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Tofore the Morrow Breaks: Ptsd Laden Dreams

Doth thou Parle the night's
                   Vastidity?
       Wouldst be thine haver of thy
Uneyed, thought-sickness strewn umoving
                    Travels?

       Ratherst, it be that, it is thine
    trade-fallen quarters; thine debt as
         the Militarist is mete by the
Languish bestrewn on thine epochtic mind.

            The morrow breaks...

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An Open Letter To a New Love

The key, may it be
        One that lets us see
       The soul and it’s light
          For it is only right

       To plot the course of life
           That we have set
     To remain in-between love
             And happiness

       For at times life is mete
    By minutes that last a lifetime
    So let us begin to the path; to
       Set forth with open minds.
      Guided by our body and soul

       Let, no one tell us different; 
             For…the past lover
         No longer plays that role.

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'a' Less Museless Poem

“A” less Museless Poem
        (a lipogram)

How is to be without;
the use of my muse?
Will it be the bedrock 
of future thoughts?
Would it be foreboding;
or be more-or-less just.
To shorten this penury; 
of my written text.
I need thoughts to flow
from both hemispheres
to the mighty pen.
To be delivered upon
This folio of one sheet
Printed with electronic ink
referent to the book; no
criterion to the tome; no
The proto-dossier; yes
Of mine on going discovery 
To plot and etch written 
To-morrows upon this my
One sheet of electronic vellum; is
The conundrum to use only 24 letters; 
Should be quite the simple feet.

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The Proseman S Guide

The Proseman’s¹ Guide

By the fruits of the Poeter’s vocation
The courtship of mental tinkerings & its written translation
Of one’s inner and outer feelings; a mentally intoxicating libation
Of nuances; pouring from the point of creation; 
A quill, a pen…used to spell out this notation
Come alive; to form the tapestry of written constellations
For it may take time to see life’s sedimentation
And take note of a thought’s conceptualization
From beginning to end and transcribe the dictation
verbatim; to ensure there is no unwanted obfuscation
that in this process; there are interludes; brief stagnations
not seen in this polished work of written elocution;
is the exploration & experimentation not found in each line; just it’s summation 
of the ebb & flow of this poetical concoction
for if this meandering of prose was archaic; it would need a furthering; illumination
and more likely than not a soft touch of preservation
and a fair bit of the Reader’s intellectual navigation
Hence, leaving the mind’s eye more open for future inspiration 

-25NOV20
¹ Proseman: a prose writer —opposed to poet 
https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/proseman

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Word-Worker

Word-Worker

Thee procurement and collection
Of this smattering of letters
No matter your predilection
For future employment of type setters
To criss and cross all the tees and eyes
Paying close attention to the prose
Transcribing thine inner reflections width and lengthwise
In all subsequent rows
By paying out the aforementioned
It may be held in contention
That without future authorship; I would be un-pensioned.

16NOV20

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The Poeter's Framework

Taking into account; the Poeter's quip
Shant it be unfurled to reveal thine
Penned and newly coined path of authorship 
Paying out the Poeter’s plumb line

Veering from the course 
Plotting new wave points 
Carting the next rhyme before the horse
Beginning each line with the next conjoint 

Taking time to proceed; and dote 
Forsaking time tested ways
Remaking each verse concave and connote 
Breaking the norm; within this phrase

Plucking the strings of a mental violin 
That one trains to adroit and therein
Making each intellectual a rational linchpin.

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The Morning Kiss

Breaking through the ramparts 
                Of thine lover’s slumber
             Is mete by one’s soulmate’s
              Subconscious love reaction;
          To each other’s sweet pursed lips;
   A Kiss Back (With a Hello Baby, “I love you”)
                  Would it not be fair to;
          Purport that in our nightly trance
                Beset by body and mind;
              The feelings grow stronger
                        Each night;
                          Each day
               For your fated soulmate.

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Allegorical Thoughts

In a mishmash of the ubiquitous
Consonants peppered with vowels
Thoughts flow as my hypergraphia grows
Building fireworks of prose
Upon scraps; line or unlined sheets
With a restrictive verse
I the Poeter can be quite terse
A thought provoking reshaper
A tessellation of text into rows
As this near Rondeau Prime is set to close
Lest, we not fail to mention semivowels
With the aforementioned in mind; it was never meant to be obliquitous¹

02-03JUL18

¹ exhibiting or characterized by obliquity²
² an obscure or confusing statement

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Ode To the Poeters Obsessiveness

Thoughts honed to a razor’s edge
The dictionary and thesaurus be my whetstones
Set atop my stalwart quadrupedal aide
Pulverized hemlocks be my stationary cohort
A hewn cedar be cylindrical partner in rhyme
A sooty viscous slurry be my workmate
The milky sap of the arborist companion be my reviser
Time; unlimited; to be committed to sonnetifcation
Mete by minute or by days…to precompose
To choreograph the mind’s breadth of complexity
To see the inferences…laid out; covertly or overtly
Upon reaching a draft of my pre-thoughts; spelt out
To reave the uncomplicatedness from each line
Leaving nothing unprinted upon the page.

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The Heart of Purple

In the battles we have fought
                        In the fields; of a far off land
                        We took a stand; with a band
                      Of brothers; trained and adroit
                      In the ways of being the crusher
                            In the fight at the front-
                Lines, to bolster and build; to bear the brunt
                 Of all that an insurgent could muster
                        With your brothers in arms; 
                         Side by side; in the convoys
        Of men and machines; all the epitome of the real McCoy
                     And duty bound to stand in harm’s 
                          Way; in full battle rattle
                    Head to toe; to extend one’s reach
                 To stand and charge into the breach
                     Onto that day’s field of battle
                       For in the battle; we fight
    With and along; side our war-brothers; to the bitter end 
                   Hell bound on task to expend
                   All rounds into all foes insight
                   For upon, the day I was pinned
             Mine war-bitten heart is with the men
             Who were with me…and continue to be
              My brothers in arms…now and forever.