Long Voltaic Poems

It said "Listen now and listen well, you who looks upon what's mine:
The ground between the aureole round the ring of tree and vine.

You look upon a fairy ring and stand before it in this...

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we …
are trespassers …
can you feel them?
the blooms, electric?
our world is pregnant with other worlds -
transient planes of existence that are
provisory to entirely disparate
rules and ids and forces …
why do we even question such?
particles and...

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Her hair- black as a raven’s breast 
   Eyes glowing through orbs of green 
She dances covertly in the dark of night 
    Where not another soul is seen 
Warbling...

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A student hunched over a Macbook Pro gone mad with overachievement, 
Typed away at a fifty-page essay with aid from sleep's bereavement. 

As his fingers stroked the keypad's letters with pace and fine finesse,
The clock...

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You will discover a fit condition of meditation, still, intuition based or simply moving relaxation techniques, by way of example tai-chi. Visualizations are utilized to concentrate a meditation toward a selected goal also to help...

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I am ...

I am the black shine of a dead stare
      I am the reticent pallor of the moon's caste
         and the...

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all my senses ...

long to make sense ... of YOU
what greets my gaze is perfect imperfection
lines and curves and shapes and
colors and movements
mingled with sacred intent in sublime symmetry -
features that alone might be found...

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Magnanimous Man My Papa – Ha!

Flagrant red hot poker rage
lacerated upon the head of this sole
male offspring, sans he who did
help to sire me, his vitriolic baggage
inflicted like graped shot,

and deployed barrage
also akin to inflicting...

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Anonmymous fingers reach to strangle. 
     AUTONOMOUS.
 A residual print of 4D shadow.
To nestle a cozy 3D-RESIDENCE.
              ...

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          You ...

                       ...

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YOU ...

                               are a mystery,...

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dance …

dance, the dragon
I watch intently, as if it taunts me
your perfect calf, its tattooed home
gams surround you on the
dance floor like a forest of velvet flesh
hopping, darting, spinning …
the small hummingbird on your
other ankle...

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The suitable ramblings of a plate of acorn and carrots to a listening ear of a squirrel squire is very very good news for a bed of voltaic leaves.Vehemently described by a small stone to...

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A banjo is playing in the bodega.
A door proclaims its ding and dong
voltaic birds bounce to its tintinnabulum,
flickers of auricular featherings
wipe shelves of a million years of dust.
The banjo is at prayer and you are...

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With every thought and mood,
There beats a brain and heart,
With kirlian photography there can be viewed,
The aura around your corporeal part.

Your body is electric,
Each neuron is a spark,
Shocking that which is connected,
To each voltaic quark.

Electrical...

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dirt twirls and dances between the rows 
in slow curly q archs 
with the same meandering intensity of a lazy summer afternoon as the sun beats down leaving 
shimmering specks like a great photo voltaic...

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The night sky is alive.
As light fires to my eye;
The flight of heaven’s ride,
Across this dark abyss;

Light sizzles up the night;
I sit and watch the sight,
Of a voltaic tide; 
Afraid of the slightest kiss;

A touch...

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