance upon regal elegance of the crammed hotels
Regency period style facades;
Their fashionable shadows slowly lifting and...

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pause for a moment of silence
before continuing your day
to bless your lucky stars
that you were born within these 
borders
which increase every day their campaign
to keep others out or to send those back
whom have established families...

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What is this period, which illustrates the weak motions 
of dull blades, and misguided swings?

I am an unfortunate imitator, as the fearless edge I once 
owned, has faded prominently among the flock as well. 
It...

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Couched in the
     concept of a well,
     (which supplied the water
     for faded glory of "Glen Elm),"
     my boyhood...

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“Hyacintho Caelum” 



salvus me
per poetica
Hyacintho Caelum
advenit
sicut turbo
in pluvia

red life reigns
poetry awakens
opening 
gifts again

a gain

Life 
mysterious 
calls us all forward
metronome time
constantly calling 

the call 
it never changes

the poets’ Majesty
pleasure through 
the wrecking balls
dropping white and 
black...

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A view of the ragged woodland from
The window:-
Slender branched trees that shed
From high above to low below;
The faint, mauven peaks
Smattered with barely visible
Scatterings of drifted snow;
Across the matted undergrowth
A bronzed carpet of copper coloured
Leaves
Whose rusting...

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By Sashi. Prabhu(zeauoxian) 1/3/2012.

Often, I glimpse from my roof top garden, leftward,
From the sedentary swing but I know the descent of woodpeckers have soared.

From the vertical column sans  a crown of leaves  of...

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eyeing the current environment---
the ins & outs of everyday mediocrity,
that which for most is nothing less than a mundane pledge
whereby swimming with the stream, abiding all the preformed
parameters &
echoing the culmination of
listlessness
bound by increasing sedentary...

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Though predictability prevails
     pertaining to my life,
     nonetheless a pronounceable zeal
bestirred from writing,
     and reading (no surprise),
     which literary...

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A Cheeky View of Our World's History

God's 'hammer' killed most dinosaurs and gave small mammals' space
to be no lizard's dinner guests (where they were "flesh de jour.")
I wonder 'wrongs' they did (don't you?) to earn...

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Excuse me Miss
I have no intention of harming your shade,
But the seat you left vacant for me is rather 
absent. 
Absent of roses I could finally romance into 
smelling, absent of yin that could relax...

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Our oath is our soul keeping 
our joys are from smoking and drinking,
From the cannabis we cultivate a seeing
a laughter from the suffering 
A tear for the living memory
from the raw uncut winery 
We feel...

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Sweet September, see how splendidly she shines!
Subtlety submitting seasonal splendour, she
swamps summer’s splendiferous sights,
by stealthily shrouding splendid scenery, 
with suffused sensuous, sybaritic, scenarios!
Sublimely serene, she spatters and splashes
slivers of saffron, sepia and sienna shades,
slapdash over...

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The lazy consciences
of the long yawn, credulity class
work so hard
to be an American Idle

“Care less” is their toga motto

You gotta have Roman candle aspiration
Pleb effigy be the 
burning goal of a finger-twiddling nation

Fiddle sticks 
always...

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Going not into graphic detail
Of what the scriptures entail
For each meditation 
Upon its delineation
An inscrutable mystery
A fathomless trajectory
Meant for that one spiritual explorer alone
Words mere symbols not etched in stone

It is the subtle essence
Of the...

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A human race of relay and replay,
Their soles push off unforgiving exteriors
And are kept on track by applauded obedience.
Their recurrently blistered hearts
Become calloused by an aura of expectation.

Hedonism is a fort where their souls sit...

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Life journey simple
Let us see how it went
Beginning with thoughts nimble
Entrapped by ego which would not relent 

Let us then separate wheat from the chaff
Lest our tale become too long and weary
Bubbling along through many...

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As I
Soak in hummingbird’s exhale
I feel tragic sonatas
Trying to chain
Trying to crucify
My sedentary grip on instability

I smell the repugnant commoner
Blasting scattered shots
Against yesterday’s decent

I became the handsome error again.

The godfather of uplifting idle minds
Sedated within...

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