Long Slipstream Poems

“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 3)

Avian Notes...

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Whar art thou dame of my dream?

Eagerness readily overtakes me prior 
to succumbing to nightly slumber. 

Tis boot a blink when eyelids become relaxed 
adrift abed invariably occurs counting backwards  
from one hundred –...

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Oceans and Winds

I have an obsequious unnatural inclination
To sustain my external compulsions 
And convert them to a pre-text of a sub-text
Of instantaneous conclusions
Bi-Partisan confusions, melted humans and rheuminations
We seem to be caught up in the...

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“Smoking Gun”


Twisted Blistered dance with me
Come on Brother Snow get off your genuflection mojo knees
The World’s about to turn and merge
Vibrating dimensions souls that turn 4th and 5th must be better than 3rd
The World’s a...

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"50 Words for Poe: Revenant"


Everywhere he looks for Her his melancholic Ghost Girl
does our lachrymose ignoble Phantom in his own thunder storm


In the Wind Song he listens
Her elusive whispers hail from another dimension 
echolocation through...

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This is the stuff some hearts are made of.
Anguish. Elation. Say it once again!
Just for the sake of hearing a feeling's name,
and the long drawn out sigh
of sounds echoing out of breath, out of breath,
out...

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Friday morning, 3am, I'm awake because sleep eludes me. Mr. Sandman has gone out drinking with my friend Beryl, no doubt, and subsequently neglected his charge in sending me off to slumber. It's cold. The...

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The Wind to the Wayside

     There’s an old man sleeping on the bank of a river, and he’s flying his dreams in an indigo sky. If you listen so softly, there’s...

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Clipper Ships

My mother; she wasn’t there any more
Burned away in chemo radiology
Therapy for the incurable
As she lingered for a year
Lobotomized by cancer

But in her dreams she sailed her clipper ships
Sailed away on the mighty Cutty...

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Dear Santa,

Remember that wish, to spend time with Dragon, you wanted to come true.
Well, we’ve found a way to make that wish, for you, to really, come true.
Now, don’t expect anything to go in a...

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Growing older is a garden of graces . . .
disgraces, wild goose chases, closed in places.
It is an imperceptible tottering of time on a
conveyer belt, where at the end time drops
into the slipstream and becomes...

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Goddess of storm and dissidence, Lilith
begot by spurious legend and foolish myth
in the dark recesses of pastoral histories
where ancient mysteries
were defiled.

Illegitimate child.

Apollo's seed, by Roman Empire
inquisitional rules inquire, to her whereabouts
seeping fetid doubts, in the...

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she leans back and points bare toes at clouds
chains creak their rhythmic squeak, hypnotic loud
taken aback, her hair sails slipstream flung
downstream freedom for a moment hung
in mid-air - earth's force gives up its grip
hands sweat,...

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it seemed everyone was locked in a dance of platitudes and if I spoke it was like I interrupted the programme, to fit in was to also switch off

falling, falling, falling. Stop.
I'm cushioned, enveloped, stilled

intrigue...

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True noises from outside 
deep in the night of winter,
snow geese cadence call too
shake some sense of me.
Summon me to remember who I am, 
Bid me to evoke who I was.
 
I see fire in...

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- The Goodbye Goose-               
Winter polishes at four o'clock, shining all the rocks aglaze.   
Reflection, stretching shadows.  ...

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One’s Own Slipstream
                    by Odin Roark

Movement frozen
Knows of risks in waiting.

Three lanes,
Seven lanes,
Life’s autobahn,
Always beckoning,
Seduction to...

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Expanses are  tomorrow's territory 
Horizons amplified by my wing span
Strength developed in feather tapestry
Shifting locale afforded with agile plan


Ocean's edge sends mayhem forceful
Detected slipstream among punishment
Aids spread winged hunt for salty morsels
Harmony on coast's...

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I slip back into the coma,
In the catacombs of my darkest thought's,
I feel the demon's probe inside my mind,
Picking away with sharp claw's,
Searching for a memory,
From as far back as yesterday,
Oh,
The damage it can do,
When...

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In passing, the waters cleave the landscape heart,
Taking on their travel, in their course, parts of the land;
In passing, we hikers in that current,
Return to the seas and become as the sand.
In passing, the winds...

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It is the girl in the car, on warm leatherette, 
Who, in the Summer slipstream, teased the wheel 
And gunned her engine heart; 
She graced the passing furnace air, and angel sweat 
Tracked slowly down...

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There are two kinds of light - the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures.
James Thurber

I hid my light, feared my own glare
I'd just sit quietly to dream 
As rejection, I could not bear
When...

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She was frozen out in the cold
Blocked out by the blaring calls of sanity
She couldn't move,she couldn't think straight
She was on her own. Alone
Her silence amplified by her inner most emotions
Disassociated from her conscience,she groped...

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The air has its familiar, creature
                        of comforting whisper.
Electricity communicating in some...

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"The Slipstream Captures"



He speaks of donuts
I see right 
through the (w)hole left...

Left side 
window wide open
one eye on you 

the other opines on 
strange stars that pulsate
and the nebulous horizon
 
empathy rests
right side of mind's...

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