Every breath that I breathe
Every intention I behold
Every action I take
You are with me
Not in the way side, or by the cause
Nor a wish, whisper, prayer or guile
but embroiled
as a furnace
in the molten gravity
of what is
... – by Moek | 5 Views added 10 months ago
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Nobody touches
me like you
your power is like
Egypt: Rome
Your touch is
a wave on the crest of the Nile at sunset;
You make me the envy of all the... – by Moek | 0 Views added 1 year ago
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Virtual Morality
Do not talk to me of goodness
Do not talk to me of faith
Do not glorify loyalty
Do not beseech your heathen gods of wicker straw to cry for mercy
I will rain hell upon your temples mosques and altars of worship
There is... – by Moek | 8 Views added 2 years ago
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To be
Therebye
To be
Tobias
Twas his name for namesake
or given up for keeps ?
Scantered aloft up keep high
twice
but not a drop
nigh
wherevere in
he was to be found
layeth
the secret
garden
of
... – by Moek | 1 View added 2 years ago
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A tither of a feather
lighter than heather
I pranced merrily aways
Thru lights of dawned forested tree tops
snickering in jest at all that hast come what may
A peculiar feather
born of a quagmire of shore spoken displays
I had to tarry... – by Moek | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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It seems to be forever as said
progress
if the most ahead
but not quite yet
look up to eternity as most of
which of which will do
without you... – by Moek | 11 Views added 2 years ago
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How many lives have i lived
How many storms have I shorned
Acast the mires splendid musings of surmisings
It can't be lest said
That what I once had
was
washed away
afloat
a barrier adrift evermore in slumber but not torn
... – by Moek | 2 Views added 2 years ago
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Of what I must do
Of what must be said
It could only do
only
as
to such
but,
in-between the bitter lines
of heather
lies a mausoleum floor
:
strewed aside
with palatial inflections of a sycamore seed,
whirling ever,
in... – by Moek | 5 Views added 2 years ago
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In darkness caves of wooden days
across a flow of april mays
there she stood upon a tilt
but not a hunched off err neer the kilt
It was then that it was why
clearly surely to be nigh
in a glimpse
of memory fail
or a pass along the wail
in a... – by Moek | 12 Views added 2 years ago
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Thru my qualms of absurd clamouring,
thru the hypostases pythagorean stairwell;
of an MC Escher abandoned architecture in Thais
I wandered aimlessly
seeking to find
aponia
but thru baccahanal meanderings of anathema
fell leeways
to ... – by Moek | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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Has it not been evermore
on an oceans shore
where it will break
me
and silence calms the tippling froth of the
fronds of vaporous grains
by grain
that ebb at wake
till and flourish so effervescent in
the shell of a broken... – by MOEK | 2 Views added 2 years ago
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As I fall into the abyss of the oblique eternal skew
of the curl as your lips:
smile,
Askew to the twirl of the strayed wild strands of braid around your wiccan eyes,
peering
into the fathoms of my core ...
for an instant, and forever ....... – by Moek | 21 Views added 3 years ago
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Without your touch I am lost at sea,
a sailor on a boat
adrift
in the darkness
under a blackened chasm
without a... – by Moek | 43 Views added 3 years ago
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I'm not in and I'm neither out
a scarred landscape
riddled with landmines of doubt
Unsure am I which way to move
which way to go
or
how to choose
and trepidly I anticipate the futures near
nor is it late
am I on time for half past 8 ?
I... – by Moek | 8 Views added 3 years ago
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It has forever been seen
with a sigh and a whisper of a dream
through the marshes of eternal fog
a glowing light whistles thru the trees;
apricot.
orange.
....a fruit to bear,
plucked
Once
-
twice
- ... – by Moek | 36 Views added 3 years ago
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The riddler calls to me in envelopes and weaves,
I can't quite put my finger on it.
Yet still, he tethers spins and whirls,
What must have I... – by Moek | 40 Views added 3 years ago
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