Long Shriveling Poems

There once was a species
with one sacred EarthTribe Vocation
provoking polyphonic yearnings,
polypathic necessities
responsibilities
authority spaces

There once was a NewTribe health plan
divinely humane for ecodancing,
ego listening cooperative well-said choreography
to sing GoodNews wondrous anthems
of global theological geography
to worship politically...

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As I ascend the podium, a predator of piquant pontifications, my eyes ravage the assemblage of adversaries, their countenances a canvas of consternation and morbid fascination. The atmosphere is heavy with the miasma of malignant...

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I awoke the next day, with a soft smile,
Not awakened by the screeching and the moaning of the demons beside,
But of the intense breathing of my collaborator,
Crouching above me, glaring me down with eyes abhorred
Though...

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Four of eight decades rest in the past
So fortunate but how long can this last
I’ve romanced, loved and married
Living a life ever so harried

Raising a family, I’ve worked hard
A successful career achieved without fear
I’ve traveled...

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Feel my curling vines surround this unyielding fence
For years they have been tightly gripped against your rust
Above us, a darkened raincloud,
Threatening lightning and stinging sorrows…
Though instead of indifference, I feel the aftermath of your thunder
That...

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Now let us forget foreign captains
And Conquistadores myth
That colors the morning exuberantly
With exotics wars and phony fathers
Like a fine lady strolling along a rotten street
I have tasted lemon
And though I wince at my tongue's
Sharp reaction
I...

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All my thoughts evolve around you
Like planets orbiting the dazzling sun
All my dreams were spent on you and you were my priceless diamond 
But, all of my hope is shriveling away
Like paper in the raging...

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Where once verdant rolling highlands...

Spanned into infinite vista
far as these myopic eyes can see
now yellowing Whitmanesque
leaves of grass encompass field of vision.

Nary a dark dreadnaught cloud in sight,
nor unbeknownst if/when threatening storm
looms on horizon slaking...

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She rose from the table moving slowly to the sink. This was not her favorite time, too much time to think.  Her body moved from memory now, the right bit of dish detergent, she...

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Nicotine death
                                 ...

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Before my mid-life realization
My life was like
Sitting naked 
In an empty bathtub

With my knees 
To my chin
My arms wrapped tightly 
Around my thighs
A blank expression 
Upon my face

My skin 
Dry and shriveling 
From lack 
Of...

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We did not then believe our lives were written in the sun
And mapped no circle of the stars
Or even the moments brightness when the meteors run
We only saw the land filled with scars:
  ...

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Standing in the wings, on the periphery

of her cultivated world, inhibited only by

station and space, my head slowly spins

into her orbit, my eye lids twitter nervously,

my titillated ears vibrate, my hands tremble,

inner being disassembles, kneeling...

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Let It Be HP


On another poetry site
the winding road 
took me for a ride
from the top of the mountain
to the bottom,
at least in my eyes.
Along the way my confidence
inflated.
It grew,
especially with increasing
reader views.
This was good,
seeing...

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Shades of leaves wavering from mauve to ember
colour my lavender spirits in days of November.
When lustrous autumn blankets silently reap,
my glorious desires in ecstasy drench me deep.

A corridor of withering dandelions in dreams
simmers soothing secrets...

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I witness you fading away,
The winds blow frantically
They are against us, as all are

Little fire, rise in my cupped hands
Be it my life I shield from the elements so unfeeling?

Little fire, brighten as I feed...

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I shoo away 
  all my twisted creations
 (I can’t let them taint this
      With the vileness
           I spawned...

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Seasons have changed their weathered cycles here
A frigid frost frolics on dead dry air.
Old man winter is summoned now so soon
It is a cranky world and a coatless moon
And through it shivering the homeless roam
Like...

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Letters congeal, to words.
Words anneal to sentences,
which tell a story,
painted as images,
imagined in the mind's eye,
trying to emulate what
the eye sees briefly,
on the see-saw.

A glint of sunlight,
caught slanted and sharp
on windowpane reflected,
stabbed in pain
with shad...

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*Image of Stakeout On Dope Street Withdrawl by Warner.

Delirium

I stepped in
yesterdays cold
that babbled through
a rosed mist,
its clammy waters
rallied the shallows 
that suffer skin to clinch
flesh in curbed
shriveling
crimps,

Shapes a 
glacial sheath
paired amongst 
innocence, roughly 
stays offbeat,...

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I comprehend the days when rays do shine and Ra does set 
When inner soul and façade connect, 24 hours in one day gave me breathe, that’s 1,440 
seconds closer to death rather than oxygen...

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the wrinkles on your own hands

 

(no matter how many lotions you have rubbed on them, no

matter how much vitamin e oils, no matter how many

antioxidants you consume---all in the attempt to stall or

at least...

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What have you done to your eager young sons
where will they hide now from the searing sun
and what Jordan river will wash off their pain
your gods were forgotten in your hurry to aim
and the holiest...

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Where are the secrets, the faith and the passion?
Money and business are now in the fashion.

There is no romance, there is no love,
there are no bird songs in the skies above.
There is no green grass,...

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Much time has passed since I last inked a page,
unlinked the chain caging my blemished heart
bleeding sorrow art upon this stage of limbo still
I clutch the air to feel, yet I feel ill of love
as...

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