Long Shuttering Poems

The large, bright Winter moon shone it's heavenly light over and out amongst the snow-covered city. The city was large, the city was noisy. It was midnight and the bustling still urged on. People ached...

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Hope for richly resonant peaceful warmth
wraps perfectly and mutually redeeming moments
correlatively weaving absorbent straining ropes
woofing full wefted tapestry
through subtly suggestive tipping points
predicting dissonantly ruddered resolutions,
transitioning shuttering events,
prophesying regenerate Tree of Life RootSystems

Crowning eco-nomially balanced appositional...

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Stretching at the very heavens are the braches of autumn,
It is becoming the season of death, and mother natures promise
Of rebirth is with drawing, leaving nothing behind but stilled
 Whispering echoes.
The very ground itself grows...

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Just like an Enchanted fairytale 
       In the still of the night..
       Out appears Thy Lord Dracula..
      ...

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Management here at
Highland Manor Apartments sent out word
that tomorrow, January twenty third,
two thousand and twenty one,
we (all residents) will receive the first (of two)
inoculations to stave off getting COVID-19,
hence mine poetic title might seem absurd.

Aforementioned...

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The year is almost over. 
And I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do with that notion. 
It’s just another trip around the Sun for some semi self-aware 
monkeys that can’t get a grip on...

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Can somebody please give this uber muff fuller a lyft?
alternately titled: jump starter for clunky, junky,
quirky, xyz mechanic wanted in tow tow -
chassis what I mean?)

As the proud graduated
honorably rolled 2009 Hyundai
Sonata vehicular property
belonging to...

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LVI Elapsed October 17th's Bore Witness To A Girl Born With True Grit

Tuss ben big goo me newt to write
and how though trite
thine complex edifice immersed in spite
which doth nobody any good RIGHT
hence hie exerted...

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Countless instances submitting poems
finds me racking
quite a hefty collection of rejections,
the responses lacking
disappointing voluminous vicious
venomous vitriolic backing
quite the contrary,
the prefabricated responses

unsuccessful at hijacking
my "FAKE" toothy gumption
(since I wear dentures) lip smacking
bite size packing
not exceptionally appetizing,
but...

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The pain I've felt this past year
Makes me wonder how I made it to here

The pain and the tears --- built up in shame
Go for a lot of one person to blame

The pieces of my...

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(thus, I revel to reveal 
     more'n juiced poppycock
     perhaps casting impression, 
     I  hale from Mars,
     thus...

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Silent sobs echo through an apartment whose walls are cluttered with pictures of 
what was.
My tears coming too easy, too quickly.
The flow of release not bringing peace or resolve.
There's no deep sleep following this.
My eyes...

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Transcendent meditative
ascendance assuaged
deep sleep grogginess resultant
resounding residual REM cycles
profound dreams decreasingly faint grip
fading fast, yet...

after effects heavily linger
courtesy toehold subconscious sojourn
oft times mentally exhausting,
nonetheless requisite sleep
house strikingly  vivid dreams
salutary, revelatory truthfully...

unconscious voyage analogous
20,000 leagues...

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He enjoyed his drinking and wasn't much on an honest pay
And so slowly he started sinking as he went along this way
Being quick with his hands he began lifting peoples wallets
When in jail he soon...

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In times like these, where I live,
Days are rising in exuberance of spring
Blossoming season’s scented revelry
As hatchlings are chirping jovial music,

Yet, the news dominates COVID-Nineteen:
A world trapped in grip of quarantine.

Silence of the streets speaks...

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I.

I’ve lost my sense of silence…

I’ve lost my self
So now I hate everything
I want nothing to do with anything
Does this make you sad?

It makes me sad, sure,
And even as I curse even that sadness
I cant...

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Now At Last Into Hell's Dungeon He Was Cast,
The First Battle, (Part One)

From devil's cup black Stygian waters he drank
from that first morbid hellish gate further he sank
into a turbulent and malignant abyss
a victim of...

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Hearing some sort of sound,
From the room upstairs,
Looking down the hallway,
You wouldn't ever compare,
A bright light,
From the bottom of the door,
As you think to yourself,
Do I turn the knob,
Or just run away scared,
As curious I...

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The weeping boy that sat alone in his room......
Had never wept before until he felt his life coming to a doom.
His body ached with shuttering pain
and when he thought about suicide he knew he was...

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Can you feel the footsteps
Of time running out?
The world’s standing…
On the desert remains
Of the sands of time

We stand on the doorstep
Of a new beginning
The future's upset
Life's a shameful past
History's reset

High on nuclear
Minds so unstable 
Race...

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she …

stood on tiptoe ...
her hair knot, now unpinned, softly burst
tawny, gold-streaked tresses
tumbling down her shapely form
coming to sassy rest upon her rounded backside
and on the cool of his hand 'bout her waist
his deft index...

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If no longer could I inscribe, upon tapestries of rosy skies,
Dreams tinted violet, blossomed in themes amethystine,
And no longer could I weave-in the dreamscapes of life,
Failing to decode the missives of your clandestine smile;

If bluebells,...

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Transplant
	

They saved him in the nick of time,
By a heart attack, from biting grime

By divinity, a pirate gave up ghost
With “heart” his heart to find a host!

The heart’s cage they cut it through
Infused heart to...

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Spring in her step, she’s stepped into spring;
Long silence lapsing, she’s longing to sing.

Keying the lock, she unlocks the keys,
Soothing sweet sonnets, soft melodies.

Tuning her pitch, she pitches her tune;
Heavenly choirs, splendidly crooned.

Flirting with flowers,...

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A Life so busy yet same like a clone,
Counting seconds in a monotonous tone,
Everybody is drilling and pressurizing like hell,
But my mind is off in its own world alone.

Studying thousand word in hope of remembering...

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