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Bad Gothic Poetry:: A Theist's Dark Sayings
Bad Gothic Poetry:: A Theist's Dark Sayings
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BAD GOTHIC POETRY:
A Theist's Dark Sayings
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# Russell L. Smith
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A Theist's Dark Sayings
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INTRODUCTION -------------------------------------- 8
WORDS & IMAGES or
The Mind’s i Inside Out or
The Right Brain Speaks-------------------------------- 11
WORDS & IMAGES or
The Mind’s i Outside In or
The Left Brain Answers ------------------------------- 12
THE FORM AND FUNCTION OF CHAOS ------- 13
SPLITTING THE SECOND -------------------------- 14
BALANCING THE BREATH------------------------ 15
301.83 Borderline Personality Disorder or
Beware If You Care ------------------------------------ 16
AN ATHEIST’S GOD --------------------------------- 17
AMERICAN GOTHS or
What Price Prosperity? -------------------------------- 18
DEAD IN THE STREETS ---------------------------- 19
ME, MY SELF AND EYE:
A MATTER OF ATTITUDE or
Dr. Seuss Goes To College ---------------------------- 20
DARK SAYINGS ... etc. ------------------------------ 21
DEAD CENTER or ... --------------------------------- 22
SILENT TEARS OF GOLD -------------------------- 23
301.7 Antisocial Personality Disorder or
Beast Of The Field ------------------------------------- 24
RELIGION IS AS RELIGION DOES --------------- 25
AN ODE FROM BERTHA --------------------------- 28
CHOW TAO -------------------------------------------- 30
WHISPERING PINES or
What Snake? -------------------------------------------- 31
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IS IT ENOUGH or
What Was The Question? ----------------------------- 32
LOST LESSONS OF THE GARDEN --------------- 33
314.xx Attention-Deficit/Hyperactive Disorder or
Huh? ------------------------------------------------------ 34
PATTERN ME or
Today’s Unborn Child --------------------------------- 35
FRANTIC VISITATION or
Poe’s Woe ----------------------------------------------- 36
MAMA’S LITTLE BOY or
Ode To Alice -------------------------------------------- 38
GOING HOME or
Here Is Where I’ll be ----------------------------------- 39
THE SPACE OF TIME or
Dreams and Such --------------------------------------- 40
THE OCCULT WARRIOR or
The Way Home ----------------------------------------- 41
299.00 Autistic Disorder or
The Cat’s Meow --------------------------------------- 42
SERAPHIM AND SUCH or
On Whose Account? ----------------------------------- 43
HOURGLASS OF TEARS or
The Way It’s Always Been ---------------------------- 45
POETRY IS AS POETRY DOES or
The Horse’s Mouth ------------------------------------- 47
POWERS WITHOUT POWERS WITHIN or
In The Beginning Was The End --------------------- 48
FACE TO FACE or
Was There Ever Any Doubt? ------------------------- 49
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REFLECTIONS IN A SUNROOM or
Soul Casting -------------------------------------------- 50
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! or
Where Did It Go? -------------------------------------- 51
TAPS TAPPING RUSHES or
Writers Rushing To Right ---------------------------- 52
ARABIA’S TRUE SON or
Shadows At High Noon ------------------------------- 53
SIGN OF THE TIMES or
Hey Blood!!! -------------------------------------------- 54
EACH DAY’S LIGHT CAST DIE or
Fingerprints On The Soul ----------------------------- 55
WHEN REASONS BECOME EXCUSES or
Nine Tenths Of The Law (Possession) ------------- 56
TIME WILL TELL or
Points Of Order ----------------------------------------- 57
TALKING STONES or
The Last Tale Told ------------------------------------- 58
NEVERMORE or
Second Hand Thoughts -------------------------------- 59
THE THIRD WITNESS or
Silent Wings Of Gold ---------------------------------- 60
REFLECTING ON REFLECTIONS or
Some Say ... --------------------------------------------- 61
TIMES COME or
Plaguing The Self -------------------------------------- 62
IN THE MIDST OF THE MIDST or
What Darkness? ---------------------------------------- 63
THERE IS A PLACE or
Waves In The Desert ----------------------------------- 65
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THE BELL or
Memories Fractled Without --------------------------- 82
THE DEEP or
Where The Little Bell Rings 83
FLAKES OF FIRE or
Red Clay ------------------------------------------------- 84
GOTHIC AWARENESS or
Forgotten Remembrances ---------------------------- 86
THE WORDS AND IMAGES OF PERGAMOS or
Where The Dark Horse Rides ------------------------ 87
GOING HOME or
Here Is Where I’ll Be ---------------------------------- 88
301.0 Paranoid Personality Disorder ---------------- 89
GOTHIC ENTROPY or
The Same Same Game -------------------------------- 90
GOTHIC DISCRIMINATIONS or
Differential Reinforcement --------------------------- 91
GOTHICS DON’T WEAR TRENCH COATS or
Today’s Value Rack ------------------------------------ 92
PLANTED SEED or
Let The Natural Consequences Be ------------------- 93
THE UNGOTH or
Draw! ---------------------------------------------------- 94
What Now My Soul? ----------------------------------- 95
(Gothic Scream)
TEN THOUSAND MORE NIGHTS or
Knock Knock ------------------------------------------- 96
SCATTERED IMAGES or
Death In A Hand Basket ------------------------------ 97
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GESTALT LOVERS or
A Long Silent Shout ----------------------------------- 98
(Gothic Heart Beats)
BETWIXT THE TWAIN or
Where Is Has Been ------------------------------------- 99
IMAGINATION or
Where Figments Reign -------------------------------- 100
iMpReSsIoNs or
ImPrEsSiOnS ------------------------------------------- 101
HEART OF MY HEARTS or
Let’s Dine ----------------------------------------------- 102
MY REMEMBRANCE or
Calling You Home ------------------------------------- 103
SPLITTING THE DIFFERENCE or
No First, No Last! -------------------------------------- 104
ON MEMORY’S WINGS or
You Make Me Feel Brand New ---------------------- 105
OXYMORON’S GALORE !!! ----------------------- 106
(Places To Walk)
THE GOD THAT ANSWERS BY FIRE or
A Smoking Furnace And A Burning Lamp -------- 108
RAINBOWED TEARS or
My Gothic Wife ---------------------------------------- 110
A BIRD FLEW AWAY TODAY or
Memories To Be ---------------------------------------- 111
IN THE STRANGE LAND OF EPHESUS or
An Occult Warrior On His Own White Horse ----- 112
IN THE MIDST OF WRATH or
Shalom Shalom ----------------------------------------- 113
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INTRODUCTION
Our culture both reflects and shapes the nature of earth’s culture. With
antisocial narcissism as its highest virtue, our multi-cultured melting pot has
become a peculiar cult founded on the belief that life is suppose to be stress
free and all values are equal. It has created an existential crisis for “the self”
by taking personal responsibility away from the individual and making
every body an expendable member of a demoralized and decentralized
family. Mothers are unnecessary, fathers are defamed, children are
misguided, young adults are confused, and the elderly are disposable. Thus,
the birth of my bad Gothic poetry.
Gothic poetry is a plea for awareness --- not attention. Gothic poetry is a
search for meaning --- not experience. Gothic poetry is often occult in the
technical sense, being difficult to detect, full of dark sayings, superficially
simple but hard to understand, with ordered meanings hidden in clichés.
Gothic poetry often scoffs at the elitist presumptions of academic poetry
and the amoral contentions of a Godless society. By its nature, all poetry is
uniquely personal, defiant of institutionalization, and both reflective and
revealing, regardless of form or quality. Gothic poems are born through a
process of externalizing an internal process of adaptation.
Gothic poets do not lurk in the darkness. They lurk in the light. Gothic
poets do not discriminate against others. They expect to be discriminated
against. Gothic poets do not inflict pain and discomfort. They reflect the
pain they see and feel. By intent, gothic poetry accents and brings meaning
to the darkness of this world system --- and the darkness caused within by
the black light of this world system. This darkness is shared by all mankind
(male and female) and it is full of equal opportunity and risk. It plays no
favorites and accepts no excuses. And the becoming of being there is real.
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Poetry is no better or worse than its conjurer --- i.e., it is the poet who
evokes memories, draws attention, or propels desire. The poet conjures
images and experiences for others through words. Words ordered in a
relative manner for a specific effect. A poet is a magician of what-nots and
sorts, weaving webs in the dark imaginations of others without quite
knowing the consequences. Poets, like Goths, are never quite understood,
being lonely self-possessed creatures always one step away from obscurity
and clarity, always a split second between being and becoming.
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Much like people, isolated words have no relativity and thus no meaning.
Words create cognitive images and stimulate sensory pains and pleasures
through associations and relationships. The meanings and experiences
evoked by a poem are the offspring of the poet’s knowledge and intent. But
it is the reader/hearer that experiences and understands the poem or not.
The nature and merit of a poem is imputed by the associative networks
traveled. Great poets ride the associative networks at one with the mode of
transportation, in much the same sense that a well trained horse and rider
act as one. Others are often invited to go along for the ride, but poets with
nothing to say have few companions by the end.
Men of good reason reach the same conclusions about life and living and
are equally perplexed by the conclusions they reach. Death is a concern
only to the living and life is a matter of resolving doubts, untying knots and
discovering new mysteries. The memories of mankind (male and female)
diminish with the senses and the brain is the mechanism of awareness.
Throughout life, thoughts become increasingly detached from their
experiences, increasingly free to transform and transcend, perhaps to be
increasingly refined into more pure forms of knowledge as we eye and are
drawn to God or Not. Perhaps, those who live long and build well lose only
those aspects of physical capacity which have relatively little value in
God’s eyes. Perhaps, the seekers of Truth will be left with a pure light to
follow and will be filled with knowledge of the holy. How can this be? My
increasingly feeble mind reasons that God is Spirit and, without going into
the usual boring details, my feeble mind reasons that, as consciousness
clouds and memories fade, mankind becomes increasingly worthy and
acceptable to God. What mankind values is not what God values and a
person's physical state does not change God's capacity to call his Spirit to
remembrance --- and when God calls to remembrance his own, the neural
networks of mankind (male and female) are rekindled by Spirit to spirit
contact with the Creator. What is pure remains and what is not finds itself
consumed in Death in the midst of the lake of fire. As a theist, I have also
included poems with dark sayings exposed to the Light.
Words are messengers which carry meaning, much like the king's
horsemen. Understanding the nature and function of words as they relate to
human nature reveals the very nature of God. To the degree that a poem
expresses and communicates Truth, it becomes a chariot with horsemen of
fire. I say, each to his own horse. So does my God. Mount up! Lets’ ride!!!
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Loops interwoven into a marvelous fabric entwining the very sense of self
figments of being set in due order by light the time of circumstance shaped
into soul mysteriously rooting the nature of becoming deep within the seed
of each wish to see words and images in secret chambers unfolding arrays
in the midst of night interlocking devices of every cunning work encoded
with knots on every side expressions of expectations and magical thinking
memories patterned into felt desire ruminations weaving a multicolored
garment bounding the space of each being's time expectations impressed by
rituals social order ingrained in time exercised forms filling imagination
intermingling fire with blood operants of definition and focus classically
transporting all that's me alternatives marked by complexity and effect
precepts balancing opportunity with risk enticing and evoking every
inclination eliciting and guiding the power of will created by and creating
the fit my mind's i chooses to see free spirits joined by unseen hands
translating thoughts into me.
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Mark well the end of the beginning and the beginning of the end
And hold fast their relationships on every side.
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Eyes see and ears hear events further divided across time
And each breath once divided the same time will never see.
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Smooth as quicksilver
In making excuses without shame,
And unstable as water
Treating all boundaries just the same.
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AN ATHEIST'S GOD
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AMERICAN GOTHS
or
What Price Prosperity?
Pitch-forked desire
Cast straight and away,
Cross-bearing brows
Forecasting their sway.
Glass framed wills
Standing in one’s stead,
Shattering free-will offerings
And lost promises said.
Porcelain images
Tie tacking one’s bed ...
Woeful sufferings
Best left unsaid...
For joy does not mount
The love-lost crown,
And the happiness
Of prosperity
Is all that’s found.
Woe-Ha!
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MOUTH TO MOUTH
A WHOLE BURNT OFFERING
AN ANSWER BY FIRE
THE DAILY SACRIFICE
DARK SAYINGS
A JEALOUS GOD
A LIVING SACRIFICE
A CLOUD OF WITNESSES
SALTED BY SALT
FACE TO FACE
AN HOLY KISS
INFLAMED
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DEAD CENTER
or
(the eye of the storm)
(a sight for sore eyes)
(a breath of fresh air)
(a word fitly spoken)
(a taoist's Tao)
(me ... )
(not!)
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To think, to say
To feel, to do ...
But 'tis the not
That makes the who.
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My course is predictable
And I certainly will return ...
So I presume to suggest
That my lessons you learn.
I come and I go
Where ever I list ...
Count on my return
Full power, no jest.
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Selah
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CHOW TAO
Me and my Tao
Just happened to be
Walking along
The shore of my see.
We came to a place
Yet to be come,
& hesitated to speak
For fear of being dumb.
Then outside-in
Inflamed inside-out,
Shading my self
In the shadow of doubt.
For becoming is
As being does,
And the way I am
Is because I was.
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WHISPERING PINES
OR
What Snake?
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IS IT ENOUGH?
or
What Was The Question?
Is my life worth
The while left to pray,
Or should I cease to fight
In order to stay?
Tell me now
And tell me true ...
Exactly what
You expect me to do.
Just let me be
At my final end,
Following after you
Rather than gin.
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A little seed.
A little water.
A little time.
A little circumstance.
A little you.
A little me.
A little life.
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Bouncing babies
Are just cute as they can be,
And adults love to give full attention
To the busy little bees.
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PATTERN ME
or
Today's Unborn Child
As time becomes
A memory you see
We create ourselves
What we will be.
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FRANTIC VISITATION
or
Poe's Woe
VII
Entering now through the tortured panes
Deep pools frantic for light,
Come images potent to all banes
Cunning afoot in quickness of flight,
Dancing around familiar ways of pain
Now into the day, then into the night,
Peering and peeping one's name
Exposing untrodden paths & all well trodden in fright.
VIII
Each heart of hearts clad in black
Swiftly steps the well-footed estate,
(Oh, let us reel in the slack
Lest Come! pass while we wait)
Compassing each form by its lack
Chaos forced binding in order to weigh.
Shades of gray hanging on value's rack
Each clamoring to be worn today.
IX
Glittering across the never-ending lie
The fleet-footed scurry to survive
Evermore denying, denying, denying
The ever Present that must certainly arise.
Heat portioned by time's cast die
A clean cut space to revive --
Instances of exquisite pain in stillness sigh
Two edges once felt always to bear alive.
X
Latticed degenerations in the wind
Encompassing coals of desire,
Cursed spirits given power by men
Listing and fluttering in the mire,
Once possessing without, ever possessed within
Clasping hands in the midst of unseen fire,
No doubt a soul fitly sent to begin
A last meal on earth in unseemly attire.
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XI
As the ill kept tarn glows bright
Now bubbles up as the harvest below,
Eddies of thick darkness pocking the sight
Forcing the dank's ebb to flow ...
(Ahh, Nevermore claims gleaner's rights
Where Evermore once tickled the ears to sow)
Winged creatures casting lots in the night
Surfacing where each fears most to go.
XII
Black waves swirling deep within
Rushing winds pressed hard to light,
Churning thick the blood of Then
Shattering the comfort of night,
The silence of empty hooded winds
Hovering, drifting, alert for flight,
Hollow seeds ever seeking new friends
Wanting forever any exploit's delight.
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GOING HOME
or
Here Is Where I'll Be
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Apparent indifference
To what other's say and do,
Marked by avoidant eyes
And abhorrence of what's new.
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First there was NOT and the NOT was yet One
And the One was without and between.
Light full of darkness and sound full of silence
Great potentials ever attending to be.
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HOURGLASS OF TEARS
OR
The Way It's Always Been
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It's true that form follows function and water rushes to the sea
And all things arranged in due order is the way things ought be!
But mankind's quest for knowledge is fourfold buried deep
Beneath the lust for power and the control one chooses to keep.
At times, the rider is the poet and the poem the mount
But what manner of horseman knows the ways that count?
Too much, too soon, too little, too late?
And, Oh Yes ...
Was the trip worth taking and message worth its wait?
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FACE TO FACE
or
Was There Ever Any Doubt?
No disrespect intended
To those who bear the flame
But I must make up my own mind
No matter what's the same.
No offense intended
Just clarifying my place
But when the time arrives
Best get out of my face.
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REFLECTIONS IN A SUNROOM
or
Soul Casting
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TALKING STONES
OR
The Last Tale Told
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NEVERMORE
OR
Second Hand Thoughts
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The third
Makes you want to cry
ABBA Father !!!
And look to the sky.
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REFLECTING ON REFLECTIONS
OR
Some Say ... ...
... ...Reflections are images of light cast long ago from the sky,
Pure energy ever beholding to a seeing eye...
... ...Reflections are mirrors within mirrors uncovering the hidden heart,
Giving mercy to the shame of guilt and new life a place to start...
... ...Reflections are felt experiences of sufferings old and new,
In the pursuit of simple peace knowing vengeance is overdue...
... ...Reflections are memories resurrected each waking day,
Ruminations of the past just to justify the stay...
... ...Reflections are doubts about allowances both given and received,
And weighted measures of self balanced against what others need...
... ...Reflections are cherished memories and anticipatory fears,
Bringing the past and future closer together over the years...
... ...Reflections are just devices to shadow unseemly desire,
Cloaking false images of self and stoking eternal fire...
... ...Reflections are communications in the fiery pathways of mind,
One side against the other to approach what's called Divine...
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TIMES COME
Or
Plaguing The Self
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DANCE-FEET BEES
Or
On The Tips of Tongues
Dance-feet bees
Tipping the tow of the wind,
Pounding out messages
To those who have yet been.
Wobbling and wiggling
Their sting-tail stint,
Bending and contorting
To fulfill the message sent.
Well marked from the beginning
To discover their own end,
Such flit about unwittingly
Much better than men.
For workers duly sent
Most joyfully return,
To tell their dance
For others to learn.
Yet mankind still-dances
Aimlessly about ...
Deaf to the truth
And unblinded by doubt.
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NOBODY CARES
Or
Vacant Eyes
Wretched sockets
Pin-pointing their plea,
To THE UNKNOWN GOD
Staring holes in me.
Pools of darkness
Fighting for sight,
Rippling against
Soul sources of light.
Headstrong well-wishers
Hell-bent against the winds,
Dividing themselves asunder ...
Back-casting has-beens.
Battered about
Within their own dares,
They self-destruct
Crying: “Nobody Cares”
Yo!
Yo!
Yo!
Go, BOW-STRINGED bro!!!
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NO PAIN, NO GAIN
Or
No Not!
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THE END
Or
In The Beginning
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SO LONELY
Or
The Lover’s Sensitive Soul
(Captured in imagination
Felt wishes of delight ...
Memories of satiation
Day dreams of the night.)
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GOTHIC BANE
or
Relative Light
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Etched by sapphire
upon the pavement clear,
footprints of a holy man
slowly did appear,
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CRISSCROSSINGS
&
Nots
Drip! Drip!
Who’s there?
I don’t know!
I don’t care!
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So I do unto others
By doing unto me,
Taking every advantage
And copping each plea.
For I am a paradox
Dealing in blame,
Enticing and eliciting
Both sympathy and shame.
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I feed on others
As emotional pie
And make them dance
Lest I die.
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(Metaphorical convolutions
Swirling in the wind,
Evermore becoming
Self creations within ...
Reflections refracted
Sparkled to One point,
Defining the being forged
By what it chooses to anoint.)
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IMAGE OF LONELINESS
OR
Make It Real !!!
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THE BELL
or
Memories Fractled Without
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THE DEEP
Or
Where The Little Bells Ring
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FLAKES OF FIRE
Or
Red Clay
Flakes of fire
spewing fourth here and there ...
ashes cast out
with Ne'er more a care.
Dark-lights blind
and bright lights lie ...
but sore eyes bleed
tears cast in the sky.
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Just sealed.
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GOTHIC AWARENESS
Or
Forgotten Remembrances
Excruciating pain
So precise in the night,
Pinpointing becoming
Beyond every delight.
Drawing attendants
To court the plights,
Crisscrossing horizons ...
Imploding sights.
Blind warriors set loose
Penetrate silent screams,
As all things become
Cumulative dreams.
Infolding fires
Burning insights out,
Marking sealed lips
Once parting to shout.
Throats burning
A salt-laked fire,
Sevenfold dividing
Into pure desire.
Taking in
And spewing out,
Stripping and sucking
Exploring doubt.
How far can you go
And where will you be
When the onset of darkness
Is all that you see?
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Going Home
or
Here Is Where I'll Be
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GOTHIC ENTROPY
or
The Same Same Game
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GOTHIC DISCRIMINATIONS
or
Differential Reinforcement
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PLANTED SEED
Or
Let The Natural Consequences Be
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THE UNGOTH
Or
Draw!
Come back!
To the beginning (of me)
Come on!
Or just let me be.
Over and out!
And over and over again.
Hey, Yo!
Check-dis-out
Like you know!
Dis-surely-has-been.
So what ... ?
So what’s?!
What’s up?
So in yo face again!!!
Can’t write!
Can’t talk!
Can’t think my self too far!
Hate love
Love hate
Won’t work
Can’t wait!
Hell fire! Damned nation!
Got no place again!
Draw!
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(Gothic Scream)
Cloggers clacking
Deadbeat deads
Coming and going
In haunted heads.
Whispering light
Backcasted delights ...
Trebled about
Ten thousand more nights.
Creepy crawlers
By night or by day ...
Soft touches forever left
With nothing to say.
Knock! knock!
Who’s there?
It’s my me
Don’t you care? ...
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SCATTERED IMAGES
Or
Death In A Hand Basket
Dropping dragons
And their flies ...
Until the consumption
Reaches their neighs.
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GESTALT LOVERS
or
A Long Silent Shout
A shadowed presence
Made just for show,
Burning with desires
None present will know.
Spine-tingling reflections
Off-the-wall and back
Into becoming
Where all beings are black.
Empty pockets
Fulfilled with great naughts,
Comeback! universes
And no-fault faults.
Gestalt lovers
Mingling round about,
Emerging as conscience
With a long silent shout.
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Half-witted reflections
Of turn-key affections,
Bird-brained, no wings
Curiously, haunting off-springs.
Half-baked warriors
Fore-bearing the time,
Tippie-toed cloggers
Pit diggers, dirt blind.
By-the-wayside casters
Sowing swing-blades at night,
Down-and-out users
Shading fright from sight.
Devil-may-care, or NOT!
Foreboding brood
Deep-seated beat hearts
Forecasting their mood.
Pound! Pound!
Whose there?
Don’t you ask!!
Don’t you dare!!!
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IMAGINATION
Or
Where Figments Reign
Compelling images
Entice and then go
No regrets, no obligations,
Just leading the show.
Sacrificed souls
In and out of the fire,
Having no youth
Never knowing desire.
For beginnings are fleeting
And easy to amend,
But endings are forever
And ever the end.
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iMpReSsIoNs
lock, stock, and barrel to the highest bidder each day and each kit and
caboodle has just as much to say a thousand ways in the beginning becomes
one in the end as we are subtly shaped by our impressions of men for we
certainly create clear lines in the sand in each place of reason where we
choose not to stand
ImPrEsSiOnS
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HEART OF MY HEARTS
Or
Let’s Dine!
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MY REMEMBRANCE
Or
Calling You Home
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Today’s tomorrows
same-same
as Yesteryear’s
come-back
come-ons ...
unnatural tears
mocking the light,
dip-brushed images
offered to lonely desire.
So too, unspoken whispers
fulfill day’s night
with the darling’s delicacies
quite out-of-sight.
Splitting differences
of just desserts ...
impaled passions
consumed in time,
wanderlust outcasts
forever left behind;
still-stilted beings
running to and fro
seeking becoming in being
With no Tomorrow’s heart.
Feel good lovers
plummeted fast
from the start:
No more,
no less,
no first,
no last.
Just gone.
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ON MEMORY’S WINGS
Or
You Make Me Feel Brand New
In thick darkness
words and images implode
As I find your
delight in me.
Searching, spiraling,
savoring the flame,
my being only becomes
in you.
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Disallow my presumptuousness
By Thy rod of correction.
(Selah)
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(Places To Walk)
Jerusalem is translated
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Peace
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RAINBOWED TEARS
Or
My Gothic Wife
Rainbowed hews
crisscrossing my eyes,
sparkled twinks reflecting
the unborn sighs.
Expansive pin-points
making rooms just to see
the new born delights
now beholding my me.
Penetrating affections
coming to-and-fro again,
afflicting the flip-side
of Evermore's could-a-been.
Mind-binding anointings
paving every known path,
creating creations
from my singular aftermath.
Cul-de-saced slingshots
purely marking the way ...
terrible loneliness, the silence
still-forcing my stay.
Now, my i sits
cud-chewing this life ...
seeking a pure breath
for my Gothic wife.
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Take the Master at his Word and hold fast to his surety
For it is his delight to be held to close account.
Take up the parable of parables and sup with the sower
And learn to call on the God That Answers By Fire.
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Undisciplined events
Timed-out and about ...
Startled twinks left wanting
Forever more, no doubt.
Self-dead,
“Working” strife ...
Great wonder,
Great life!
Peace!
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SPACE TIME
PAST FUTURE
PRESENT
IMAGINATION
MEMORIES
RANGE
COMPLEXITY
ACCURACY
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Proverbs 5:6
Lest thou shouldest ponder
the path of life,
her ways are moveable,
that thou canst not know them.
Ecclesiastes 1:13-18
And I gave my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all
things that are done under heaven: this sore travail hath God given to the
sons of man to be exercised therewith. I have seen all the works that are
done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and
vexation of spirit. That which is crooked cannot
be made straight: and that which is wanting
cannot be numbered. I communed with mine
own heart, saying, Lo, I am come to great estate,
and have gotten more wisdom than all they
that have been before me in Jerusalem: yea,
my heart had great experience of wisdom
and knowledge. And I gave my heart to know
wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I
perceived that this also is vexation of spirit. For
in much wisdom is much grief: and he that
increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
John 6:63
It is the spirit that quickeneth;
the flesh profiteth nothing:
the words that I speak unto you,
they are spirit,
and they are life.
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