Long Transmuting Poems

Any face of before was there suppressed;
Two and no one the sinner’s wicked face
Was looking; and such way slow pace progressed.

As the green lizard when so strong lambastes
The heat wave of day, then changing the...

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As an earth bound entity
Encased in this organic form
That decays moment to moment
Bewildered by illusion, thus in delusion
We are asked to repent and believe
That we may return to God’s fold
Wherefrom we strayed away
Termed as fall...

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“Smoking Gun”


Twisted Blistered dance with me
Come on Brother Snow get off your genuflection mojo knees
The World’s about to turn and merge
Vibrating dimensions souls that turn 4th and 5th must be better than 3rd
The World’s a...

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"50 Words for Poe: Temporal"



"Labyrinthine mind 
within chalked 
bones of cranium
lies the vestibule 
and shrine of
broken sacraments -
absent Advent,
Pentecost and
an "epiphany" 
solely lacking 
The All Divine.
There She lays like
Iseult waiting for 
Dragon's tongue
Black night eternal
immersed...

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Written: March 05, 2024 For Edward Ebeh Contest
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Oh, Hermes, during historical eras of reign,
Greek...

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Coplas on Wine

( here, the famous AntiPoetic Chilean Poet Nicanor Parra, b. 1914, uses the more popular form of the « copla » genre that he contains in quatrains of 8 to 10 syllables with...

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It started when I was 8.
My eighth year, that is. 
Owl visited and left her reincarnating message
transmuting her last breath out
as my first new breath in.

But that was 55 years 
and 4 teenagers ago.

During all...

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Soul of skeptic writhes with agonizing torture (like a burning man) in Dante's Inferno

Self immolation as sacrificial bleating lamb
promises eternal martyrdom
awaiting voluntary die hard protester,
where countless vestal virgins provide blissfulness
(think Playboy mansion on steroids)
synonymous with...

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Straight rows of soft chairs, larval eyes stare blank
Absorbed by glowing colors on the wall
Their jaws slack, fetid whiff, unwashed and dank
Arrested minds the blue screen does enthrall

Their horticulture, growing docile strains
Indulge the twisted whims...

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Wanted: Slinger of Mirrors,

Tessellating lungs of fulcrum
Wading into scorn’s yellow Spring pond
We are flying to the airway Of. I hunger for our old hunger. 
We dealt our Hand and every Star
Only one pond my reflection’s...

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Written for a friend in mourning. Loss is a very personal thing. No one can grieve for you. No one can take away your pain or unbreak your heart. Only time, transmutation and healing can...

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Once more, I failed the truth.
The truth of this life, of my life
The path, the journey
The whole purpose of me being here.

I became to complaisant,
Too sure of myself
I thought that I was invincible to the
Petty...

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(Prelude)

A practicing hermit comes ‘board the train— 
"Faux Pas Degenerate’s the name."
The sundial dust of a spider 
on silken words retires; 
Easy now with walking 
‘fore the secret slips out: Desire.
 
"Paranoia: witch’s brew. 
All...

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love is a lofty ideal 
croon of tenderness
sounds right, feels good
but how may we share
what we do not have

a hollow emptiness 
engulfs our body-mind
womb of space suffocates
we are uncomfortable 
in our own skin

being empowered
we pause...

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In the cathedral of eternity, where time itself kneels in reverence,
Where stars are candles burning on the divine altar on high,
There Jesus, Savior and Sun-giver, makes His presence felt,
In the hearts of Christians - a...

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Abu-deeni,
Zekarian space queen
Ruler of the sacred realm, 
where resides the seven suns
that encircles the vast
Irthendai nebula islands
She, of regal royalty,
holds the scepter of cosmic fire
The energy of a thousand volcano clouds
crackles at the raising of...

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If we know ourself, we’ll know the universe
but if our inquiry seeks to go in deep,
recognising touch divine does not rehearse,
we begin by letting musings inward seep,
that by melding with the void, penning soul’s verse,
between...

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Floating fluttering fleurs
are jewels in fuchsia and magenta
transmuting into taffy hue
with the kiss of dappled sunlight~
Like her cheeks that blush in pink
with his wondering wink... 

The willows are stalactites 
seducing newly bloomed nympheas
slumbering in Egyptian...

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On strange days
like these
baking cookies
is an arcane art.
 For it is winter outside
how we transform
the inside
into mystic summer.

For i know the golden ratio.
i have surrounded
myself with graduated cylinders
that recall the lore
of  cups and ounces.

Retorts...

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heart beating breath flowing thoughts spiralling 
mind body appears to be in incessant motion
limited in space time and senses confining
so we plunge into the void of cessation

thoughts negated so ego recedes
yet pulse of innate aliveness...

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In the secretive garden of metaphors,
A vision of hues enswathed in enigma,
Words that grow stronger as they entwine, signing dreams assorted,
Under the aegis of magnificent specters, wonder is born for what will ensue,
Beauty that settles...

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No edifice harbors more profound silence than this,
Each door creaks with a mournful cadence as if bearing the weight of years.
The stairs emit a plaintive screech, echoing the passage of time.
All that once flourished now...

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I’ve been hearing melodies
You’re always chiming when you lie
And your muffling is on repeat
Repeat, repeat

And when you’re gone I feel redundant
Repeat, repeat.

Entrapping at night
Feeling right
And now you inveigling is on repeat
like the fortnightly purge
I'm dancing...

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did you know 
in the fog, the secrets 
coil in each reaching tendril
floating in the ephemeral pause, caressing me
knowledge enveloped within
peaceful contemplation
quiet word-games of hidden wisdom
"Where did you leave your game?" The Great One chuckles
and...

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What is this strange place we find ourself in
Vast space, linear time, therein confined
Trapped in the open, we are free within
Bemused by illusions, consciousness blind
Weary we are now, going through life’s grind
Something’s not right here,...

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