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#NoPoo Book 1     An ode to Gabriel

SweetKittyCat5
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lepperochan said:ha, thanks very millions. I found this on YouTube a few days ago:

https://youtu.be/xaeKOEMb_oI

I’m positive my co host won’t mind me sharing with you.  

you’re welcome

and thanked :),


I am going to check it out as I am getting a manicure/pedicured... I had to return and fix a typo.. go on and enjoy this day... I just sent you a bottle of Moet... wink

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#NoPoo/ 010421/23:52:59
:: runaway dummy~ cloudhorses.. of the happening deep rainy skies  ::





why are you, being
the stealthy~ heavy army
'..a march'ing irony,  in
rolling stony silence within
your gallopy insidious cavalry..
- - soiled dusts storming up as

thickly veiled sabotaging
cloudiness you are, in the
now blanket staining east west
skies of the glowering sun moon

    that your programmed tsunamic ebbs
takes over the aesthetic ritualistic dawn dusks
as ill-streakishly stillborn,  to be malformed
corrugated-  cannibalistic canvases.. of an

imprisoned rigorous, an indefinite seen
an abruptly bitten stingy~ spastic unsung
phenomenon.. in swimming dark opacities
day after night after day.. relaycasted fast- a

tyrannical monotony.
.. this
'march'ing irony .. in

all the overwhelmy churning fleshy slush
..of easily seeping in so- duped
skindeepish romantic melodies..this

heated up airtight night lavishly feeds on
& on..   are just the superflossy eyecandy..
in the substancelessly frothing up atop
collapsibly emulsioning  the 'so'- hollow
emotions .. that's

--without the true cuckooing in chaos &  music::
the quintessential melancholy that it holds
integral to the soul in gushing exuberance



--a fading sugary coated parrot language of  long broken record
in roting mechanical repetitions  ..is in no magnetisms..

to the gathering marriage & committed gravitas
of 'the' Everesting Nightingale... the Lata- mangeshker-ish
melancholy aching strings.. in intense 'one' laser


symphonic  l i g h t s  

of this.    L O V E



#Nopoo #ERULGCT #Robuma #LatenightScriblabble #love

*pic: web. titled  'Poikkal Kuthirai' ( in Tamil, meaning 'False Horse' ..literally referring to the folklore dance art form named same. .. Art of #Anikartick - Chennai Animation Sketch Artist

summultima
uma
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Bluevelvete said:
My sympathies for your loss 🙏 ... what a glorious tribute... I was in tears...
The furry babies are parts of our families, for sure. I'm so glad Rosie (beautiful name!) isn't suffering anymore and I am certain, she knew how much she was loved.

Ty for sharing 🐶 ❤️🙏✨🌟💫
xo
-B


Aww Blue, thanks for the words & feltness & understanding.Rosie's final moments were too painful to put in here.. that was in fullblooded fonts & widemouthed hardness our words & soul & prayets & love ..sure heals her renews her .. rebirths her . gratitudes again Blue 🙏💐♥️✍️

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2/4/,2021
7.38am
#NoPoo

I shouldn't have walked that road
or rode the tail of destiny
not being strong enough
I should've just sought rebirth
in another time and space
...where there's no one
to remember


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Bluevelvete
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galvanized in a brief spare moment


there's moments...
moments, so poignant
they're almost missed
in their fleeting
a serendipitous flutter,
turned life piercer

It's butterfly wings
flapping
across densely thought
of distance wrought
ending in fervent storms
by that
simple spare moment,
created

Minds,
Oh how they do meld
in a spec of time
thoughts - liked plucked,
from once weighted tomes
bound in spine
cherished of shared blood
and galvanized muscle
rousing a heart
to beat in mightiest beats

loudest then
were echoes that
traveled unaware—
upon soaring winds
from grace to grit
beating,
so thunderous

to certain find that which
a moment
once seized,


captured willingly in known








#Nopoo 4/1/21

AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 142) Uncoil

awareness brings
much clarity from the soul
love tuly uncoils


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SweetKittyCat5
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I Have Felt Your Softness In And Out Of Time

Euterpe, Greek Mythology Muse who represented and was the patron of Music. She is said to have invented the flute and other wind instruments. Her symbol was the Aulos, a type of double flute. Her name was derived from the Greek words meaning the “giver of much delight.”    
   
Euterpe, Greek Mythology, giver of much delight    
The redeemer of lyrics played sweetly, felt without the eyes of sight    
Delight of the Gods sought in my alluring music    
Instruments played of me softens the mind of any cherubic    
Blessed with beauty, my music shall soar us in flight    
Hold me tight in this mad world with all your might    
   
I shall play the passion of my seductive double flute    
Love coveted, no other mortal woman to refute    
Desire arises for an awakened touch    
In the cathedral of death, as you pray for rest, I release you as much    
Passion I shall carry on seducing as on Mt. Olympus    
Merry dances in the light of passion as you come unto me as a gift given at Christmas    
   
The saxophone, I play instilling a soulful hymn echoing of its song    
The Obo melody plays as resuscitating breaths lingers all night long    
My clarinet plays sadly as eyes have now wept    
Sundown, the soul has slept, the sun has now rose to set    
Reversing the hands of times, as echoes have never met    
Passion, desires, emotions lost, as never felt    
   
I give unto the loins of mortal men their just due    
You will never unlock the mysteries of my spirituality which defines the essence of this beautiful Muse    
Karma kissed, bathed by Fate, and Destiny anointed by scared oil    
As I ensue, pursue, and enthuse, come unto my Root and Sacral Chakra, and rest your mind as you mentally toil    
   
Dedicated To Good Friday
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a longing of words


They travel across fields
of such mossy green  
being blown along
by the softest breeze  
floating higher
and higher
into skies
bluer than her eyes
when she whispers
and sighs          
         
Ohh, These words          
         
have fought wars
upon wars
and have seen
those scars,
the kind
with lasting memories
of the weary
and wicked
the battle torn
and the righteous hordes
of all those
not as lucky as I    
         
Yes, These words—          
         
Finally,          
they've made their way
from the very bang
of the biggest sort--
as precious commodities
that God herself cradled
and out of the mouths of babes
they were brought forth

              [My not so impervious heart
                   weakens and contracts]    

         
as these  
words—



       


                   
  have come home.        




#Nopoo 4/2/21 (#142)

Grace
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3.4.2021
4.24pm
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burning
torch still held high
running
to the cauldron
where all fires
coalesce

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SweetKittyCat5
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Man's Nakedness

I crave the wondrous naked physique of man        
From the halo around his head, as God has blessed him in his image      
To his rooted feet within the shoes as he stands      
His nakedness in thought        
       
Naked in isolation of his own mind       
His undulated nakedness appreciative to a woman’s eyes      
A man’s nakedness instilled within a woman’s body      
Nakedness skin to skin, heartbeat-to-heartbeat        
       
Naked emotions conveyed in atonement      
I admire a man’s nakedness in his wisdom to understand        
His nakedness in his ability to adapt, his oath in life to speak the naked truth      
       
Man’s naked body, a promised blessing from the womb from which it came forth; clothed by society with burdens, heartaches, and disappointments      
Society perception of man’s nakedness through the eyes of himself        
His loins, the jewels of his sacred kingdom as God has blessed to cometh and bring forth fruit, bearing of great nations      
His heartbeats, beating within the chambers of his blindly naked emotions        
       
His nakedness in fear      
His nakedness in battle      
The naked emotion concealed in defeat      
The hunger of his nakedness to reveal when his mind is caged        
       
Man’s nakedness in the Garden of Eden as he bowed unto the spiritually of his destiny        
       
Man’s Nakedness      
 
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NoPoo #116 (04-03-21)


Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.

Andre Gide

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(NoPoo 143) Consuming Touch

slow rhythmic pulses
silky skin filling all senses
lost completely


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4.4.2021
9.12am
#NoPoo

Happy Easter
everyone
I wonder what bunnies
have to do with eggs
on Sunday
in a far away land
Where His death and  resurrection
occured


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