Death Nonet Poems

Fear less fearless, you will lose freedom;
Rejoice with real revolution;
In the atoms of a bomb 
our disturbing past blasts 
with a renewed rage;
A death sentence...

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through the lambent rain of memory
secrets tumble under water
locks of hair halo flowers
coral blooms darkest deep
purgatory pulls
whispers of thread
piercing skin
weaving
mind
and
body
together
form and essence
divided no more
but reconceived...

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Birth.
She cries,
She stands up,
Learns to say “No”.
She finds friends at school,
Studies, discovers and frets
‘Bout boys, love and the future.
She gets a job, works, finds a...

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The clinking toward an adventure.
The door latch of an old manor
to enter an obscure maze
and defy the legend.
A basement with tombs
and oubliettes.
And a dart
to meet
death.
...

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Sitting under the old willow tree,
shedding a few memory tears,
wondering when time will heal,
my poor heartbrokenness,
you're gone forever.
Now I'll see you 
no more.  Numb;
death,...

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In ancient tombs where pharaohs rest,
Lies a poem that speaks of the dead,
Etched in stone, it tells their tale,
Of kings and queens, now turned to...

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Never-ending bloodstained boots tossed on top
of the growing mound of vignettes
around so many young men
seeking a name to boast
courageous conquests
facing the best
gunfighters
just to
die

NB: A nod...

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In my head are dark contemplations
Rattled by silent reflection
I fear my introspection
And my own damnation
Scrawled on concert halls
And ghost town malls
See my eyes
Death lies
...Why?
...

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Oaks and birch grow silent, stripped naked
By winds, breathless, whispering songs
Through the melancholic night
Tears of autumn disclose
Wonders, erasing
Every last doubt
In burning
Vibrant 
Hues





A November Nonet Poetry...

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Rich
Blossoms
GRANDIOSE
Pink, red, yellow, 
Orange and purple, 
The "Queen of Fall flowers", 
Cheerful chrysanthemums bright, 
Famed for THERAPEUTIC VALUES, 
Graces graves as the "Flower of Death".



8th...

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November calls for my attention
                    ...

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bang
the gun 
it was fired
by accident
it doesn’t matter
the poor rabbit is dead
people need to be careful
if you are going to own a gun
the first thing...

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A blinding flash our planet will crash
To drab desertification
Burning up and drying out
To dust our monuments
Nowhere can we  hide
Bleaching  our bones
 With white...

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Birth
to death,
feeling life
flowing within,
all we need to do,
is to align with love,
our awareness unbroken,
without sinking into stupor,
at any time of the day or night.

Our journey...

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In the quest of knowing and not 
knowing, the remembering is
what baffles me profusely.
For I shall never know
what it holds for me
and what it holds...

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