Long Submersion Poems

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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Step out with me,
if you would be so kind,
on my melting island of ice.

Full-heated summer sun
feels good on our backs and shoulders
and faces turned down and in to hunt,
to fish.
We start this day with gratitude
for...

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A thought arose...

In Hegel's great dialectic cotillion,
Time transcends as the Absolute emerges,
From deep submersion.
Veritably idealistic path to verity.
It is all about History!

While Schopenhauer's Will, By mere chance,
Drives life in concentric circles spinning,
But not winning
Human solicitations...

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 Was privileged to have sedentary on the seashore in seraphic poetic submersion;
 the ringing sounds from the distant horizon made me entirely lost in  speculation;
 when the sounds of waves from far nimbly...

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Submersion Connections

The water heaved and sighed with the gathering force of self while
	the tug positioned to push, pull, hold.

The mammoth engineering marvel,
	rose like the Phoenix with the grace of Shamu,
		antenna first
			then bridge
				finally the deck
The round...

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While rambling like a vagabond in a seraphic poetic submersion, in a remote region, witnessed the most captivated sight ever, 
a sleeping valley rippled in wild blooms, as sparkling in mystical celestial beam, in the...

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Danielle my love, my sweet
What’s happening to me?
This slow knife your pushing into my chest
Wearing your shades in the pool
Hair down, post-full submersion
You make me wanna cry and scream…


You are 22 and I am 28
You...

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They say love conquers all, I can attest that is not true
For my heart lies broken, terribly battered and blue
I loved him with all my heart but it wasn't enough
Letting go of my hopes and...

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Quadrilateral parallelograms of a Universe that never breathes  
we are brainwashed by a scientific box that never sleeps.  
Having been cloned with insipid performance and abhorrence
we have become A I s targets of...

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We shared glittered eyes in flowering leaves, sauntering about the country side like vagrants without pretenses, sharing a bottle of wine that slowly ran dry, our spirits became fountains pouring into an idle time, and...

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It's too early for the dawn to know my name,
to pull my pillow off my eyes and contemplate my still sleep.
The dawn is off pulling carts in other nations,
dragging mud on wheels and letting an...

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Has God accepted
your burning
white flesh
yet?

As the blood seeps into the ground
nourishing the land 
that was advanced by civilization.

The raped White carcasses
of White farmers
residents
and their ancestors 
made them equal:

To the Black death of the dark continent.

Civilizations'...

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I murmur like a rivulet through the 
hitch of your hands, where the canyons 
carve their parched longing into your fingers—
where silences sublimate like cera,
pooling beneath your glissando touch.

Your tremolo breath convulses rough and low
like...

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The excursion to inner self inspires the
ire of many,
for it exposes them to themselves as mirrors
reflect
My well of emotions are still waters, & a ton of
respect is to be paid to introspection
for that's as deep...

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Presently, I find myself alone,
Alone on this distant island of ambiguity
Solitary in thought, and motives unknown
Perceiving what is visible with acquired acuity



Is this realm of new discoveries truly authentic?
Lest my eyes be deceived, ‘tis some...

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The point is dull upon the spear,
But still it pierced my greatest fear-
That this pain will always worsen
(My sinking ship so wayward steered)
Through the Ocean of my person
Toward a vortex, alas! Am veered!
I'll sail to...

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I breathe Glenn Hughes
everyday and every night
his music soothes me

Others work and spend time with their families
while I put vinyl records on the turntable
and put the music up to loud

It is Glenn
who has saved me...

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Pigeon-toed and knock kneed
they meander around the ponds edge
an ungainly duo
mother and son
like an ancient fertility figure
found in the caves of Lascaux,France 
she tumble-waddles
pendulous breasts bobbing
the dough-like basket of her womb
long emptied with its navel...

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Stained glass
Bleeds rainbow
Over dust particles
Of sun
Rains colour
On my head

Deep organ
Fists slam
Feet stamp
Pounds music
Vibrato
Rattles my stomach

Voice booms
Speaks words
Incomprehensible
To ears detached
From reality

Sadness, gaiety,
Melancholy, questions
Happiness, silliness
States of mind
Suddenly
Devoid of meaning
And feeling

Intrinsic
Disconnection
Submersion
In experience.

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Just one session  of Mindful Meditation
December...

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