Long Viscosity Poems

The Lay of The Best Man - Part Five


Have you heard about the bespectacled man who wore his glasses to bed?
Because when he awoke mornings his dreams were all blurry in his head.
And what about...

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This is my last confession; there will be no more.

I am impercipient and slow from last night's sleeping pill,
wincing away from the harshness of day.
Kitchen cold, the room tear-splintered,
sunlight striking a watery rainbow in my...

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To love, agapic and/or erotic,
is a positive economic-political relational choice
to trust whomever
and whatever is our Other right now
with open caring empathy,
even when we may feel like withdrawing
into suffering,
self-isolating
depressive,
repressed concerns of mistrust and dissonance,
because we have...

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He's packin' magic Viagra
Muse infused grooves set the mood
grab ya' and stab ya' 
we're opposites 
still we speak the same language 
teach and preach truth
every time I stop to see what he's droppin' 
my dang...

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To be a polylepis tree you gotta know 
You're a polylepis tree & this knowing 
Cements by being a polylepis tree,
Knowing between diagrammatic cracks
Fork'd already info knowing during descent.
Mud run through alpine meadow. Rubberized 
Crunch...

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(Probably more a short story than free verse
In any case it’s true, 
seen through my eyes as a child)

He was a heavy smoker sat by the fire 
Coughing and wheezing hacking up phlegm 
spitting it...

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The regressive Supreme Court decision
hustled, proclaimed, and voiced
June 24th, 2022
immediately quashing pro choice option,
struck down constitutional right
(upheld for half a century -
formerly allowing, enabling and providing
the muliebrous population
access to secure and safe abortion)
and sent a...

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7/5/22


Can it be done? Possibly
Will I do it underneath the moon and sun? Probably
Honestly
It all use to bother me
I was born in it, but I don't want to die in poverty
For a long time I...

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A Combined Poem

If I am limited to ten poems a day
I'm sure there must be a way 
To write all my poems until done
And will combine them all into one.

Poems are perfect not wanting to...

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F = phi, flow

Flow from me to you, and you to me
The fundament of what love must be

Through the sacred conduit we build
Hearts brought near, desire fulfilled

It assumes our fluid love’s laminarity
As turbulence creates uncertainty.

?...

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The echoes reverberate, bouncing off distant walls like little rubber balls
Until they slowly conjugate into a meaning that’s leaning towards sanity
Dripping with profanity, as it slides inside my mind with its insidious intent
Hell bent on...

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Here it is,
    the taste lingers
pulling at my core,
gnawing 
       at that spot behind my ear.
“How will I act?”
rampages through my mind
    splintering...

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Inspired by Charles B. Widmeyer’s hymn “Come and Dine.”

COME AND DRINK

It’s inside of him who waits—
passion afore it’s too late.
The stirring of the waters, his healing close.
With no working legs, no boast,
has no friends to...

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Right? You're probably just sat there,
Barely started out, and your writer's getting blocked.
Never has a beginning felt like the end of the world.
The beauty of an infinite canvas is the curse of being lost in...

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At the behest of the druid
Camped in my vicinity
I analyse and sanitise the fluid
Whose viscosity flatters the dignity and sanity

Whose circumference and impedance
Exceeds the threshold
I set for the reactance and insistence
Meant to withhold

Uncontrolled leakage of...

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Hunched over the vat of used motor oil, Scotty and Osman watched intently as a black ant struggled to escape its unforgiving viscosity. The doomed insect slowly sank and the boys, cousins, regarded each other,...

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My boyfriend (Peter) and I went down to New Haven Harbor today.

Let’s face it, we’re surrounded by oceans,
and most of them are downright inhospitable.

I live near the ocean, (pointing) it’s right over there.
I love the...

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Some parts of poem to think about using in other poems.

Mention Apprehension
What I really had been meaning to mention,
Is that when there is a lot of apprehension,
May bother,
Each other,
And always affected by all the pretension.
Jim...

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Step into the date-stamped time DeLorean,
move forward
on backward spinning nostalgia rims
Centrifugal hourglass ... 
short hand and long
Distorted view of time,
kinetic highway romantic destiny
Blurred future sideway images,
past memories rearview exit gone
Engine gunned to the max,
space curvature...

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Sunday Service At Saint James Episcopal

These poems are reflections of 
this Church Service.

Willing and Fulfilling

To accept  God I am always willing,
And His Spirit in me He is instilling;
Am drifting;
Is  uplifting;
That I always will...

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The Carousel 

As I watch my carousel standing still my only dwell
In the vortex of its spell convoluted in my only yell
My mind falls in its wake cadent circles that forsake
I sliver with the snake...

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The Wait
The wave of sleep washed my up on the bleak shore of the awake
half remembered dreams vanished and left behind a blank canvas.
I was alone with the grey mass of viscosity framed by boredom.
and...

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You raised me with your strong hand,
and your thoughts filled me with wonder.
You told so many lies like quick sand,
that grabbed me and pulled me under.

With greed you built your own babylon,
such viscosity neath the...

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Dedicate to human rights Mr. Anna Hazare activist that fought for free corrupt Indian society. 
this poem is a result of my disappointment.
Inhabitable lineal consanguinity, paraphernalia under the subordination.
A resourceful visible Bond, to colonize the...

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Large jagged mountains undermine the sea of fluid silver
Their solid backs of diamond green with envy hold the sky
A distant oval sun pops through the ashen clouds
Like a tiny moon that lost its fire
On Volk...

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