#NoPoo Book 1     An ode to Gabriel

14.11.2020

 civilization?

when primal fears stoked
vision is all but tribal
fight for survival

14.11.2020  7.41pm
#NoPoo

A heart on the Grass
In a lighter shade of green
upon a grassy field
a heart is carved
on the mat of grass

In shades of Lavender
leaves from trees
embracing the autumn sky
flutter to the grass below

...my heart burns...

5.

...

11/14/2020

The quiet is the worst
My own thoughts roar
A dichotomy ~ of my own tortured reality
O' to really know you
would be to sit again, in quiet
then, a roar
—Nevermore



#NoPoo

15.11.2020.  9.07am

Bright dawn illuminate the world
dancing light on the tree tops
soft breeze caressing my face
walk with me, hold my hand


6.

11/14/20

Come with me, 
 my love 
while the world
is asleep, where clouds like wreaths 
hide the moon. 
Where oceans claim 
 tears from hearts, 
 that weep, to return
them as pearls 
by noon

#NoPoo

11/14/2020 8:53pm EST

That fucking doubt,
I watch how it twists it's spiny lengths
and tears at my mouth,
leaving me heaving bloodied chunks of
all, that I was always without


#NoPoo

15/11/2020

the golden hour

casting long shadows
the small figures
they were walking
towards the sun

stepping literally
on a golden earth

a deep sigh
when it sank
for the view was
blinding


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so excuse Lep, from your official date 12/ 11 I count... & post 4 here.



#NoPoo/ 4/ 15112020/ 14:14:15
::post-diwali benumbing blues- a senryu ::

brittle~ broke bitter
terrains of ruggedness- curled  
in feverish tongues


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#NoPoo/ 3/ 14112020/ 19:51:19  
::his blackmoon ~ mirroreyes, dig an endlless telltale::

Kapluz~ Caprese~ Caspian~ aka Blacky  
our miniature leapordy catboy sepoy

...his roiling turbidite~ anime beady eyes..
with a flashing glinty glaze, rolling side-wise

strainingly settle straight,  as he looks up  

to me

aloud, in loaded silence.. its never a blank  
moment.. his pulsing tarmoon eyeflowers  
is in a maximal biggening decipher~ glow  

with those two flagging papery earcones  
trying unshakably hard in attentive details  

to me..

for he responds in a glacial meltdown, in  
little fluttery glances of gratitude.. in an  
absolutely mature~ meaningful working  
patience, unheard of...  

..of a patient such as his cute lil furry self  

but then...

..souls are souls.. ageless. in an unsaid sync.  

its just not into any petty politic divisive frames
of your (d)evolutionary kingdom in a crackdwon

you overthinking restlessly futile (in)human(un)kind  

wake up your shruken dna's of (sub)consciousness
in the divine dosing in shrilly~ sprinkler drip irrigational
rains- deeply wholly in soul~ absorbance. a calmative  

l o v e    


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#NoPoo/ 2/ 13112020/ 22:37:34
::khaki roja::

muchly crinkled tiny origami~ copters  
scatter abuzz in fluttery crackle takeoffs  
& smooth sliding in silent landings... all  
in this vastly empty~ echoey runway heart..  

khaki roja.. they are!  
as if mummified  
    robotic houseflies  
stuffed with-  
a flattened conscience  

s u r (e) r e a l i t i e s


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#NoPoo/ 1/ 12112020/ 17:37:22  
::brittle dreams of n-deaths::


slipping off to small deaths  
of sudden shallow bogging  
sleeps-  

eyes shut in rigorous lockdown
inner the hyperopic glasswall  
cellulars-  

in a magnifyingly multiplying  
embed~ dreams.. a tricky barren  
waiting warzone..  of sleeping
landmines?  waking up to  
your knockdown tappings  

explodes  
as shardy splintering  
sandy~ sawdust spills of  
sackful sin archives  

in the glowering  
as serially~ micro~ sparking  
fireseeds of the karmic embers

in a starry burn & brighten  
     waiting to be  
  electrocuted instant  
by lightning matchstick  
streaks of a hyper~ verdict  

from the calling upper gallows-  
ticking & switching on  
the miniscule allocative  
 dockets of a palatial  
    crematorium  

wherein-  
 the flying free  
charring blacks  
 of ashen birds-  

 are in a  
beautiful  
 nothingness  
crumble  


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will share individual daily post from hereon, thanks:)

Best to All #NoPoo Poets & to Lep~ Soul . Light & Love:)

16.11.2020. 1.15am
#NoPoo

I love you hold me don't leave me
hold me within in the honeycomb of your brain
plant me in your mind
she is dancing blindly within the snowstorm

7.

16.11.2020

a mouthful of...

bit own tongue
mouth full of blood
still
spat out less
much less
than the venom
that spewed
a few moments
prior

karma
is a silent bit[ch]

11/16/2020
I give to you
this one wish
to hold fair, but firm 

From my grasp
to yours
let not the wind persuade its leave 



I read this somewhere and can't remember where

cold_fusion said:16.11.2020

a mouthful of...

bit own tongue
mouth full of blood
still
spat out less
much less
than the venom
that spewed
a few moments
prior

karma
is a silent bit[ch]

just an awesome spill..
wow
xoxo
💜
As are ALL the ridiculously ahh-mazing writes here...
I'm so glad I follow this thread