#NoPoo Book 1 An ode to Gabriel
surrender of a new day.
my throat is dry,
ash fills my mouth
no subtle move nor bargain
just a pause ~ in thought
-a surrender-
to the light that painstakingly streams
through vertical, anew—
I watch,
I see,
then truly listen,
faintly, a slow breath restores
as this new day now known,
has risen
#NoPoo
7:20am EST
12/12/2020
my throat is dry,
ash fills my mouth
no subtle move nor bargain
just a pause ~ in thought
-a surrender-
to the light that painstakingly streams
through vertical, anew—
I watch,
I see,
then truly listen,
faintly, a slow breath restores
as this new day now known,
has risen
#NoPoo
7:20am EST
12/12/2020
12.12.2020
10.35pm
#NoPoo
it didn't really matter
whether I managed to say it
or you did
we talked about it
a lot
that we seemed to have spoken
of the same thing
together
to each other
used to finish the sentence
for each other
or together
that sometimes I didn't know
whether we said it
or just thought it
and knew
that the other knew...
49
10.35pm
#NoPoo
it didn't really matter
whether I managed to say it
or you did
we talked about it
a lot
that we seemed to have spoken
of the same thing
together
to each other
used to finish the sentence
for each other
or together
that sometimes I didn't know
whether we said it
or just thought it
and knew
that the other knew...
49
A Love In All Phases (NoPoo 31)
evitable she
winter spring summer autumn
her seasons touch me
winter spring summer autumn
her seasons touch me
Written by AspergerPoet56
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~pythagorean geometries & poetic pyrethrums
magnetic~ hypotenuses
are your slanting clear rays
in straight pencilling lines
of drawing red sunsets
a magmatic Fuji’s foundry
of molten Iron ore streams
in a boldening suffusion-
an arterial RBC gush
of an electric branching
lightning verve, is
this effervesce flaming
rush of a cavernous resonance
- traverses as curvy~ sinuous
wave in coppery flush~ burn:
a monstrously tendrilous
climbing specie of a
spirited warrior spree
in penetrance (nulling those
thickly choking white smoke
in a ro(o/u)ted wide-open
unshackle display crawl
of fair palmar silences. .
from smoggy noxious
closing in weedy wildfire
of a cryptic dusky haze)
hitting home... this
waiting~ weighing down
virtuous gravity core
of my earthen grounds
in a crying~ clamour
..of an unclassifiable
painpleasure crisis... as you
unbundle your each discrete
quantum pack of leaping~
olympic photonic sunbirds
of a lambent lightness
unto this cracky~ crusted
benumbed & barren famine
heart... of a dreary dreamless
desertion...
in a raging revolution...
busts those tented clustery
clogger headed politi-co-rporate
invasive dusts.. corruptibly
in slavish stamps of a pre(-)datedly
manufactured expiry of the soil...
to a grainy anew
'now'... the
naturally browning~
organic- a seedy staging
non-puppetary spread
of unitary freedom
-in an epic
reformatory status, wets
viscously the clay.. as
One undifferentiable pool~
setting in.. a forever
fidelity
of Us, in
an equatorial poetic rainfall
of our in & out
wordy breaths... & beyond
Written by summultima
(uma)
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#NoPoo/ 121220/ 23:30:56
free- fall fantasia, 'this love' in forever refrain
a see-through glassy slurry
..what this body’s succulence
of a cacti’s plumping crosssection
holds still.. in its gluey~ glowing
messy mass of a quagmiry
translucence..
this love
in an emotional stir
of a catalytic emulsion
grind... in the drizzly
irrigational mists.. each
micronizing sprinkle
holds a swelling oilwell
of a dusky musk ambergris
in its flotilla bloaty rubric
façade .. a cupric bluish
highlight rouge~ of a
peacocking iridescence
this love
in an antediluvian~ fossilized
beady eyes of a resinous amber~
of myrrh exude.. from this
overwhelming Moringa's
luscious vascular.. as
serially bubble~ gumming
stuurdy stud embeds
of a ravenously invitational
ripen biting appetite..
sunning in your rippling
chiffony radiant sprawl
..a Kalahari expanse, bears
vulnerable those mystical
sloshy~ stomatal oasis
in mercurial brims
this love
in its unleashing (a)maze.. the
‘moist’~ ly oozing leafy veins...
of a cut-open rocky diehardcore
this love
manifests..
& then
(that maniacally restless
ruffling solitary bird in rusting
red autumnal alerted bunch
of even nascent featherlets
.. in an early ~ senescing
fall of an irony...
in brightly acute
momentary uprisings
as needling in distantly
glaucous coniferous canopies
of many tiny eucalyptussy
mountainous erections..
pin(n)ing high towards
the searching abyss
of your touching skies..)
to now, falls
unto your earnest eyes
(from those cold
& bleak.. blanking~ blindness..
wakes upto shrill hotness hues
of your sparking Kundalini sunrise~
filling in my vital humouring
hunger)
[.. your eventual arrival
in a gravity~ dislocating sacral
shyly~ butterflying crisis... churns
an orgasmic rush of an
emptying cranial lightness
from primally drilling in
drum~ births... of a
thunder~ stricken tribal
warfare bosom~ in a
monsoonal downpouring
(one) congressional
anticipation]
only in the (un)becoming
a rapidly punctured airless
balloon... unfurls a gorgeous
invisible self, that’s
journaling the journeys
in mantric scriptures..
…. falling in deep divine
intertwining bouts
of a tantric S L E E P
in our One awakening
this love
of (y)our
eternal find
Written by summultima
(uma)
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#NoPoo/ 131220/ 01;28:57
The Prince and I
Dreams of the Prince and I
So passive and serene as Heaven and earth subconsciously collide
Vivid dreams can seem so real
Once our eyes are closed, some we can physically feel
I dreamed of hitting the lottery for a lot of money
To spread my wealth for all in the land of milk and honey
I dreamed I sailed the stormy seas
Tales of comfort to bring weary sailors to their knees
On the battleship I stretched my hand out
Thirst in Africa, water provided for their seasonal drought
I turned over in my slumber
I was hugging a tree in the Amazon rainforest, protecting it from becoming paper lumber
Rain poured from the skies
I stared down the presence of a suicide bomber with death and destruction in his eyes
Reconsidered his thoughts after looking into my eyes to find the answers to his whys
The Middle East so much mortar and rumble I had to step over
Sat in on congressional talks in Mother Russia, plans of peace soon to uncover
I dreamed of faraway lush lands, Monaco Prince Rainier a balloon ride as the winds winded, bit by bit
President Xi Jinping forgave me for my lack of fluency in Chinese, he did not mind it
He stated his neighbors are thinking of war and he would bring love, he will make us believe his idea
Dined at the table with Kim Jong-un in North Korea
Promises were made to stop and decrease
Nuclear missiles that would ultimately annihilate and stifle world peace
In my dream I was astral marooned
I looked down at the beautiful reflection kissed by the blue Nile lagoons
I wanted to wake up from this peripatetic dream
Until a handsome man whose face remained unseen
Sheikh Hamdan Al Maktoum
He promised me the stars, the moon, the Dubai sand dunes
Dubai Prince, pureness colored cloth wrapped around his head, country of oil and gold
From what my subconscious in sleep has foretold
He reassured me he would write me beautiful written words of art
His passion of poetry, as a Prince, softly spoken from his heart
Japan Prime Minster Shinz Abe
He bowed his head, took me in his arms, and talked of peaceful pasture as our bodies slowly swayed
He twirled me around
My beautiful dream was losing ground
I heard my alarm clock melody ringing in the distance
Sweet lips slowly covered mine as I listened
One eye opened muscular body hovering and glistening
Mohammad Al Saud
Prince of Saudi Arabia endearment to my body I womanly applaud
We spoke of hidden treasures
Middle East scrolls to enlighten, now buried, he weakened at this queen’s inquisitive caressing words of respectful pleasures
I extended my palm to press the snooze
I breathed American air I felt I can’t lose
No resentments
My travels have lasted without any contentment
Without any deterring humps
Now in the Oval Office discussing the world economy with President Donald Trump
He advised me, although, the future sounds bleak
We will all unite to meet, once we learn to have compassion when we greet
I finally awoke
I hope the last part of my dream was not a joke
A little voice of reassurance whispered from the Pope
Have faith, Be kind
As I’ve have spread this concept among all human mankind
Napoo #18 (12-12-20)
any title will do
(+)
what's the worst that could happen
act of god notwithstanding,
who's god would dare anyway
take this you, and stamp your bingo card
before the moth eats the numbers away
then you'll be sorry. sorry you never took it
(+)
just because your hair is short
dont mean you ain't no emily
there's talk you bought a bottle
to the fountain, they say Timoteì
but I know different
either way the youth still wears you
wathever it was you paid
(+)
what's the worst that could happen
act of god notwithstanding,
who's god would dare anyway
take this you, and stamp your bingo card
before the moth eats the numbers away
then you'll be sorry. sorry you never took it
(+)
just because your hair is short
dont mean you ain't no emily
there's talk you bought a bottle
to the fountain, they say Timoteì
but I know different
either way the youth still wears you
wathever it was you paid
lepperochan said:any title will do
(+)
what's the worst that could happen
act of god notwithstanding,
who's god would dare anyway
take this you, and stamp your bingo card
before the moth eats the numbers away
then you'll be sorry. sorry you never took it
(+)
just because your hair is short
dont mean you ain't no emily
there's talk you bought a bottle
to the fountain, they say Timoteì
but I know different
either way the youth still wears you
wathever it was you paid
👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏
.
(+)
what's the worst that could happen
act of god notwithstanding,
who's god would dare anyway
take this you, and stamp your bingo card
before the moth eats the numbers away
then you'll be sorry. sorry you never took it
(+)
just because your hair is short
dont mean you ain't no emily
there's talk you bought a bottle
to the fountain, they say Timoteì
but I know different
either way the youth still wears you
wathever it was you paid
👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏
.
13.12.2020
2144 AEDST
#32
there is a faint scent of her in this stagnant air
otherwise it
is another warm and humid
unbearable night
light
matter's not tonight
for the visibility is zero
in her absence
lungs
these lungs
they're saturated
the adjacent heart
their neighbour within
the rib cage
is mired
in a struggle of its own
dawn cannot come
soon enough
.
2144 AEDST
#32
there is a faint scent of her in this stagnant air
otherwise it
is another warm and humid
unbearable night
light
matter's not tonight
for the visibility is zero
in her absence
lungs
these lungs
they're saturated
the adjacent heart
their neighbour within
the rib cage
is mired
in a struggle of its own
dawn cannot come
soon enough
.
bravery unlike any I've ever known
She cried and cried
We both drank wine to soothe a shattered heart
Barely audible, in all her palpable heartache
I sat , distanced enough, yet still there.
Listening and trying not to lose my composure
She's a fighter of great fights
Every. single. day.
The least I could do, was be strong for her now. Horrors kept coming, my eyes glistening
Death and suffering
of just too much untold
Still I listened and listened and consoled
Until sleep was calling her sweet name.
When I got home,
I cried so hard that I'm physical sore this morning... I can't even imagine, her.
*My friend works as an ER nurse
and she's the bravest person I've ever met
#NoPoo
12/13/2020
6:15am EST
She cried and cried
We both drank wine to soothe a shattered heart
Barely audible, in all her palpable heartache
I sat , distanced enough, yet still there.
Listening and trying not to lose my composure
She's a fighter of great fights
Every. single. day.
The least I could do, was be strong for her now. Horrors kept coming, my eyes glistening
Death and suffering
of just too much untold
Still I listened and listened and consoled
Until sleep was calling her sweet name.
When I got home,
I cried so hard that I'm physical sore this morning... I can't even imagine, her.
*My friend works as an ER nurse
and she's the bravest person I've ever met
#NoPoo
12/13/2020
6:15am EST
