Long Threaded Poems

“Forever”



When The Terrors came,
The Uncontrollable Ones,
she closed her eyes
and listened for the notes
her mother had planted
amongst the deep blues,
beds of Forget-Me-Nots,
she followed the 
labyrinthine trail 
and through a gate unhinged,
it would seem destroyed, thrown aside,
she...

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I melt into the plural sky
its rippling tableaus of tomorrow
underneath open light waves 
see-saws the labyrinth
like Delphi tendrils crossing channels 
all the changing faces played
automatic, embedded in misty consort 
with Hyde-Lees and Yeats 
love-crushed oracles
ghostwriting...

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"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping 
dissolved...

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 A French ‘Indianist’ Doctor: A Tribute to a Die-hard Humanist
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   Symbols cry in dry ice theater -
the expanse of aesthetic visa-
drawn-
from the romance of the silvery eye -
as it golden advances the lid of covenance 
in dynamic enzyme.
Open faced type interpreted-
interpreter-embossed embol-
in...

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I ran out of breath on the road to Mumbai ...

    Not for sake of dust or smog or even health. I had rounded a curve on
    my motorcycle,...

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The years have passed quietly,
	Moments poured out in timeless winds,
Falling from my spirit, shadows, 
	Wistful, blurred images, photographs,
Twisting, turning, trembling,
	Black and white, tinted presences
Of those I know, those I’ve known,
Some gone, some old, some broken...

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(continues after part1)

When he agreed, his neck I held and climb;
And he waited for proper time and place,
And when the wings were open at the prime,

He clutched the hairy ribs with strong embrace;
From fleece to...

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The heavens shimmer 
as billowy linen-white gossamer clouds slip away, as soft blossoms open for the sun.

Mystical wings of Eden brush sunset colors; 
caress the rose petal; touch the lustrous cream bisque glossed onto an...

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A walk in wonderland.
    Sun kissed shades of green.
        Ferns as delicate as Chantilly lace.
          ...

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Let the storms of rage pace us by my friends, for we have our islands
Of friendships resting in calmer waters, shelter coves of treasures devotions
Never to be rocked away, or relinquished!
Admits tidal shifting, know I’m...

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We've been doing this thing "this thing" since June and I try not to think about you or "it" too much but truth is I do cause now your a part of me and my...

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Hope for richly resonant peaceful warmth
wraps perfectly and mutually redeeming moments
correlatively weaving absorbent straining ropes
woofing full wefted tapestry
through subtly suggestive tipping points
predicting dissonantly ruddered resolutions,
transitioning shuttering events,
prophesying regenerate Tree of Life RootSystems

Crowning eco-nomially balanced appositional...

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"Dissolution"



I go to sleep a lot now, 
to escape reality. 
It is as if I am no longer here, 
but there in the other worlds. 
Some dreams are so real. 
Once was a life
where as...

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Her skin is textured fabric
and a lovely pair of…odd eyes of ink
 black and sheen green.
Cherry cheeks, heavy-handed
 for his amusement.

Lips sewn to silence
just the way he likes her.
Living only through him
though she’s not alive.

Criminals...

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When the sun hangs low
by scarlet-threaded silk, 
you'll find my soul
waltzing in the womb of woodland
like a viking warrior, 
where I'm rooted ~ 
beyond decaying diamonds, 
as life unfolds a watercolor symphony
falling from the canopy...

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Once upon a time, 
when juliet was a jewel 
of psychedelic phrases ~ 
steering rubies of romance 
to distant shores, 
where sapphire seafoam 
had never kissed the silence of sands ~ 
there blossomed an ode,...

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In a Blue Ridge Mountain moment
Soft rays of light pour in
Across the blue green mountains
Smiling, lifting, singing praises
Lighting the world with whispers
Of the most gentle peace
Longing to caress the spirit
On wings of graceful melodies

In a...

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                  Orb pulsates above a secret door,
proudly beaming about the find,
skitters to and fro as if to etch...

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THE KNIGHT IN THE PANTHER’S SKIN

Shota Rustaveli (c. 1160-1250), often called simply Rustaveli, was a Georgian poet who is generally considered to be the preeminent poet of the Georgian Golden Age. “The Knight in the...

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Remember that I cried
when the screen slapped in to my face
annunciation of  your having somebody
again

I don't cry
ever

it wasn't first time

your ego run over me
and easily I blamed everything
apart from dream of our predestination
through all...

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I’m stealing through a twilit realm, the ancient pale of Whereis,
passing chambers of an Heiress
(though no need to feel embarrassed)
through a magic mystic mirror hanging curtainless.

A glimpse near naked alleyways (denuded by the moon) ex-
poses...

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Old Zack Adams sits a slouch’n so sloppy drunk on a bar-room stool,
Wear’n his cheap-threaded cowboy suit and a stained satin shirt.
All the while a peek’n and a leer’n at women like an old poor...

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How to Feel When Your House Burns Down
The home you are raised in is a mother tongue. 
I was four when it was built, an age when innocence
turns river water and all that lives within...

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