Long Siring Poems

Stricken with turbulence at about seventy two inches

Yours truly issuing a deafening rebel yell
bursting forth with such might
courtesy cooking under pressure
analogous to volcanic upswell,
forcing me quickly to flap vestigial wings
(at the speed of sound)
while simultaneously...

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Unquotable quotes: Addictions: Smokes, Drugs, Sex, Films and Sleep – XL

Where the hand leads, the eyes close.
When the eyes shut, imagination is on fire.
What you don’t really see is what you feel.
When you feel at...

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                Aspirations are a...

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Buck was a tough man
very fast with his gun
always just one step
ahead of the law

He rode from town to town
never staying all that long
because as soon as word got out
the young gunslingers would come

Now Buck...

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A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)...
deplores adipose tissue gain

No Holiday music can soothe savage beast
washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced
skinny bag of lovely bones permanently leased
body snatcher somewhere amidst policed

madding crowd of carolers singing,
where...

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I loathe shucking clothes,
(no matter eyes severely myopic)
in preparation for here goes
another warm shower quickly
relaxing this senescent
body ready to doze

soon after lathering
this blubbery body
most unwanted fat grows
on me, no matter healthy diet
of worms, or how...

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Poetry IS.
A personal thing you can relate to.
A common thread weaved into- 
Life's fabric by the Master Craftsman. 
An endproduct and tool for enjoyment 
and understanding-building.

If you see a McCaw steal a Pirates
last lemon that's...

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Shames and insecurities
they made a game of
siring the
generations of the world
The flaw in creation
where the need
to complicate is seen
as intriguing
Which the body of the wife
is not her's alone
neither is the body of the husband
then him...

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Who has bewitched thee, thou noble ones?
Chosen to be the head of thy race,
to fulfill thy creator’s will,
through siring, supporting, and securing a clan.

Prophet, priest, prince, and patriarch,
How did you lose your lofty perch?
What sinister...

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Labyrinth of headache and heartache
Cold steel walls
Surrounding and compounding
Trapped passageways
Constrict and conflict

Navigating carefully
To avoid the hellish realms
Checking my three and my six
But still exist my qualms

The lava burns as my stomach churns
The firey glow awaits...

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Time has weathered its walls, and nature has claimed it as its own, with vines and foliage covering every surface as if foraging for room. The air is thick with a sense of dejic-mystery and...

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today i saw the ghost of wanting
and in his finest linens, he did dress    
he was made-up of may past-up, could of have been lovers
that would like to have had been 
Perhaps,...

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Behold Creation in a blink of an eye, 
ethereal elation of the siring sky,
Reverberant rotation will comply,
 with nebulous narration to beautify…
Metaphysical displays soon awake,
 ambient arrays conceptions partake,
Solar winds agaze as they intake,
 revered...

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Beyond the face
This cloud is dreaming of raining.
 So clear the sun jewels on droplets.
Endlessly falling and siring, desire and release tumble onwards.
Night and day fighting, the lightning is writing it all down.

Being a singular...

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