Long Tangling Poems

Date:  May  2051

Damian CJ Adonis and Kyon watched
As did family and other relatives did
Also, while quite many new players
Replaced other younger players
That needed a break. CJ  announced 
The new players on the...

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(after Edgar Allan Poe's "The Angel of the Odd")

It was a tidy day and I sat, replete, under vellux blankets.
Sadly, my tea was weak, the bottle of cinnamon whiskey
tantalizingly low, and my feet swelling above...

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In the deep spiked pine forests

On a walk you forgot you took

Snow up your knees

Twenty feet away

An enormous old house

Not abandoned, smoke from the chimney

Large windows, dark wood walls

A forest castle here for you 

To explore...

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Date:  June  2051

Adian Elijah Abbas Ashton  and 
Addison observed the men working
On the Waterfalls and grotto. 
Elliott and Abbas were busy diving 
Into the pool. Damian was the 2nd
Level supervising the construction...

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A midnight shriek or sudden bang
Disrupts the thread of tales,
Entangled in unconscious mind
With sounds of lashing flails.

Wherefrom it comes, whither it goes?
I threw my eyes up there,
The eerie void soon called me up
To trudge down...

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The charming Miss Lola dwelt in the small town, at the edge of Red River,
With only her goose, 'Rouge.' She was named after her spot of wet vigor.

Rouge was the darling of Miss Lola, like...

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Sturdy oak creaks as my weight shifts, hands tangling in my hair.  

My chair scrapes hardwood as I begin to pace. 

Processing... Processing...

The flickering lamp casts strange shadows on the walls. 

I sit back...

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This poem is too long for one submission so I have to split it up

THE KILLING TREE
Come gather children listen well
sit closer now to me
And hear the story I'm to tell 
about the killing tree

'Twas...

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"Caves to be discovered,                               ...

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A dweller in waste places, 
a void in foggy darkness, 
the unseen shadow that trails us. 
A doom that curses benign plants. 
A tenacious panting wolf feeding 
off the sorrows of the soil. 
She's the...

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Thy scalp thoroughly massaged during hair washing, 
after showering (frequently tapping the cold water faucet – 
in an effort to ramp up brisk temperature tolerance), 
an immediate process to shake out matted down hairs 
follows...

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“Where are you going?” Teddy asked, breaking in our conversation,
between Bulldog, ‘Newy’ and myself and noticed with his observation,
that the words of Phillip Island had been mentioned by us three,
so he gathered that we’re fishing,...

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Context: This was a letter written to Frank who is a character in the book If Beale Street Could Talk. 

Dear Frank,
Your head is muddled with thoughts of your own son.
Your only son.
Incarcerated.

Life for you...

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Achy with flu, but to tired to drift into a deep sleep, my body stalks the corridors of twilight, moving between being awake and floating on dreams.  Time is a stranger to physics and...

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The hustle and bustle as I get ready to ride     My leather chaps at my side   The announcer telling stories about my ride     About the only bull that no one can ride    Yeah...

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How do you breathe, when the air surrounding you, is black waters? Dark and cold, filling your lungs making it impossible to inhale, suffocating and freezing you.

How do you keep moving on, when the dark...

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Bob, the cat, lives in the room number 13 of the sixth avenue.

He likes fish, rollercoaster, ice cream cones and Sunday papers.

He's an artist. He's a painter. When people ask him about his latest work,...

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The thought of you leaving me scares me day after day
It haunts me and kills me in my dreams at night, when I am alone inside of my head and no one can pull my...

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My love, have you finally found?
That my steps don't even touch the ground?
My head's always wrapped in fog,
And I'm caught singing to the dog?
It's all because you thrill me.

I chase you around with a crazy...

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Birds chirping roughly on an avocado tree
I curiously look upwards to see what could that noise be? 
Is it a sparrow or a mockingbird? 
It's plump and it has all shades of brown

I'm stepping upwards next to...

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Aromatic smokes, abounds the whole land
                             ...

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 4. Quantum Superposition

. A particle can exist in multiple states or places simultaneously until measured

Are humans waves or particles?
Even an entire human being, under the right conditions, can act like a quantum wave. ...

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A TRIBUTE TO CHARLES SPENCER CHAPLIN

      I bow to
                   First International Star
...

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I passed through the moment hoping that you were there and had something profound to share, but I wait the morning out standing in the biting cold and the air penetrate my body without remorse...

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Each step is like
   I’m walking on mist
for not a sound
   mumbles from beneath my feet.
With everything in full bloom
I can’t locate your scent,
my palate is overwhelmed,
and as I fight 
...

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