Long Vacillation Poems

“So, you do not wish to present your daughter to me in joining,” Joulupukki looked directly at Raðulfr and spoke in a serious tone.  “Well, this may change things.  I thought she was...

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Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber,
Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number.

I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall,
The aching whims and shaking limbs:...

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Give me a break
For my own sake
I adore the time we spent
You made my heart less bent

Yes indeed...oh, yes indeed..
I am the tiger without his feed

Hope you know that I must vent
Found myself unable to...

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I touched her hand and the warmth of her soul
rushed my veins like a mad river,
obliterating all doubts.
Would that I survive the tumult, the undying desire
to touch her skin again, even for a moment, to...

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it ain't the gush of hot blood
or a madman’s teeth ripping open
a bag of chips and a microbrew
it is a clenched heart squeezed
by the age of steam
then left at the century's doorstep
following the great migration
of...

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Everybody needed something,
and there was always something in the world that needed somebody,
debt is all about connections to affections,
sustenence to stimulus is only half of the formula,
igniting the impetus is provenance of the pursuit,
debt's birth...

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Since industrialization there’s been agitation frustration palpitation trepidation vociferation
And unequivocal asseveration in favour of our planet’s welfare glorification and protection

Premeditated or not, the results on the planet are nothing short of brutalization and martyrization
Damage is...

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Arise from shackles of darkness
Sometimes choking your light
Pinching happiness and meekness
Coercing you against your will to fight

Light as the way to salvation you choose to lose
Amid shadows in your doors that lengthen
For no reason as...

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Music is life; live with it...
The life flows in romance, 
Dances in blissful tune, 
As the pitch of flute's melody,
Flows high and low;
Like flowing lake,
Enjoy ups and down in life; 

Music inspires; own it... 
Tune...

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By Valerie D. Staton


Down a long winding road there lived Old Betty Ann
In an old wooden house, the color of sand

Her home was surrounded by gardens and trees
And wind chimes that sung with the stir...

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There are whispers of neon swirl and spinning.
Early morning chirps amid rippling vacillation.
Shades of rainbow with pearlescent spattering.
Ruby tunes in the midst of songbird perception.

Early morning chirps amid rippling vacillation.
Melodies emitted by psychedelic wind whistle.
Ruby...

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Keola – Free Verse
Crossroads Converge

Robert Frost

TWO ROADS crossed paths – DIVERGED IN A crossroads YELLOW WOOD
AND I felt the binding turning points
Bound up on fiery indecision of whispering bellows 
Take the smooth byway that beckoned...

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Feelings of despair dredged from the murky dephths of my past
Hoisted through my corroded conscience's porthole
Reconnoitering barge of restitution pushes despondent thoughts through my inner being
Then tows the shame and guilt of my depraved condition...

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Elation & Vacillation a comedy
A poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Every day I want to .. but I could not
Today I must do .. I have to
Yesterday I let it go away so today 
I will not run dry,...

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The Man is lying naked.
This filthy pavement is his abode.
The Man is emaciated and famishing.
And he never begs for alms,
Proud and conceited.
The road is busier than ever.
No one takes interest in him.
No one catches a...

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Transcendental Renascence

   How to build
   when every field
           yields
      disappointment 
     in...

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Depress gasp peddle
make jest mettle, mannequin IQs
easy to steering will move

Simple-minded plan acceleration,
night shift flux be
turbo stupidity

Oxy dark vacillation
speedily end in
moronic wind tunnel termination

Pulse crash dummies
swerve change rational lanes
dash bored recklessly

Cranial balloon buffoons
always gon fail
those...

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The shifts and changes always do happen
They are part and parcel of our life certain
And the vacillation continuously goes on
Within the corridor of duality ad-infinitum.

It is a steady cycle of comings and goings
Bring in turn...

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The sea of vacillation 
The intense aura of gloom
The acute fever of desolation 
The gaudy flowers that didn't bloom

The essence of emotions piercing my heart 
My transmogrification into a vehement twee
The broken bond that l...

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FRIENDSHIP
of FRED and ROGER
Free Verse

Like true brothers, for many years you’re friends,
From Calabarzon to Mimaropa regions
Sharing secrets, stories and laughters
The countenance of friendship forever. 

Yes, you’re growing old and your hair is gray
But your hearts...

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...Myself I turn
...I turn from myself...

...the shadow
of the sun...

these shadows within
shadows...

My soul will not allow
me to forget...

...where we come from
deep regret...

Man continues to abuse
murder his children...

...this violence reported
into my lounge it came...
with a knife he...

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When your heart pours forth in vulnerable vacillation
When the feeling in your voice brings fervor to fluctuation…
I am all ears to every word, like a prisoner inspired before becoming a saint,
Like the vision glossed in...

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like a chameleon changing colour
are our responses merely reflections
mirroring the others aura odour

save the monk, ever engaged in prayer
unstable are lesser souls attention
like a chameleon changing colour

our vibrant presence, in playful caper 
negates narrow ego...

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Sitting around the corner of a lake,
He loosened the torpid arms,
Making way for the sun to immerse
Glorious and crimson,
The death of youth.
All numb and unmoved they remain,
With occasional spasm 
Indicating unknown trepidation
For a rather obscure...

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