Long Steeply Poems

Our lusty voice was in the tramp of narrow, winding,
     Scree-littered, deep-rutted roads;     
 Ravens, uttering guttural croaks, slow-wheeling above      
 ...

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China Tour Diary Moment #1
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KUNMING THOUGHTS


Sunday morning flight to Kunming city;
East bound to explore vignettes of China;
New vistas to sight, postcard memories;
Feast visual galore on tour agenda.

Yunnan province greets our earthly landing;
Brisk clearance and we...

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Most mind boggling mysterious mortal

Mystification prevails stupefying yours truly
befuddled, he blindly stumbles along rocky
pathway illusory impediments strewn helter
skelter intangible obstructions hinder access
psychological barricades effective impasse

detains, deters, detours manhood maturation
manumission manifestation materialization
linkedin, when permanent submission arises
beckoning...

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We came walking blind bends at dusk, 
An overhanging fig picked fresh.
No pavements, just a nervous trust 
that drivers would skirt our single line.

Hugging the roadside with torches lit, 
Phones swung glowing to the ground...

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I heard something on the wireless
As i went about my day,
Some new strain of virus
In some province far away.

I didn’t pay much attention
As it seemed a distant threat.
Well that was my contention
So I didn’t break...

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Angel of mercy please intercede

Weakest most lame specimen
among human breed
control of my life I willingly concede
wordless son of a gun fires off 
following capricious poetic deed 
done dirt cheap while 
traveling highway to hell
the speed...

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Red China and the so-called American school systems are not the only ones who used the Critical Race Theory to its advance. Look back at Nazi Germany under their leadership of a madman who was...

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Discrediting plausibility 
by shredding their humility 
to a place of vulnerability 
devoured by inabilities 
cowardice incompetence 
showered into consciousness 
empowered causing confidence 
validation found in compliments 
a false sense of accomplishment 
resort to intense punishment...

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Before you I stand, just as I am,
Your gaze bore steeply within my soul.
From within your sight, my consciousness stems,
Beneath the brokenness of a gaping hole.

Our eyes are windows, so in your pupil I found
Words...

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Began during wee hours
of December first
tooth house sand nineteen
steeply self immersed

within insomnia, hence
sudden creative cloud burst
fingers slower than
fleeting thoughts, I cursed
nonetheless stitched,

doctored and nursed
the following continued
hours later with pursed
lips seriously, silently, and soundly

trying to craft...

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She stood at the edge
Gazing into the abyss
Brought to the brink,
And not for the first time,
By the weight of her experience
By her angst and desperation
By her suffering
From rough hands
And violent tongues

Even in her torment
She always...

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Behind our house, below the deck
with its pleasing benches and sylvan view,
the back yard we have descends steeply
to a little stream called Chimacum Creek.

It is September, so the Creek’s waters
are shallow, so shallow that
little music...

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Stark realization, I harbor sacrilegious objection...

Against merry christmas premature blowout,
(or otherwise) ejaculation galore burnout,
hence I feel like the odd man out
neither yours truly, nor the missus
spends money and/or
time at checkout

avoid madding crowds like the plague
elbowing,...

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Affliction with comprehension,
now plain as day
predisposition to experience
(particularly abstract) cognitive
acquisition assailed at bay

posits me to suspect mental
deficiency within gray
matter of yours truly, whose
academic track record lay
in abyssal ruins, and

as three score orbitz round
the sun, yours...

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Is there a purpose for struggling,
enduring trails that could be been avoided?
What motivates an individual to surpass
any conceivable limit to build a concept?

A normal person has less cares than a genius;
no passion for art or...

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The rise of the silent
We have come all the way from the darkness, 
The one wise men call blindness.
With axes, hoes, we are paving the way,
And our hands aren’t down until there is a way.
We...

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The rise of the silent
We have come all the way from the darkness, 
The one wise men call blindness.
With axes, hoes, we are paving the way,
And our hands aren’t down until there is a way.
We...

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A massive delta wing machine
Big heavy fighter going after Soviet bombers
Hunting them over the North Sea
Armed with big guns and heat seeking missiles
Ready to splash the enemy communist planes
Before they can drop or launch their...

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Blackness occupied blackness.
Like it was the world.
Yet there was more.

A chink of light.
As bright as creation.
It grew till it had form.
A line that grew into a rectangle.
Bright as life.

Bigger and bigger till things could be...

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We drove down the road. I saw such wondrous things. My eyes took in the steep sided grassy valley. In the bottom was a sparkling river. Sun reflected on the water which flowed over rocks....

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Did you feel the beat of her wings
The wild wind brushing your face as she flew
The power and force from tens of thousands of years
Forged together in her flight just for you
Did she steal the...

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Morality’s general
with an intimidating aura 
and a commanding presence;
this charisma’s description 
is a single lane void of corners
written in a dictionary 
consisting of a single page.
Blamelessness so standardized 
to be empirical
and ruthless to liberalism.
Pragmatism functions...

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ON THE SOUL

My personality has begun a crossing 
a crossroad that will open up the truth; 
it will link the past to the future. 
A voyage that will lead me to a very dark place!…..
…...of...

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Mercy dragged fate around our alley,
a path taken before, failed, but who cares ?
two lucky losers,
who determined the ending,
in the precipice of nothing.

you and I were children in the world,
non-existent in love stories,
to keep you...

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Marvel of fond Mother-Nature,
Carefully carved nomenclature!
Mountains fold hands toward blue skies,
Where stars flutter, like, butterflies! 
Water-waves warmly wash the feet,
Fleets on sleets meet around and greet! 
High, steep, sharply molded boulders,
Stand in accord holding shoulders...!

Solitary...

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