Long Waterless Poems

I. The Love of Minds

The volume on the desk,
The one not claimed by dust or burned
By light, will follow her to bed tonight.
Its pages will be turned and smothered,
Each in turn, so as not to...

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The Earth dry and bare; waiting eagerly for the drops of care;
 


Caught in the hot, steaming summer’s snare;
 


The flowers and creepers decorating window sills; all look desolate and ill;
 


As the nature withers...

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I have the greatest of the great ideas!” My husband said. 
“Best one I have ever had!” He uses this line weekly 
Since he is in sales, and we have been married a long time...

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LIFE IS UNFAIR

Teach the children of tomorrow
For tomorrow holds more pains, 
Lie within the oasis of hatred for love is far.
The lilies of power can witness the aroma
Of flavoured words in my dying mouth,
Defend the...

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Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius

In the poetic story of my life, 
I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,'
but whatever I am thinking - becomes a poem.

Sometimes life hurts, when lost upon crossroads of fate,
until those...

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WATERLESS TEARS


Who would put vinegar on the lips
of those who cry, “We thirst.”
Pour dust into the vase of hope’s evaporating promise?
Deny the single tear shed for lack of moisture,
refuse the very earth its need to...

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Whilst sitting on the Launch Pad
They await the final countdown
Their rocket – called TAKE 5, begins to shudder
The Captain is well known, and called BUTTERFINGER  Boris
The other crew are MIKE and IKE and a...

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I followed you down the rabbit hole,
   Believing in all the magic life could bring.
Thinking you would unlock the chains I wore,
   Setting my spirits free.
To teach me not to live...

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Welcome to the circus.
Where Men full of wicked courage
stand holding firm the sacred scripture in their fist,
Ready to mislead the sheep.
Without consent they open their mouths, 
their eyes open, arms widespread to share self-made tales...

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Suribachi

At the base of Suribachi
Within reach of the beach,
The mountain towers as I shrink
Into guts of hate,—malignant:
With a rifle and bayonet, and grenades
And murdering hands
To choke the existence
Out of living things.

They all looked the same...

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RESTLESS


Oh my, the ghost still haunts the rest of my life
I cannot go back reminisce and picture
Where I’ve been into what extent I’ve delved
That after the euphoria I deemed  loose
This thing now sometimes controls...

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The foolish know not the righteous way
for them, utter darkness is reserved
they are just waterless springs of waste
such folly brings judgement that's deserved

Enticed with sexual passion of the flesh
this promises freedom but ends a slave
corruption...

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The sun blowtorches its way into the water, 
fragments, and the bottom is an aqua sky 
webbed by white-hot lightning. 

Here and there, legs hang like halved mannequins 
disappearing into a squiggly-bright ceiling, 
through which...

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The Illuminated Muse
by
Ingrid Showalter Swift


You light up the circuits of my psyche with lexis
vibrate within me 
daze me 
sway me without weight or measure
I breath in the misted air of salt and gesture
and in it...

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Said a skeptical clam to one nearby:
They say beyond these waters is only sky.

Do you suppose life without mud or water
suits a clam, and is even superior?

It’s hard to say, said the other calmly;
it’s what...

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The Taunt and Mockery of Water

This desert has no other relationship to offer
Nothing but the dry ache of its thirst
And though its heat is enough to warm cold bones
Still the chill of its relentless dunes
Leaves...

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a day we went round in cycles until our senses cracked open
our eyes into the vangogh
greens birched our ears smacked by seabirds gulls
gobbing off perchpolluted in our nostrils the toxic bay
and ozonescent that seaweed belches...

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O sleeping souls arise, regain consciousness.
You are not too wrong to run, be relentless,
Stop suffering and smiling with seriousness
The Savior came to save us from this stress…

When you feel your world is worthless
And your persistent...

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i live in the fear of feeling nothing
consumed by pure terror of not knowing who i am

i like it best when i’m sad, 
that’s probably because i only know two emotions; sad or empty
sad is...

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That Other Life
                 by Odin Roark

Click

Even with flip-flops
The ground’s touch
Goes unmistaken

You’re only a child
But you have traveled this road...

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Time passing all around in the air
Seemingly so without even a care

On the ground an empty turtle shell
Off to swim the vacant waterless well

Watching from inside the tree so hollow
The Pied Piper plays and they...

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It's odd to realize that ones life is best described experientially, as a series of discoveries in an irreducible phenomenon cast in viscus matrices. 

    "These Days":  The superficial and arbitrary...

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a gold plated heart

inside a google - plexy

of camouflaged surrounding

fairies, accompanied by wavering canaries

in the waterless dark of compro - 

mise, wherin lay said demise...

sweet

silly 

sexy

driving a Golden Lexy...

encased with brilliant hostess tumult  ...

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"CURRENTLY POSITIONED"

she's a stretched out
green car driving
bag of emotional
emotions that linger
after each use.

she's full of 
acting skill
convenient memory
waterless tears
and denial.

she stands out 
overlooking her
17th street playground. 
watching
and waiting.

I wait for her
as she waits for
those that...

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In the semblance of my darkest
side lie the sunlight after me,
In the dark blue face was a
smile that only a select few could see.
Only a few that fishes
like me when we see the snakefish

Maybe a...

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