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Ernest Nepomuceno Poem
tiny words
'went to the gas station
and opened my mouth
filled my stomach
with gasoline
lit a match and
swallowed it in
burned myself
smoked with fire
i spread like charcoal
smeared in a kid's hand
stenched and charred black
i spread to the pristine clouds
deploring the blue vault
like a black shiitake flower
suffocating lungs
with a dire myth
then went to the ocean
and devoted myself
to no resistance
and drowned .......
'cut my lips with sharp
visceral shale and waited
for the sharks to gnaw
my weightless lips and
useless mouth ..........
while the rest of me
traveled in the bellies
of fish ..............
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fed by tiny words .
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Copyright © Ernest Nepomuceno | Year Posted 2011
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Ernest Nepomuceno Poem
"a deluge coming" 7/20/11
there i stood,
….out in the rain
umbrella full of holes
perforated like a shower drain
… the rain..
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…dripping down my face
why bother, i would say
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so i stood
while droplets glazed my face
,"where are you?"
i would say
as i slowly turned to clay
. . .and felt the putty in my throat
begin to weigh
as the moisture stayed
a stillness parged my voice
there is a deluge coming,
i would say ………………….
,"where are you?"
just come . . . . .
be my sun
Copyright © Ernest Nepomuceno | Year Posted 2011
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Ernest Nepomuceno Poem
Coldness
I
these winter nights undertake my body
usurps my reserved warmth with a strangle hold
scraping my nape with night fissures
of black bleeding
my body shrieks to the jerking marrow
and denudes the caverns through my nose
as my breath is a frozen gust along
the obsidian sky
fingertips paralyzed -curled to the clutch
of my palms that can't defrost
the serrated shards of the night solidify
as my body convulses and crystalize
the coldness' thickens
as the pace of the air pervades
until all of me
- sent like ashes
from glaciers burned
- begin to evaporate ..
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II
as i ascend
- there is a silence
a linear silence
that tauts the horizon
and there is abscence
-the abscence of the light
...........comfort about the infinite dark
with the pulsating breathing
of the shimmering stars
and the clarity of the large sky
i oscillate around your satellite
forever like a mortal coil
Copyright © Ernest Nepomuceno | Year Posted 2012
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Ernest Nepomuceno Poem
the difference with mist
this…. landscape of blurry fog
mist that rise from breathless trees
kiss with vapors from the mourning rain
wish upon a lonely breeze
place with sorrow your heavy dew
encase thy eternal lips
traced by charcoal and vellum
erased with lightness that is missed
A poetry contest sponsored by Rick Lento
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Ernest Nepomuceno Poem
I
when i was a stone
i laid tirelessly on this earth
high atop a knoll and was content to be
until someone had fallen
and loosened my grip
different from when the rains came
different from when the drips drained
the gap that distanced me
allowed me to suddenly roll
as much as i could
until momentum took hold
and spirited me on
and though the winds quelled
i crumbled along a trajectory
landing finally
finally
II
and my pores
slowly relaxed
my igneous skin cracked -
i laid and saw the ultra sky
III
the sand that shored around me
was always the thing in sight
and i smiled with great delight
looking back from where i rolled -
up on the long hill
where i had forever been
the sand came
washing over me
with silent whispers
in harmony
...... i can finally hear what
they're saying to me ......
............we were once like you …….
Copyright © Ernest Nepomuceno | Year Posted 2012
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