Long Speechlessness Poems

Dolly woke first kissed Damian 
On his cheek. He was still asleep.
Today was July 27th  Dolly 
Thought, "Oh my Goodness."
"Today is me and Molly's 
Birthday. Justin and 
Jordan turned 10 in April. Now
Me and...

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Made in Neonazia

Life wrote you and I this poem on a sunny day of watching
penguin’s colonies bathing on the beaches near Cape Town 
A splendid display of harmony of sun ocean and tourist attraction
warm sand...

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HOPE BY N3
Slashed at the throat a blow aimed not at the esophagus but at the vocal cords
Paralyzed by something worst than fear,
Speech grows limp even as silent screams are constrained by shame’s chord.
Tethered like...

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The day my life went ape ‘chit’ in no more than three-hundred words

Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch counts

And pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis works wonders

When I am asked to write a poem that is either precise or reductionist


Thus I report from my personal...

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Words hanging from parched branches confused and betrayed

Under a canopy of shadows in the recess of belittled thoughts

A prison of speechlessness bereft of expression and meaning


Letters motionless in disarray fighting lost battles lonely at heart

Starved...

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Once, I’d stood beside a man
Who, with heart and soul o’erwrought, 
Silently searched for answers, but answers found him not. 
His sister recently had passed from Earthly life to next,
And left her brother standing, filled...

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A glazed view, as through a glass that magnifies
Between the granite banded with blue and umber
Cruel paths of glacier, ancient swords of hunger
Deeply carved a threshold one can hardly grasp
Each turn of compass, leaves a...

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Normalcy seemed to resound 
like a year-end brag letter,
for out of reach are those possibilities
when locked up in a ward.

Voices itched inside her body 
and creepies crawled along her skin.
Scheduled meds didn't cessate this,
just kept...

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A small group of survivors,
Heading towards the hostile planet mars, 
One spaceship, one ride, no return,
Looking back to what was left of earth,
As it faded into the far distance,
Was there any hope?
For human kind,
Or did...

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Kurt had enough of being told to adhere to streamlined expectations

He took revenge on prescriptions’ illiterate figures of speechlessness


Inconsebustible he recosseted the unsetentionable avarocosotamy

Carfumbled the extrocorision intempofandizzled sleptorous fimbra 

Concoctivized a streptafoam pinclept sklinted slotomatized...

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They say beauty is skin deep
I've found an exception
For yours is a form
That of perfection

You are smart
You are sweet
And filled with mystic

You leave me
At a loss for words
For your beauty is more stunning
Than any man...

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Shhhhhhhhh

*Silence*...the air is dead...I'm 
alone inside ...I won't even 
speak...for what's the 
purpose?...no one will hear my 
words...no one around to 
understand....my innermost 
thoughts and emotions licked 
and sealed only to remain in 
this very...

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turning down the volume
that is what i am thinking as i am blinking
grabbing the last bottle of cream soda
that is my mental escape from a wrath i cannot comprehend
imagining you naked and ready to go...

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if you call her a mere housewife
you've only provoked an infinite conversation
on how, and why ,is a womans life
ready they are to take a national stance
like an old,dusty,but effiecient rifle

tired of familiar house and chores
unmindful...

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COMMONPLACE PHRASIS  part 2
Humble stirrings in our own sphere,
a diary of retrospective truths,of passing
fads of intervening years,a reasonance of
lyrical feelings,hand-penned.These mysterious
centres of thought formed into poetry
pictures,intangible ,but to feel& see,
a speechlessness,a fascination of agreeable
word...

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Death, be not so proud,
Today might roar thine dark clouds,
Be not still so proud,
Morrow, life will call aloud,
Thou shalt in a crowd wear shroud.
_________________________________ 
Tanka |15.05.2021|
Topic: death, life

Poet’s note: COVID has been wreaking havoc all...

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At close distance sounds the bugle, 
melancholia conceived and born, 
notes eschewing warmth in 
the dewy shades of dawn. 
Of this sadness, numb and heavy, 
laden with ingots of lead, 
symbols of speechlessness 
for words...

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Grip my hips,
The taste of your lips,
Gliding finger tips,
Whispering lullabies in my ear,
Hold me tight with a love embrace,
Leaving speechlessness in my trace,
Sing me the words “I love you so”
Tell me you will never let...

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Deep as defeat as conspicuous
As the influx of presentiment

Passion is aimless humility
Panic is native to injury

Reasoning divulging odium
Sparkles unchosen but chemical

Puritans' speechless delivery
Idles in syllables neutral to
Carpet biology tapestries
Woven in Persian but personal
Surfaced in diamonds...

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