Long Spites Poems

Oh fallen star of Bethlehem, your established moment shines,
upon canvas of harsh intent, descendent of heavenly design?

A mighty angel’s leading light to those befallen, pleasure-bent?
Are gleaming eyes  masking spites or, our demands, aspiring content?

Looking...

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I speak of pain without external scars
I speak of loss for treasured things
I speak in the silence of my broken heart
The me I hold against all that tears it apart.
You think I am whole
Because I...

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Strange sedition stealthy sets 
cloaked in artificial greening phiz
some by prejudice inquiring, 
“Where are you from”?
others in feigning frame avoiding,
finding paths away from you,
Though harmless your looks.
There be those secluding, 
choosing space dodging.
deliberate speed the...

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Disappearing like the straggling stars
of morning, all the discontent of winter
fades before the multifarious data
streaming from the light-filled cupola above.
It funnels into every mind, resisted only
by that most persistent ignorance
selected with our daily bread.

There are...

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Villanelle: Cowered crushed cramped cold in the pit of our stomachs

Cowered crushed cramped cold in the pit of our stomachs
We drag our ego thrones saddled on stooping lean backs
Fiendish liege Lords’ furnace mouths whiplash at...

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THE RELUCTANT 
by Mark Miller © 09/19/2014

We are the living seeming stillness willful we endure 
Through vows of contempt to never surrender
Vacate questions fly by trees terse unknown
Retreat or follow the terminus term less 
Momentary...

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Standstill
Waiting still
Until the grand steal
When time stood still
In spite of legs 
Time cheats
It flies in our good times
And quantum leaps in our sleep
It crawls in our watch
And spites
It stops in our anguish
As though to prolong...

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Thrice divided am I in why. Fighting my flight response with determination to make 
might right. No slight of hand or devilish spite. Plain and right, the soul's trident. Lack of 
action spites my plight....

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If the Lord is our Defender, who is it that offends us?
If the Lord is our Salvation, who is it that spites us?
If the Lord is our Healer, who is it that sickens us? ...

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The screen draws a hopeless biology

An image of an empty cleaner leaving downstairs
Why won't an idle client advertise?
The bath washes

An inevitable dinner tosses a converse arch

The adjusted approval flies against the clique
Chaos yawns beside a...

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Shall I say I have known the arms already—known all
I don’t need the eternal note of sadness before I believe you...

I’ve walked in the night-wind with its roar
carried dreams on the back on this darkling...

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There is a madness
Beneath
That rips and tears
All of these
Sane thoughts 
From this mind
This head of mine
And then comes 
Endless sleep

But where and how
To make this real
Make to make
What is made to be
I cannot believe
How days...

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A great tree, pulsated with its branches
Fingers grouped, lifting skyward enhances
Open-minded intelligence eases
Brings cool faceted multi-hued teases

Showers of snow, filled with frozen water
Leaves trails of white glory, all cold matter
Watchful time escapes the wasted form...

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After three decades and a kicking more,
I deem it glaring waste and blatant loss
To play sad part of second servile fiddle
In elite cadres agleam with ersatz gloss.

Whatever charged scrolls attuned to pelt
With loaded deterrents deft...

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Her eyes aren’t hollow holes
A smoke and mirror trick 
She’s filled with gasoline
Not as soulless as you may think

She spites bitter memories
Her skin flares
Itch away the pain
Raw from you picking away

Sand paper could feel better
Than...

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There are days when I feel a heaviness, struggle to rise, go down low
As if worn out, my mind bends itself twisted and I move real slow

Even my shadow feels alone and forlorn in my...

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Days itself found escape
Nights in kind, I cannot grasp
Time only fades to forever wait
Unforeseen memories… only last

Thoughts were reasoned light
Unburden by burdens to claim refresh
In my mind were my sight
For this moment… my soul has...

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I never knew those supple eyes 
had a maelstrom of unkind desires
hidden in their peeps and tweets 

I never knew your embraces
have such cruelest spites
the most unkind in the divinely design

The lips are no source...

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