Long Vacuums Poems

We are the days that we’ve become. 
moments dripping gifted from
the lounging clocks in rolling melted sightings, 
given by the gifted madness of a soulmate’s fightings. 

Our lives wrapped up in phrases coined
in books like,...

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Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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Why is misery said to love company
while depression demands solitude?

And
is it always true that nature abhors a vacuum
or 
sometimes true nurture adores expansion?

Misery,
depression,
anxiety,
negatively respond to trauma.

Negatives do not look for like company
but can positively appreciate...

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I've spent so much time trying to write a good poem, that I've ignored the possibility of
BAD POETRY.

Bad poetry,
the soul speaks in cat-whispers,
I meow one back,
The garden bleeds living colour,
I sprout something too, words,
and if...

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Is the thought of Science a scary premise mixed with some progress and
 a whole lot regret, like oh that science, what will they think of next, or some
disgusting human made virulent virus that only...

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The shifting of many corporeal hands move across this dead cell,
A vacuums vortex, a psychic sponge, charging this battery of
Energy called the spirit board.
Paranormal phenomenon striking plate to enter realities plane
Of existence, for the ethereal...

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Once we were the greatest of friends 
We enjoyed each other’s company 
We could talk to each other for hours
We talked about anything and everything
Nothing was off limits or sacred between us
I used to love...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 2

act three

in the third act delirious 
the laws of physics etc.
he coughs...

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No voice is whispered in the void
Explosions inside the nest of stars
Ignite into the operas of the galaxies 
Noiseless vacancies full of mysteries
Evolve, remain as vacuous as they are

Space, bridled by the fire balls of...

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Too busy they were
the passing conglomerate
focused on pavement
eyes ever forward
with their get there stare of hedonistic servitude
trailing their marching tempo of mobile phones
hard in the glass
hard to their homes
disguising all those battered egos
the ranks and...

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Just lately politicians noses have got stuck on playing God,
as they debate a law for all of us that I consider odd.
What business is it of ours, to choose and vote who marries who -
it’s...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candour yet tacit

 

“Free me to free me”, rants in...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candor yet tacit

 

“Free me free me”, rants in melancholy

as...

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Friendly faces, cheery grins, words, and noises,
Trivially significant, a haze of voices.

Events that transpired, plans in the pipeline,
Unpredictably predictable, a cloud benign.

Emphatic opinions, clear judgement,
Harmless prosecutions, just a refreshment.

I find myself, right in the middle,
My...

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I thought I would have, all my cards in the mail
You can tell that my pace, is that of a snail
I’m such a “go getter” and I hate sitting still
One things’ for certain, I haven’t...

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I am An advocate of emancipation, esp. the emancipation of slaves
Free your mind
Free your spirit
Free your soul
Proportion-ably
Proportionally
What!!
Help me! Lord 
Understandably to understand
Free me from myself
Ever more so
Stigmatist
One believed  supernaturally impressed with the marks of...

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Genuine Apologia Bequeathed...
Kickstarting Expungement Father Incurred

Within a sea futility aye wallow
riptides exemplifies sorrows
drowning me into undertow
bitter aftertaste hogties ability
to make headway, and shuck off tow

warring internal strife at this stage
of my life mein kampf,
a failed...

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For this eternal moment,
setting aside imagined barriers
between ecopolitical empowerment
and psychological health,
indulge in this deeply rich Thought Experiment
that the multicultural empathic trust of cooperative WinWin strategic diplomats
is also the compassionate love of co-redemptive bodhisattva saints.

It may...

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How am I now with only memory of you to survive.... for was through your love alone did I come to breathe,  drawing first taste of life while in your arms and at your...

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I knew a cat once named Peaches. He was an all-black cat, but not one of those that could be described like a “shadow”, never be named Bagheera, never moved like a “black bolt” or...

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My Favorite Things comes to mind...


a random assortment, a jumble of words
a quotient of portions, quotidian served
quixotic strivings of the great deca-dense
obscured in meaning, eschewing all sense

visions and nightmares and hallucinations
erudite arguments, odd fascinations
old geezers...

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I'm a flower; I stand tall and primp for the world to see,
As a blooming princess, I incur both acclaim and glory.

Shaking shyly under a whimsical sky in dull tree stumps, 
Soft melting snow vacuums up...

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LOVE'S SOBRIETY

Nightfall's preponderance and day's ignominy
Jealous of the neon-eyed night
That I don't spend with you
Wondering who you lie next to
Your voice screeched into days
When we could not see,
Jealous of the love...
Love that wasn't here,
Gone for...

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They think, like dolphins or elephants they're so smart,
And like goats they behave rather intelligent;
They think by riches they can get everything bought,
Even the rarest of rare gems of great elegance...

I had once, by error,...

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Obviated by passion
I could as much apply each person 
Exfoliate my heart.
Such tormented fragments 
Seeking reconciliation therein, 
Where all refrains come subject to warm
And, as my oath prescribes, I first
Must “do no harm”
Each valiant doll’s...

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