Long Unplayed Poems

* For J.K. Rowling *

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now, deliberate your hearing
     to bring back the pages...

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In Ouachita's murmurs, where pine needles sigh,
I trace the mountains' ancient, weathered crown.
Silvered river forgotten secrets float by,
And fills my heart, a sonorous chamber now.

A flame ignites, dispelling shadows deep,
A beacon for lost souls on...

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REQUIEM FOR A DREAM

 

A time will come when pace will stop and numb we will become

When home will be your cage and survival the only privilege

When touch will kill and people turn into venom

That...

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Have you seen such a thing?
Heard it, tasted it just the same, 
found its rhythm, found its bang.
Only later to figure you forgot the name.
There is no shame in this,
for in between beats and jives
We...

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Father looked 'round his house one day
Nothing unusual, beauty abundant
Mothers voice rang with laughter
Children's games, merry clatter

How beautiful this is, murmured to self
Chest to burst with gladness
Clouds ever near, hung from past 
Lingering near hearth,...

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Reason is a tool,
it can not escape the boundries of calculation as oxygen departs from blood,
logic operates on the body of algorhythems thumping along trails of faceless fates,
reason is a scavenger of possibilities matured into...

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"Wise Monkey"



I am tired
I am so so tired
Just sit for a while

See no evil
Hear no evil
Speak no evil

Shut my eyes
Listen to emptiness
Don't speak

Shhhhhhhhhhh

I am tired
I am so so tired
Just sit for a while

Watch my world
go...

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chakra shot, aura ignored
inner peace left unexplored
feelings sans a sounding board
blest I’ve left the mindless horde

friends, none that lie to me
or neighbors that like to see
a banshee wailing jamboree 
self-reproach is absentee

no dogs, cats, or...

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Here comes the dawn
of a thoughtful Mourn. 
Month of the desecrated demise
of a Monumental personage.

Unpleasant feels beclouds the air
I consume,
My structure reconciles itself
to the dreadful wake of the dawn.

Hushed his grief within,
As though He counts...

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Why does stepping into another's well-told story
fade away my own?
Until I glance away from screen
or page
or exterior speaking voice?

What if my unmediated life,
unwritten and unplayed
with untold anonymity,
were the entirety of my actual spiritual journey?
While all...

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Lost to the world I walked across shore
Taking in sweet wind and scent of fine ocean
I barely could figure out a form
As I felt sand wash off my feet
I marveled at the beauty of deep...

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What good is the wave, if sails,
It awaits no means, destination.
What good is the tide,
If it rises and falls over sights of unpleasant expectations.
What good are words,
If it's origin comes from unproposed intentions.
For even, has...

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Vivacissimo


guitar
sitting unplayed, unlearned
beside its counterparts:
piano, saxophone, koto,
soon to be joined by a banjo

a silent quintet
untouched, unheard

why do I not put my hand to them
why do they sit in this orchestral mausoleum

is it because there is...

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The past always returns to haunt us
Old debts demand to be paid
The very best hand
Of many a man
Stays un known 
And remains unplayed
Some men wish to be
In alliance with Angels
But alas, e’en more opt
To owe...

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For those searching the world looking for "what"
As if their lives are some unplayed plot
For those traveling so far to find
All efforts spent, they are left behind
For those friends who flit about
When at home, they're...

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Until the last light, I believe I shall remain,
A tune unplayed, in this dreary song.

During daylight and throughout the night,
A moment does not part from melancholy and I.

Should I leave or should I try,
I know...

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