Long Sempiternal Poems

Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with  no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from their sempiternal dreams of a free land. 

Their bare weapon...

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Ethereal lanterns of our divine light in the sacred flame of our deep love, illuminating the sanctuary of our souls in sparkling nights of elysian bliss, the mergence of our spirits in the resplendency of...

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Sometimes, when 
your sparkling spirit 
waltzes with me 
to the perfumed 
periwinkle grooves 
of saffron breezes, 
I'm lost in a forever gaze, 
within those 
flickering ferns
of a nascent nightmare, 
where I ain't any 
velvet-purple orchid,...

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The Revenant pt. 2 - Leviæthan
 
                        I

'neath the grim pallor of...

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One day I decided to go and sit in the park.
I sought fresh inspiration and a new muse!
My decision was the perfect panacea done on a lark.
In no way would my spirit this time me...

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Written: September 21, 2023

Immanent yet transcendent Contest        Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker 
God is both fully transcendent and utterly immanent – extensively beyond us but genuinely with us. By...

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Late at night, in the secret chamber far apart
A valiant knight, stands there, put his hand on his heart:
“With this ring, I plight unto thee my troth till death!”
She’s slumbering, the damsel in distress. Her...

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 We had a sempiternal sort of love. We endured nightmares of broken glass and hours of pure bliss. It seemed strange how he loved me the way that he did. See, I was always...

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Am I fitful,
fluctuating, fluid  
thin compass waver
as I jubilantly weave
lilac tree vignettes 
that weep or chortle,
rainbow figment curtain
rashly wished upon
in grain smudge zephyr
garnet sand raw vehicle 
garden common opal 
transit sidestep
to a multiverse 
of...

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Ravishing Predawn Vision, Return To Me

My panacea, vision shining forth, wee hours of morn
Her chatoyant hair, flowed in my all consuming dreams
Her demure gaze, always smiling, never a look of scorn
In paradise, ingénue bathing in...

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The glamour of her skin faded
 like late-afternoon sunbeams 
that settled  on rose petals 'dust

But , not the light in her wide chatoyant eyes
That light was still  glowing bright
Like a  freshly washed...

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Written: December 31, 2023, For Unseeking Seeker Contest
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“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As...

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Standing in the tallest grass
With whispers, phantoms in the wind
I held aloft my one true love's last wish:
   That I come find her by the waves

It was all that I had
By which I...

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My Journal ~ September 04 / September 06 ~ 2010


A Trip To Belize 

DAY 1

I travel the winding roads of euphony upon the hummingbird highway 
the ancient forests stand proud pulling every dream from with...

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A oval,round,bright and eccentric light slowly
sways in front of my eyes,I feel like the eyes
of the mountain,I have seen it all, I feel like 
the leaf of tallest tree, I feel the blood of a
lion...

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Often, I get lost in my thoughts,
   in my inglenook by my hearth-
      I unwind knots;
all need these quiet spots,
        ...

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Chatoyant: Having a changeable luster. A chatoyant stone or gemstone, such as the cat's-eye.
Cynosure: Something or someone who is the centre of attention.
Demure: shy and modest 
Glamour: defined as the elegant, exciting or attractive quality...

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she stood elongated, straddling her memory like horseback-
wanting and needing more time to reset her mind - back to reality 

she wonders if dusk will bring another ebon night, 
or if tomorrow doesn’t arrive, will...

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We walked home
Hand in hand
You were just a girl
me a boy 
pretending to be a man

We held tightly to our nothing
Wrapping it fully within the wanting
Not really knowing 
who we were 
or what we were...

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~they embraced in their dalliance~
her appetency held a depth so deep he just couldn’t 
resist placing his hands around her barren waste
(she reaches for him with ardor)

for tonight was auspicious and ebullience showered 
them with...

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Relaxing on a lovely fatherland verdant, silky hills.
It overwhelms us and absorbs us with all its gravity.
You are so close to me; gap is shrinking, god wills. 
Luminous joy in this phantasmagoric love's audacity.

It overwhelms us...

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Mom told me once that 
Her cat's eye necklace
Was a favorite.
There was something about it
That filled it with glamour.
Years later I learned it appealed
To her because it was chatoyant.

A few decades ago, 
Every ingenue was...

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In the fresca of her reckless dream
were halos, multi-colored 
Cynosure is simply glowing
with glamour, never knowing 
the dream, the wish, her fantasy
is fragile reverie
Is a place to fear, will waste her years
and where her whims...

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They lived their laudable lives through ethereal eyes,
Calamitous chambers to chastise, too soon to canonize…
A heart of liquid gold, their strength & beauty to behold,
In bearing their blindfold, left alone in the caliginous cold.

Sacrificial to...

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Written: August 07, 2023
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Within the depths of soliloquy,
A voice unfolds in a sempiternal plea,
Seeking solace in the scintilla of rhyme,
Guiding us through the corridors of time.

In surreptitious whispers, it speaks,
Through every word, a story leaks,
A...

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