Short Aeons Poems

Wandering through aeons,
Nothing to find,
Except the same....

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Industrial love
It's the virtue and vice
and the silver cut ice
on a river of mercury neurons
Memory made
It's the liquid mistake
of impossible break
on a spiraling psyche for aeons....

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Oh, My Love!
She Curtsies,
Oh, My Love!

For Aeons,
Graceful,
Oh, My Love!

For All To See
Her Earthquake
My Fear...
Oh, My Love!

She Curtsies,
'Til Time Stings No More
The Memory Of Forever.
She Curtsies,
My Love....

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Karma is a complex of your nature and nurture 
That load acquired through aeons of incarcerations
What you inherited over generations of ancestors 
How the environment exposes you and builds you
Your true response to life is from that complexity...

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I am naked of you,
once again unclothed by love
unfurnished
I know everything of nothing.

In sympathy of tears
the air gives up its water
Hydrogen
You separate the oxygen.

Locked in cycles
we hold our own truth
pulsating
we pass through aeons....

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The whole day spent 
With broken clouds
No taste nor colour
A boat drifting on
For aeons and aeons

Inside the moment 
Resides what not
Red bitter warm
Soft flute green
But the orange has left

In the boat so
No radar no rhyme
______________________
1/10/2016
Not for Contest...

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Loving is a verb,
Sign--do not disturb,
Like a kiss of pasta,
Makes a woman bellissima
Vesuvius explodes,
Time travel in odes,
Aeons of love's roads,
I never got over you,
Love is a verb to view,
Negativity is so fabulous,
Time travel for the two of us,
I never got over you,
Loving is a verb to view....

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Incense mists rise from
the beautifully decorated altar
bowls of prasadam
bananas, apples, bright oranges
offered at Your Lotus Feet
Vedic hymns
hypnotic, chants flood
the prayer room
I gaze through the smoke and fog
my eyes tightly shut
sound asleep
feels like aeons
how I pray to awaken
at long last...

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To learn how to recite koine Greek
That I may drink from the life-giving creek

Finish reading the words of Plato
To grow my knowledge thereto

Give up eggs and milk
So I can fully wear the white silk

Travel this dark world of hellfire
That I may hear Christ’s silver lyre

Be better for aeons to see
So I can become a marble tree...

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Through
blood stained aeons
religions
tiding astronomical
assuring
the birth of the sun

Shines
the near dead
seasonally depressed
atheist

Glowing

It sure is nice
to celebrate
with everyone




*SAD: Seasonal Affective Disorder





12.20.2019
Beyond The Niceties Of Christmas Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobbie Burns...

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Eternity
In a blink of an eye
Suns drift in a Sable Sea vast.
Heaven is a fire
Cold as bitter Voids Empire.
Boundless time is held in a Grand
Hand of a builder divine
A design sublime.
All mortality is interwoven in the
Threads of Star's Dust.
Eternity races in a reflex of thought.
Eyes Focus on endless space
Grain's of aeons dance in flickering
Light from Valhalla's Distant
Holocaust....

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Few mortals, in this hurried time 
    and age,
take time to listen to the timeless 
    ticking
of the Clock that runs the whole 
    universe
and measures time in aeons 
    and lightyears.


Fewer still are those who clock 
    the speed
of swift neutrons in billionths 
    of a second
just to pick the fruit of supreme 
    human will
from the tree of knowledge of good 
    and evil!...

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A small black stone
Painted red
Born of Heaven
Left for dead,

Kicked and shorn
Blasted smooth
Pocked with fractures
Riddled grooves,

Ground to pieces 
Sold as dust
Used as potion
Balm of lust,

Swallowed nightly
Clouds the mind
Settles slowly
In the spine,

Lays with fallen
In the Earth
Aeons trudge
Petrified rebirth,

A small black fossil
Painted gray
Born of heaven
Born of me....

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On bliss and your bulldust.....
To talk bulldust,
You feel you must,
Aeons of timeless bliss,
Stemming from a secret kiss,
Your emotional manipulation,
Napoleon and his satisfaction,
Our mutual benefits,
Subterfuge and tacit bliss,
A garden of happy memories,
Daily we plant new love trees,
To talk to me bulldust,
You feel you must,
I don't know why you I trust,
My verse to bliss and your bulldust....

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Cellular walls built honeycomb structure
bee-like are particle charges instructors

Assisting growth furthering fashion
golden dew which sweetens our passion

Like an atomic reactant absorbing the charge
we the attractant evolve at large.....

Blueprint of future within ourselves
footprints we leave....what we put in our shelves

The natural process of timely matter
aeons of progression which we hopefully gather.........

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The cogs of time
are creaking to life.
The time has come for me to shoulder my
responsibility and become a man.
No, it hasn't.
It is time to shut up.
It's time for everyone to shut up.
Not time to think; thinking is an eternal funnel.
Time to grind the stones;
harvest the aeons of work.
The bounties of our travels,
Endless musty rooms of crystals and trinkets
are pulverized by the hulls
of twisted, shapeless juggernauts....

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What manner of an angel be
my love, who standeth here?
Such beauty did I never see
in any Earthly year.
What mighty magic has she cast
to make me love her so,
that if I should for aeons last,
still with her I shall go?
What wonders lay beneath her breast
and weigh my heart like stones?
These eyes of mine did never rest
on any sweeter bones.
What better end have I to meet
than ‘fore my Lady break me
to lift me in her embrace sweet
and to her darkness take me?...

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Break my heart to a thousand pieces....
Each part as tiny as a tear-drop ;
But you cannot control the flow of my wishes...
& my love for you shall never stop !

Give me pain for aeons of ages...
Make my life a lot like Hell ;
But my love will grow like devotion of sages...
& nothing can undo the effect of your spell !

Each atom of my heart broken...
Will chant your name & sing your praise....
Because you are in the moments I reminisce often....
That were, truly, my best days....!...

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the leather train
the house without doors
both inside of the brain
one is and one roars

there's a whale
breathing slowly
on the slope of an anthill
the chorus said
that the lords are dead
and sand is made in a land mill

the midnight flight
was interrupted
by monochrome chameleons
and after that
enough said
we're through silly aeons

a craven suitcase
a chessboard cab
and drums from thirteenth floor
make me riven
make me sad
and now I have to go

pardon me...

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WHALE SONG

Here's a ballad of the Whale Song,
Translate and we'll all sing along,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity.

Here's an enormous whale,
Swimming the sea for his grail,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity.

There blows the great whale,
Harpoons we hope shall fail,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity.

That's our ballad of the whale,
Singing their aeons of tales,
Whales in the deep blue sea,
Fish tales for eternity....

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