Long Tombed Poems

This is dangerous
said pirates to their vampire allies
about losing past regeneration fees
and bloodline contributions.

I'm being treated unfairly,
said pathological hurt
to self-redeeming anger,
loss of sacred winning patience.

I've lost something precious,
said virginal grief
and sacred matriarchal refugees
of WiseElder
wombed through...

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The date
July Twenty Eight
The year, 1914
The War which we feared 
It began, something we could not foresee
This date, still haunters me
To this very day
Those bewailing screams
And those traumatic scenes
Words to do not to justify 
The...

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Regarding merit: absent, missing, void
Of all redeeming qualities, save one,
The apple of His eye, His "very good.”
Was He, in pleasant garden, much annoyed
When they His one divine decree did shun
To taste forbidden fruit because they...

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What are these days of mourning stories
I choose not to tell about myself,
my emotion-driven journeys
to windy hot imagined future
and remembered warm wet green
and impossibly resilient blue past
pre-historic paradise,
before people
and our mosquito
and cockroach
and locust
and indoor rats...

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Five WiseElders come together
hoping to complete their life circles
resonantly yin, right embodied
sacred light
resiliently yang, left enspirited
secular polypathic bright

Hearing emotions
before seeing to speak changing motions
of flow-strength, river currents spinningly deep
and winningly wide
to move Earth's deforested
un-glaciered mountains.

I...

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Spring:

Genesis shod the tapestry splendour
  wrapped global in the skin of creation,
derma-terraformed rock and flora,
  beauteous beast, tempered landscape foundation.
Stirrings in the forge of tropics,
  in sea of saline and deep blue...

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Zoya sits, now all alone, 
just staring through a window pain 
to where a pink magnolia blooms 
in someone else's garden. 
And all her dacha's winter buds 
are crushed and tombed in oil and mud...

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A quiet place where silence begins and anger stops. Tombed in a clever little spot 
where only we can enter. A barrier between life and a huge hostile world. a place 
where pleasant memories linger...

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Locked in the room with the beating heart 
That was in love scratch in a room engaged in walls
That didn't move I was in tombed lost

Stockings is reality

Lost in the pages I was encage in...

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"Magnetized by a show of light, few see its shadows cast."  
-- the cost of dawning
 
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Beneath the Northern Lights no mythic mystic worlds revolve,
the...

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As we stand looking up from planet Earth

observing Milky Way so many stars

some fade, die, some gracefully dance with mirth,

our moon reflects, shines bright, silhouettes mars

Through eyes full of doubt, curiosity 

seduced by such beauty...

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An open window beckons the
silence held in darkened nights

with wisps she carries her tune
dressed up in black attire all too soon
tomorrows memories wake
terrified tombed to the stake

sing to me a sad song
where stars all weep...

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