The Dancing Sage
Red gold pink blue heads
Ululation body rooted firmly
Flying a tuneful tambourine
You are a dancing sage
Factious history, blatant distant
Finest cloud hoodless heads
Blood scented wreathed tongue
Flattery cannibalism is falcons lure
Two heads three eyed a squared beak
Virtuoso agonies cut airy fables
Dance dance away wearies moires
Swings up up to the sky venire
Your beak hooo hooo…starlight
Feathery neck shamrocks chalet
Chiffon killer whale feet
Snowy Vulcan crushing feet
Drumming the violet moon
O, eight fingered embargos
O, tambourine eyed fingers
Empire of fuming lyrical hands
Shri shri shss… bells bees bees
Strips fragrance tragedies
Rainbow dance slops of time
Headless eyes dewless heaven
Swelling sea line laughing at horizon
Guilty patched fisted sunset rage
Time rested on your dancing steps
Trodden infinity begotten rhythms
Terrible deformity across zone
Satin gowned prized beauties
Fleeting a guiltless trace
Someday when we all gone
Our skeletons lay from long gone
Budding sunset licks sunken sockets
Blessing roadside nostalgic emblems
Trackless memory from distant
Yeah where we have been
Yeah what we have done
In your deformed eyes
Faultless in your seer’s eyes
A drumming gauntlet atrocity
Divulge longevities latencies
Crock rococo crock oocrook…
Tech cavitations dewless land
Silenced seedless delicacies
Riled soil few grasps to feed
Cradles toddle civilizations waddle
With bejeweled bowed blankets
The sage never cry only dance
White laugh at the bleached sun
Listening white sun ritual rage
From far far ahead a clipped age
Coo coo blue …feathery heads
East slapping west face
Swings together north south
Sleeved cycling wings of clouds
Fuming poison wounded words
Suicidal red moon on building necks
Hangs her vermillion menstruation
Mirroring her standing ovations
Vomit lungful stormy tainted deltas
A feathery seer why don’t you see?
Folded wings childern quivering mouths
Sea-eye congress twine tambourine
Feetless water weaves livery shroud
Dress bleeding soils last agonies
You are the dancing sage
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In my dream
At a lazy afternoon
She was walking in full of glee
Islands hair pined with a white blazing sea
Silence sleeved dragonfly gowned midday
Full breasts sea weaved pink nipples
Her ivory belly was impassioned
She came to me with wings of cliff
Yes she was a butterfly white cliff
She was a fleeing sun bleached lighthouse
Beneath islands, legends carved straits
Shall I ever go for her?
Ever have I left her?
Or finally received my sea weaved letters
They are stillborn in my Babylon file surly
O She might be a Nile river wind
Embalmed Sphinx voltage breasts
Feeding her Mediterranean Sea
She might steals my love bonanza
As I left the unbolted night for her
Do you think the door still unbolted?
Shall I summon locksmith to bolt for the night?
Nay that would be cruel refusal for dawn
But as always she comes with words
Nightly, full of ghosts in her key board
Gowned interludes with mystery steps
Unloaded my bedside with salty doodles
Click click beside orchid leaves
Under Alan’s golden lamp gazing
Dragon kisses majestic two headed
Sail across oceans at stormy nights
Dug up all jewels from wreckage
Ghost colonies bone feasted shores
Harvesting all night at vast white seas
Here she arrived with bejeweled dawn
“Here your cling words from Babylon
It will be a medallion for your shore” she says
Throaty shoreline has chocker pearls
Tingle tingle millions sounds
Moon tear beams washed up songs
O she is clipping morning dews
O she is butterfly from violet shores
Vinery sunbeam, tendrils, breasts
Gold hairclips melted in her wet tide
She came to me with full of glee
In my dream
20/02/08
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Autumn Rain
Until I lick your warm body
You have been
Indolent teary swamp in my face
Blended brooding water drops only
When I open my mouth
You licks my mouth your tongue
Dancing distant woeful cobalt sea
And you become scented autumn
Now lick, you wicked autumn
I open my eyes to see
Your magnificent scented colors
Your perfumed body lay beside
I speak to you crops of the field
Midday a wild flower lips
I will come as you wish
Naked burning auburn stanzas
Chiffon gowned lust trodden belly
Streets, rivers and lovers lips
Anguished wind at a stone bench
Whispering leaves our lusty bed
Fiery sunset where love is tearfully torn
Become heartbroken crimson lyrics
20/02/08
© Young Sun Kim-Walker
You have been
Indolent teary swamp in my face
Blended brooding water drops only
When I open my mouth
You licks my mouth your tongue
Dancing distant woeful cobalt sea
And you become scented autumn
Now lick, you wicked autumn
I open my eyes to see
Your magnificent scented colors
Your perfumed body lay beside
I speak to you crops of the field
Midday a wild flower lips
I will come as you wish
Naked burning auburn stanzas
Chiffon gowned lust trodden belly
Streets, rivers and lovers lips
Anguished wind at a stone bench
Whispering leaves our lusty bed
Fiery sunset where love is tearfully torn
Become heartbroken crimson lyrics
20/02/08
© Young Sun Kim-Walker
I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Calling me, my shore, the old man’s village
Giant octopus nests under the rainbow cliff
Upward your commend I have never left you
Throaty islands open dawn for the horizon
People eat sun their misty morning
People eat moon their lusty night
Women bathed their child a dragon mouth
Feed her love child sky thunder breasts
And also made their daughter sinners
Cloud swings joy cradles on the sailor’s creek
Sea king’s swiveling robs in his wheels
Salty sun cracks spidery midday shade
Bandwagon linen skirt swaps wild grapes
The cropping plum silver gowned guest
Sea lion beat his shrewd winter bride
Leap autumn, moon child cracked her dawn
Lucky den moon child in the old village
Grandmamma her magi girdled shore
Years, fishing were great in South Seas
Old man wrote the child grand trine lined chart
Her dowry is the sea the old man promised
Snake god pitches his reef to mortal’s gate
Burnt their night’ a moored waterfall
Made a love colony in wild orchid bed
Fierce their scripted rituals foliages
No one dare to challenge the old man’s’ shore
His three faced meridian, his envisioned chart
His golden conceal seven fountain voyages
Thunder maiden, tiara raindrops for his aid
Swelling dark sea versed prolong, his lighting
She wears the distant sea to the village
Impel my maiden, thunder my sea bed
O my land wheat granges, vinery crops
O so summer snowdrops for wintry waist
O so the old man’s supreme trine love
O, so the wealthy; sky sea and field
O so the moon child opens her hemispheres
Awakening the seashore for her rich dowry
O so lungful air bust into the miracles hued sea
I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Greetings the silvery guest southern sky
10:42am 13/12/2007
© Young Sun Kim-Walker
Giant octopus nests under the rainbow cliff
Upward your commend I have never left you
Throaty islands open dawn for the horizon
People eat sun their misty morning
People eat moon their lusty night
Women bathed their child a dragon mouth
Feed her love child sky thunder breasts
And also made their daughter sinners
Cloud swings joy cradles on the sailor’s creek
Sea king’s swiveling robs in his wheels
Salty sun cracks spidery midday shade
Bandwagon linen skirt swaps wild grapes
The cropping plum silver gowned guest
Sea lion beat his shrewd winter bride
Leap autumn, moon child cracked her dawn
Lucky den moon child in the old village
Grandmamma her magi girdled shore
Years, fishing were great in South Seas
Old man wrote the child grand trine lined chart
Her dowry is the sea the old man promised
Snake god pitches his reef to mortal’s gate
Burnt their night’ a moored waterfall
Made a love colony in wild orchid bed
Fierce their scripted rituals foliages
No one dare to challenge the old man’s’ shore
His three faced meridian, his envisioned chart
His golden conceal seven fountain voyages
Thunder maiden, tiara raindrops for his aid
Swelling dark sea versed prolong, his lighting
She wears the distant sea to the village
Impel my maiden, thunder my sea bed
O my land wheat granges, vinery crops
O so summer snowdrops for wintry waist
O so the old man’s supreme trine love
O, so the wealthy; sky sea and field
O so the moon child opens her hemispheres
Awakening the seashore for her rich dowry
O so lungful air bust into the miracles hued sea
I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Greetings the silvery guest southern sky
10:42am 13/12/2007
© Young Sun Kim-Walker
Poems January & February 2008
The morning lake
A bird cried all night
Hue heu heuu…
Night was listening his lament
Erosive inland mimic darkness
Put upon trail for his streams
I cut my night and hang
Behind dawn at his golden lock
Listing his gate opening
Crik crik shaded mist sling…
Distant hues scented breeze
Jade green little girl’s lips
Crimson buds lapping scent
O morning, your golden face
Dawn at the pageantry lake
Tears from his gleaming flick
Nested courtly sapient sky
Envisioned tidal ripples
Rooted region of eternal
Lofty intent is earthly splendor
I hear your mighty songs
Reflective laurel bird’s lips
Moral solitude is a pride
Seclusion is root of excellence
Your vision what is beyond
Walk through wings of whole
Your virtuoso brooding is clarity
Beguiled gift is your sated heritage
Finest cradle of your splendor
16/02/08 3:10am
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February
Scarlet feet frosty sky
Priestly inflamed snow street
Silted its heart snowy field
O vomited bloody red roses
Petals, loyal spring lips
Snooty sky plucked cloud
Love scoffed trailers
That was how you come to me
Not so long ago, beloved
Blooms of eternal bunches
You gave me furnace laurel
Threaded blazing snowy tears
Hill-grips sun’s palace
That was how you gave me
Myriad love feathers
O the winter was carted
Bejeweled in your exultation
Rolling on the snowy street
you gave me the ever-green
Rose reins maize snowdrops
Embalmed forever in February
14/02/08
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Precious My Beloved
O our love love
So profuse, often so wondrous
How could my love muddles
Cobbles tear beams assault
My love is telescope projection
In your eyes lips cheeks
So gravely gravely longing
Touch me, my love touch me
You are so close faraway
How could it happen like this?
Pouring tears wash your face
Deep misty twanging kisses
Atonement for the higher centre
7:19pm 11/02/08
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King of the Southern Cross
My feet are wings of tornado
When I miss you I wear them
Flying to the musky milk way
To ordinate your embossed vision
Grown stars gauzing nights
Your prized forth is the mantle of recto
let’s go, we re keeper of the milkyway
Again again ever forever as your vision
Night after night wings of versos
You know we made our kingdom
You are my king ever forever
The King of Southern Cross
I am every ports in your milkyway
Whistling moonlight in your face
Softly softly lifting your sleep
Beside you I lay my longings
My heart slips into your arms
Shines spills tear beams your face
Moonlight bestow tearful joy
Whisper, I whisper you again again
Love is forever lone and wild
It is woeful rusty sailor songs
Lets stables stars listen your rejoice
My breasted dazzling burning sea
Anchored your warm soft skin
Childlike smile, delightfully rapture
dribbling clayed in wild lavas
Night opens pomegranate flesh
Cracks silvery plate a seeding ritual
Moon ride strings her silvery planet
Stars blooms white red fragrant
We adorn a kingdom of Milky Way
Rolling the Southern Cross throne
Sultry wicked golden sea is mercury
Rooting naked gleaming stars
Unfold golden seed for your road
Winged sphere for your contoured ace
Step by step to the Milky Way altar
Kindles your ascend vast vision
Your virtuoso integral lay opens as
Bountiful silver framed crimson fruits
Serve sanguine reverence for your path
Love is so dubious so advantageous
Nostalgic branded aching agonies
Mastering your own path for the rite
Reborn as prosperous axles
Love collets nightly effort
Never fleeting or sacrificial ritual
It is a wholesome pilgrimage as
Your words are charted concluded sky
Conceded constellation of the maps
Laced with deeply punctured calculation
Gallant autumn in anklet deep golden boots
Hooded dwelling at the milkyway bridge
Attains, the King of Southern Cross
As the reasoned of thrice, inspire!
Our voiced season never tumble
10:39am 9/02/08
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Nameless Rage
Don’t ask me why
Onslaught, you hellish landfall rage
Unbridled a book of lunatic I read
The afternoon brought dark candle light
There was no reverence but only savage
River was torn her flesh was bleeding
Wailing river, your dark clewed hands
Wrote every curses in your afternoon
Looking into my mad mirror, found only
Bloody shot eyeballs seared enemies
Dark passion dry lunatic thunder
Yes come river, let’s beat together
Your heart my head my belly and whole
Devour my heart with your vengeance
Leap my flesh your bloody bitch clews
O rant , rant along side your inflame skull
Stepping thunder lunatic sweat, pumping
Full blown, bold, fully wise fully mad
Sniggering tears, leap your damn wounds
Bare, stark bare open to punish
Bedding flowers wicked yawns, wake up
What is so collide for your little mouth?
Ghostly penned your fidget lips
Breathless dwindled bastardy wind
Your faithless heart whoring emission
Thirsty river, your rotting thunder
Speak, river! You are not brimmed yet
Spell your sculling dark passion
Blow me your towed dark flame
Onslaught me your dark rage
Drowning me into your pit
7:01 5/02/08
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The Dead Poet Says
Poet never lowers her head to anyone
No king, martyr, or no authority or wealth
But only lower her head to the living, the dead poet says
Poet must humble yet enshrined her word
Bleeding womb of fertility goddess
Custodian of scared demonic harlotry
Riding her girdles guiltless excellent
Seizing its agonies devour its lust
Slaughter of hypocrisy a grave of bigotry
That is how poet must whip her word
Her temple is living
Poet only listens her temple
She must humble yet pavement of the world
Her eyes are the finest eagle early spring
Hunts the life its joys and sorrow
And the ahead what is the next
She is council of reasons, cycle of disciple
Her soul must speaks to gods of Olympians
Guillotines words a confessor of living
Finery garmented her soul made from wounded threadbare
She must listen life even if thieves’ or murder’s
Or even if repelled attacked or even butchered
Or accorded imperial of monstrous life
She should also honor nameless flowers
Somberness of their sweetness and troubles
Their passion never analyses to order but living
Never wonder she was a prisoner of castration
Or her furnace flamed life made a finest sinner
Seer of all, slavery its treacherous life
Ordinances a throaty demonic s soul, yet
When the sun crossing breasted horizon
Purpose of the night set
As her utmost duty is
Listening intently humbly “the living”
The dead poet says
Hum, it is difficult to be a poet, (devil)I say
31/01/08
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You Shall Never Leave Me
Oh my love, songs, the cloudy colors
From head to toe, and gliding sunray top of river
No, summer you are not going, inner deep
All of you, all of these you are not going
Not melting away from a solitary earnest
You will never leave me, won’t you?
All the sphere, so happy leaves and flowers
You will never leave, you will be mine forever
When the beauty wears softy silken shoe
Dazzling white feet melodic sea
Your villainy violet hillside smiles
But how could I bear season without you
Surly you will be a fine-spurned cloud
Hid under the cliff where we played with tides
So I can find you as you never leave me
O this summer I am divine fairy, no sorrow
Full of love everywhere, where I am ever gay
If I die, you will hold me in your tender breasts
You bury me under your feet with my lullabies
Where your twin arched heart warm me
Cast your fine tear drops upon my forehead
Where my sad soul lifted brightly eagerly
Look upon your earthy dandy face, then
You picking my elfin soul to your journey
When our days are ruefully tender
We stop a plumed seaside village
Accept their never grieved kindness
Charming stars glow upon roadside dusky
Lone temple bell casting spells at sunset, then
We cast aside our journey nostalgic zone
We find a wreathed our golden nest
You will open silence crimson dew
Share with me your lone radian nights
That you love me forever won’t you?
With your warmth sweet fenced breasts
Will shelter me with your lone distant
I shall hear your sweet gathering heart beatings
Softly softly sing to me that you love me
You shall never leave me my beloved
6:00pm, 29/01/08
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Noble Venus in October
I wake up my sleep, light the flame
Glory summer is yours my beloved
Feed me in your finest mind
Empire of green rigorous heart
I am your temple of province
the reign curtly decorum
Revival, Zeus love devices
Upon the crown, where we made a fountain
You have been cruel and ever so tender
There were begins and ends
Folding, faithless goodness in her adores
Rule, relished her scented tiara
Her grace is gay violet tempered
Coming cornfield steps, your divine love guest
beloved, hold tightly your masked season
The light fields espionage flame
Poised attar tender pleading breasts
Like my ravish love greeting
Bears paternal elegance fertile seed
Champion of just, marriage of Augean
Finest tongue sword of assassin
Ruling stanza darer forwardness
Agree not coward feeble ugly
Master of venom, courteous thunder
Beloved beauty is not a guest
Shall be victorious every placard
Road of shade wisdom of vintage
Validness, ruling over lavish coward
Betrayer is a gulling disgrace
Thieves his own misfortune his bereft lies
Beloved, realm of winsome is piety
Rustling life your loyal wind
Aragon of rational region of mysterious
We shall not therefore hold wasteland
Finest sprit essence of troupes
Mantle of virtues region of decree
Up roar your relish elegance
Up roar ever your finest sprit
Up roar your pervading intellect
O this beautiful morning
I lay my heart upon your luster
In this beautiful morning for you my beloved
5: 38am 29/01/08
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Love
Love fertilized wastelands
And it endures patiently for next unbidden
It ploughs, then gathers fields
Until frosty texture painfully soulless
And devour its roots alongside quivering stream
Penance its flesh at dreamless nights
Crushing up its skeleton and spreads piles of ashes
Then, swallows end of million years
Patching up its wounds
Stitches its ragged fleshes
Inflame subtle veins
Sowing a turf of seeds
Warm spring mouth under the golden sun
Love
Amidst, roots firmly, see the rustling fruit bearings
Attendant of golden cup
Sharing, knowing its sweetness nectar
Comes from tear ridden rosebuds
7:18pm 26/01/08
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I am a love time boom
Melting time fiery cyber street
Hangs on distant so closely
Talking savage love and rational
Cradled a melodic master piece
Dangerous moon her vampire ritual
Blood bathing her incantation overnight
You asked why my love is so cruel and fierce
Flowerily magma St Helen's womb
Begotten mission, boiling incisively
Thermos conical burnings Nero Empire
Gala banquet your sky earth
Blaster your soul to the burning flowers
Split all over devour day night
Yeah I am a love time boom
Denote into your lucid mind
I am a love time boom
I am a love time boom…
7:56am 26/0108
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Fire-flower
I blow-up myself steal your breath
Watch me I am dazzling macabre
Crowned butterfly peonies ancient land
Thrill me I rupture in your ritual
Roar swelling rifle blast air
Hold me in your breathless gaze
For a moment nothing between us
I am a firebird raised from piles of ashes
Chilling distant the heralded shore
New Year opens your mouth
Billowing girl’s breasts flicking boy’s eyes
Sea waves, surges like the challenger
Passing by time line to the new horizon
I consumed your lasting breath
Long pouring flowery kisses
Bedeviled ninja steal your soul
I am courteous air mastery fore
The New Year landing paratroop
1:07am, 1/01/2008
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Bloody Love
I saw a girl in my dream
Bare feeted, she wears a summer sea
You are a sinner, cowardly hypocrite, she said
I hide myself under finest silky shame
Self crowned a pretentious cushioned comfort
I am not going to write coward pretty poetry anymore
Shear off a futile ratty twaddle
I was born where I wan borne
My uncle’s eyeless socket gaze
His tainted autumn swellings temple backyard
Swapping seasoned a girl’s windy hair
I want eat my raw words with roughly weaved linen
Nourish my soul his red inked spidery webs
Shot my lava penned gory cupid bullet
I cut, open my gut and lay out my seashore
Let my blood is boiled by the arrowed sun
Plucking the pains from the lost memories
My pouring blood like the firebird magma
Then I will be the lucky toast to the merciless sun
Then I will be devil curse in your ancient shore
And lay buried my skeleton your bloodless old cliff
Welcoming the sagacious sky, siesta at island breasts
Listening my passionate ghost couplings
Why my cry has no tears?
O still rivers flow seamlessly in my valley
When my heart pumping the blood again?
Who is listening to my lousing silence?
I want to roar like the beast boundless field
Bite the feathery morning neck with my sunbeam
Crash my tongue with my lover’s crimson lips
Spit nameless flicking flowers
O, I want to taste salty blood again
29/12/2007
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My Beloved Home Coming
Today my beloved coming home
I open dawn with wild rose buds wheels
Clear away the poor tinted cloud
Lay out vast green sky for his refreshment
Midst of tweed uplifting hues swelling leaves
Rivers streams rich soiled minds of air
Wear summer organza white visage
Amaze impearled south sea hair clips
Enthralled lofty morning stanzas
I decorate them with my heart strings
Weaved them into my warm blood
Circling four wheeled wings of chariot
Open the gates of blameless fortress
Greetings his victorious home coming
All Poems Copyright © Young Sun Kim-Walker
7:08 am 23/12/2007
A bird cried all night
Hue heu heuu…
Night was listening his lament
Erosive inland mimic darkness
Put upon trail for his streams
I cut my night and hang
Behind dawn at his golden lock
Listing his gate opening
Crik crik shaded mist sling…
Distant hues scented breeze
Jade green little girl’s lips
Crimson buds lapping scent
O morning, your golden face
Dawn at the pageantry lake
Tears from his gleaming flick
Nested courtly sapient sky
Envisioned tidal ripples
Rooted region of eternal
Lofty intent is earthly splendor
I hear your mighty songs
Reflective laurel bird’s lips
Moral solitude is a pride
Seclusion is root of excellence
Your vision what is beyond
Walk through wings of whole
Your virtuoso brooding is clarity
Beguiled gift is your sated heritage
Finest cradle of your splendor
16/02/08 3:10am
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February
Scarlet feet frosty sky
Priestly inflamed snow street
Silted its heart snowy field
O vomited bloody red roses
Petals, loyal spring lips
Snooty sky plucked cloud
Love scoffed trailers
That was how you come to me
Not so long ago, beloved
Blooms of eternal bunches
You gave me furnace laurel
Threaded blazing snowy tears
Hill-grips sun’s palace
That was how you gave me
Myriad love feathers
O the winter was carted
Bejeweled in your exultation
Rolling on the snowy street
you gave me the ever-green
Rose reins maize snowdrops
Embalmed forever in February
14/02/08
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Precious My Beloved
O our love love
So profuse, often so wondrous
How could my love muddles
Cobbles tear beams assault
My love is telescope projection
In your eyes lips cheeks
So gravely gravely longing
Touch me, my love touch me
You are so close faraway
How could it happen like this?
Pouring tears wash your face
Deep misty twanging kisses
Atonement for the higher centre
7:19pm 11/02/08
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King of the Southern Cross
My feet are wings of tornado
When I miss you I wear them
Flying to the musky milk way
To ordinate your embossed vision
Grown stars gauzing nights
Your prized forth is the mantle of recto
let’s go, we re keeper of the milkyway
Again again ever forever as your vision
Night after night wings of versos
You know we made our kingdom
You are my king ever forever
The King of Southern Cross
I am every ports in your milkyway
Whistling moonlight in your face
Softly softly lifting your sleep
Beside you I lay my longings
My heart slips into your arms
Shines spills tear beams your face
Moonlight bestow tearful joy
Whisper, I whisper you again again
Love is forever lone and wild
It is woeful rusty sailor songs
Lets stables stars listen your rejoice
My breasted dazzling burning sea
Anchored your warm soft skin
Childlike smile, delightfully rapture
dribbling clayed in wild lavas
Night opens pomegranate flesh
Cracks silvery plate a seeding ritual
Moon ride strings her silvery planet
Stars blooms white red fragrant
We adorn a kingdom of Milky Way
Rolling the Southern Cross throne
Sultry wicked golden sea is mercury
Rooting naked gleaming stars
Unfold golden seed for your road
Winged sphere for your contoured ace
Step by step to the Milky Way altar
Kindles your ascend vast vision
Your virtuoso integral lay opens as
Bountiful silver framed crimson fruits
Serve sanguine reverence for your path
Love is so dubious so advantageous
Nostalgic branded aching agonies
Mastering your own path for the rite
Reborn as prosperous axles
Love collets nightly effort
Never fleeting or sacrificial ritual
It is a wholesome pilgrimage as
Your words are charted concluded sky
Conceded constellation of the maps
Laced with deeply punctured calculation
Gallant autumn in anklet deep golden boots
Hooded dwelling at the milkyway bridge
Attains, the King of Southern Cross
As the reasoned of thrice, inspire!
Our voiced season never tumble
10:39am 9/02/08
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Nameless Rage
Don’t ask me why
Onslaught, you hellish landfall rage
Unbridled a book of lunatic I read
The afternoon brought dark candle light
There was no reverence but only savage
River was torn her flesh was bleeding
Wailing river, your dark clewed hands
Wrote every curses in your afternoon
Looking into my mad mirror, found only
Bloody shot eyeballs seared enemies
Dark passion dry lunatic thunder
Yes come river, let’s beat together
Your heart my head my belly and whole
Devour my heart with your vengeance
Leap my flesh your bloody bitch clews
O rant , rant along side your inflame skull
Stepping thunder lunatic sweat, pumping
Full blown, bold, fully wise fully mad
Sniggering tears, leap your damn wounds
Bare, stark bare open to punish
Bedding flowers wicked yawns, wake up
What is so collide for your little mouth?
Ghostly penned your fidget lips
Breathless dwindled bastardy wind
Your faithless heart whoring emission
Thirsty river, your rotting thunder
Speak, river! You are not brimmed yet
Spell your sculling dark passion
Blow me your towed dark flame
Onslaught me your dark rage
Drowning me into your pit
7:01 5/02/08
________________________________________
The Dead Poet Says
Poet never lowers her head to anyone
No king, martyr, or no authority or wealth
But only lower her head to the living, the dead poet says
Poet must humble yet enshrined her word
Bleeding womb of fertility goddess
Custodian of scared demonic harlotry
Riding her girdles guiltless excellent
Seizing its agonies devour its lust
Slaughter of hypocrisy a grave of bigotry
That is how poet must whip her word
Her temple is living
Poet only listens her temple
She must humble yet pavement of the world
Her eyes are the finest eagle early spring
Hunts the life its joys and sorrow
And the ahead what is the next
She is council of reasons, cycle of disciple
Her soul must speaks to gods of Olympians
Guillotines words a confessor of living
Finery garmented her soul made from wounded threadbare
She must listen life even if thieves’ or murder’s
Or even if repelled attacked or even butchered
Or accorded imperial of monstrous life
She should also honor nameless flowers
Somberness of their sweetness and troubles
Their passion never analyses to order but living
Never wonder she was a prisoner of castration
Or her furnace flamed life made a finest sinner
Seer of all, slavery its treacherous life
Ordinances a throaty demonic s soul, yet
When the sun crossing breasted horizon
Purpose of the night set
As her utmost duty is
Listening intently humbly “the living”
The dead poet says
Hum, it is difficult to be a poet, (devil)I say
31/01/08
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You Shall Never Leave Me
Oh my love, songs, the cloudy colors
From head to toe, and gliding sunray top of river
No, summer you are not going, inner deep
All of you, all of these you are not going
Not melting away from a solitary earnest
You will never leave me, won’t you?
All the sphere, so happy leaves and flowers
You will never leave, you will be mine forever
When the beauty wears softy silken shoe
Dazzling white feet melodic sea
Your villainy violet hillside smiles
But how could I bear season without you
Surly you will be a fine-spurned cloud
Hid under the cliff where we played with tides
So I can find you as you never leave me
O this summer I am divine fairy, no sorrow
Full of love everywhere, where I am ever gay
If I die, you will hold me in your tender breasts
You bury me under your feet with my lullabies
Where your twin arched heart warm me
Cast your fine tear drops upon my forehead
Where my sad soul lifted brightly eagerly
Look upon your earthy dandy face, then
You picking my elfin soul to your journey
When our days are ruefully tender
We stop a plumed seaside village
Accept their never grieved kindness
Charming stars glow upon roadside dusky
Lone temple bell casting spells at sunset, then
We cast aside our journey nostalgic zone
We find a wreathed our golden nest
You will open silence crimson dew
Share with me your lone radian nights
That you love me forever won’t you?
With your warmth sweet fenced breasts
Will shelter me with your lone distant
I shall hear your sweet gathering heart beatings
Softly softly sing to me that you love me
You shall never leave me my beloved
6:00pm, 29/01/08
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Noble Venus in October
I wake up my sleep, light the flame
Glory summer is yours my beloved
Feed me in your finest mind
Empire of green rigorous heart
I am your temple of province
the reign curtly decorum
Revival, Zeus love devices
Upon the crown, where we made a fountain
You have been cruel and ever so tender
There were begins and ends
Folding, faithless goodness in her adores
Rule, relished her scented tiara
Her grace is gay violet tempered
Coming cornfield steps, your divine love guest
beloved, hold tightly your masked season
The light fields espionage flame
Poised attar tender pleading breasts
Like my ravish love greeting
Bears paternal elegance fertile seed
Champion of just, marriage of Augean
Finest tongue sword of assassin
Ruling stanza darer forwardness
Agree not coward feeble ugly
Master of venom, courteous thunder
Beloved beauty is not a guest
Shall be victorious every placard
Road of shade wisdom of vintage
Validness, ruling over lavish coward
Betrayer is a gulling disgrace
Thieves his own misfortune his bereft lies
Beloved, realm of winsome is piety
Rustling life your loyal wind
Aragon of rational region of mysterious
We shall not therefore hold wasteland
Finest sprit essence of troupes
Mantle of virtues region of decree
Up roar your relish elegance
Up roar ever your finest sprit
Up roar your pervading intellect
O this beautiful morning
I lay my heart upon your luster
In this beautiful morning for you my beloved
5: 38am 29/01/08
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Love
Love fertilized wastelands
And it endures patiently for next unbidden
It ploughs, then gathers fields
Until frosty texture painfully soulless
And devour its roots alongside quivering stream
Penance its flesh at dreamless nights
Crushing up its skeleton and spreads piles of ashes
Then, swallows end of million years
Patching up its wounds
Stitches its ragged fleshes
Inflame subtle veins
Sowing a turf of seeds
Warm spring mouth under the golden sun
Love
Amidst, roots firmly, see the rustling fruit bearings
Attendant of golden cup
Sharing, knowing its sweetness nectar
Comes from tear ridden rosebuds
7:18pm 26/01/08
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I am a love time boom
Melting time fiery cyber street
Hangs on distant so closely
Talking savage love and rational
Cradled a melodic master piece
Dangerous moon her vampire ritual
Blood bathing her incantation overnight
You asked why my love is so cruel and fierce
Flowerily magma St Helen's womb
Begotten mission, boiling incisively
Thermos conical burnings Nero Empire
Gala banquet your sky earth
Blaster your soul to the burning flowers
Split all over devour day night
Yeah I am a love time boom
Denote into your lucid mind
I am a love time boom
I am a love time boom…
7:56am 26/0108
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Fire-flower
I blow-up myself steal your breath
Watch me I am dazzling macabre
Crowned butterfly peonies ancient land
Thrill me I rupture in your ritual
Roar swelling rifle blast air
Hold me in your breathless gaze
For a moment nothing between us
I am a firebird raised from piles of ashes
Chilling distant the heralded shore
New Year opens your mouth
Billowing girl’s breasts flicking boy’s eyes
Sea waves, surges like the challenger
Passing by time line to the new horizon
I consumed your lasting breath
Long pouring flowery kisses
Bedeviled ninja steal your soul
I am courteous air mastery fore
The New Year landing paratroop
1:07am, 1/01/2008
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Bloody Love
I saw a girl in my dream
Bare feeted, she wears a summer sea
You are a sinner, cowardly hypocrite, she said
I hide myself under finest silky shame
Self crowned a pretentious cushioned comfort
I am not going to write coward pretty poetry anymore
Shear off a futile ratty twaddle
I was born where I wan borne
My uncle’s eyeless socket gaze
His tainted autumn swellings temple backyard
Swapping seasoned a girl’s windy hair
I want eat my raw words with roughly weaved linen
Nourish my soul his red inked spidery webs
Shot my lava penned gory cupid bullet
I cut, open my gut and lay out my seashore
Let my blood is boiled by the arrowed sun
Plucking the pains from the lost memories
My pouring blood like the firebird magma
Then I will be the lucky toast to the merciless sun
Then I will be devil curse in your ancient shore
And lay buried my skeleton your bloodless old cliff
Welcoming the sagacious sky, siesta at island breasts
Listening my passionate ghost couplings
Why my cry has no tears?
O still rivers flow seamlessly in my valley
When my heart pumping the blood again?
Who is listening to my lousing silence?
I want to roar like the beast boundless field
Bite the feathery morning neck with my sunbeam
Crash my tongue with my lover’s crimson lips
Spit nameless flicking flowers
O, I want to taste salty blood again
29/12/2007
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My Beloved Home Coming
Today my beloved coming home
I open dawn with wild rose buds wheels
Clear away the poor tinted cloud
Lay out vast green sky for his refreshment
Midst of tweed uplifting hues swelling leaves
Rivers streams rich soiled minds of air
Wear summer organza white visage
Amaze impearled south sea hair clips
Enthralled lofty morning stanzas
I decorate them with my heart strings
Weaved them into my warm blood
Circling four wheeled wings of chariot
Open the gates of blameless fortress
Greetings his victorious home coming
All Poems Copyright © Young Sun Kim-Walker
7:08 am 23/12/2007
Poems December 2007
Bloody Love
I saw a girl in my dream
Bare feeted, she wears a summer sea
You are a sinner, cowardly hypocrite, she said
I hide myself under finest silky shame
Self crowned a pretentious cushioned comfort
I am not going to write coward pretty poetry anymore
Shear off a futile ratty twaddle
I was born where I wan borne
My uncle’s eyeless socket gaze
His tainted autumn swellings temple backyard
Swapping seasoned a girl’s windy hair
I want eat my raw words with roughly weaved linen
Nourish my soul his red inked spidery webs
Shot my lava penned gory cupid bullet
I cut, open my gut and lay out my seashore
Let my blood is boiled by the arrowed sun
Plucking the pains from the lost memories
My pouring blood like the firebird magma
Then I will be the lucky toast to the merciless sun
Then I will be devil curse in your ancient shore
And lay buried my skeleton your bloodless old cliff
Welcoming the sagacious sky, siesta at island breasts
Listening my passionate ghost couplings
Why my cry has no tears?
O still rivers flow seamlessly in my valley
When my heart pumping the blood again?
Who is listening to my lousing silence?
I want to roar like the beast boundless field
Bite the feathery morning neck with my sunbeam
Crash my tongue with my lover’s crimson lips
Spit nameless flicking flowers
O, I want to taste salty blood again
29/12/2007
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My Beloved Home Coming
Today my beloved coming home
I open dawn with wild rose buds wheels
Clear away the poor tinted cloud
Lay out vast green sky for his refreshment
Midst of tweed uplifting hues swelling leaves
Rivers streams rich soiled minds of air
Wear summer organza white visage
Amaze impearled south sea hair clips
Enthralled lofty morning stanzas
I decorate them with my heart strings
Weaved them into my warm blood
Circling four wheeled wings of chariot
Open the gates of blameless fortress
Greetings his victorious home coming
(To My Beloved Husband)
7:08 am 23/12/2007
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My Thunder Maiden
I listen your callings
O, my thunder maiden
Greetings this fine lush morning
I bend my knee to your highest honor
Abiding this great earthly nuptial
How we embosomed together
Our faces crest each other
Fold our souls to our passion
You circled sweet love teardrops
Descending my maiden greetings
Ascending orb to the opposite
Come together as mighty exult
I breathe upon your soft mouth
Melt me with your great tisanes
Where the sky swill four corners
Your path stream of prime regains
Come with your chastise miracles
Beautiful field to the watery buds
Taken me your softy burning breasts
No flattery deed for your lantern
Come this way with your lively sea
Let me in your divine incantation
O, the circled meridian the pointed star
Strike my heart where you enthrone
My suffused body with your tears
Trodden the ocean and eagles waves
Melt me into your sweet teardrops
Come tenderly as my chieftain love
Where only our exulted fierce love
9:29am 20/120/7
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I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Calling me, my shore, the old man’s village
Giant octopus nests under the rainbow cliff
Upward your commend I have never left you
Throaty islands open dawn for the horizon
People eat sun their misty morning
People eat moon their lusty night
Women bathed their child a dragon mouth
Feed her love child sky thunder breasts
And also made their daughter sinners
Cloud swings joy cradles on the sailor’s creek
Sea king’s swiveling robs in his wheels
Salty sun cracks spidery midday shade
Bandwagon linen skirt swaps wild grapes
The cropping plum silver gowned guest
Sea lion beat his shrewd winter bride
Leap autumn, moon child cracked her dawn
Lucky den moon child in the old village
Grandmamma her magi girdled shore
Years, fishing were great in South Seas
Old man wrote the child grand trine lined chart
Her dowry is the sea the old man promised
Snake god pitches his reef to mortal’s gate
Burnt their night’ a moored waterfall
Made a love colony in wild orchid bed
Fierce their scripted rituals foliages
No one dare to challenge the old man’s’ shore
His three faced meridian, his envisioned chart
His golden conceal seven fountain voyages
Thunder maiden, tiara raindrops for his aid
Swelling dark sea versed prolong, his lighting
She wears the distant sea to the village
Impel my maiden, thunder my sea bed
O my land wheat granges, vinery crops
O so summer snowdrops for wintry waist
O so the old man’s supreme trine love
O, so the wealthy; sky sea and field
O so the moon child opens her hemispheres
Awakening the seashore for her rich dowry
O so lungful air bust into the miracles hued sea
I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Greetings the silvery guest southern sky
10:42am 13/12/2007
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I am a butterfly thief
Sun roar golden horizon
Red winged eagle eyed shores
Fleeting cloud river blanket
Wake up soft pageantry love bed
Allied color tweed your neckline
Honey breasted lavishing greeting
Beneath sufficed gaping thrones
Grand gown swapping fleckless air
O what a conquer my maiden mile
Sucking nectarine valley of plum
Joyful ripple, the prided rich maiden
Opening your splendor green reign
I am your handsome love pray
Lick offensively your honey lips
Minding your scented dwelling
Contender of your chief liege
Custodian of your wealthy dowry
Love invitees precious crops
Enchantments here scars there
Pollinated misty petals nodules
I am a magnum opus, the love thief
6:26 am, 11/12/2007
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Virtue was in his Dragon Arms
He came to my dream
Arms folded around my pillows
Softly all lively butterfly tales
My little cherub little flower, whispered
He licked my lips his salty breathing
I blow his morning dews in his clypeal
They fell into my mouth like honey
I leap from pillows to his dragon arms
There melting fields of lively songs
Dawn running deep Apollo evergreen sea
Overridden his hillside flowers
Timely cushioned my pillows
8:07am 9/12/2007
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The Whoring Virtue
People say I must have the virtue
But I don’t know what it is, so
I lick Zen master’s misty breakfast daily
They feed me inflamed stream of virtue
Verve and inflated hop in my physiognomy
Misty lake with lucky blessing in my forehead
So I stuffed them into five languages
Onload them to my wheeling voyage
I was lusty with my eyeballs with eyeballing
A longingly distant between the virtue and me
I am gonna eat you alive with my lusty tongue
Make love to you with my lathed lousy graces!
You will be the slave fetch my greatness, I declare
There is root, seed winds and rivers among many
Whores, bastardies, brain teasers and psychopaths
It was lovely gaze with millions other sinful things
Lusty silence bathing at me bolted naked virtue
High high give me the virtue! I am the virtue
It gives brooding inaugural curse, nastily tenderly
What the virtue is? Then I was looking at the girl’s eyes
She says; fasten it your root in your belly
Her voice is the grandmamma red script; cling cling…
She gives me challenge her knock out bare feet
O summer yes it was so virtuous green foliage
She was striding valiantly in her seas shores
Aha what a snare with her virtue chase is
Virtue is the riding post your ass, I am the thief
Robbing virtue in your hypocrisy
Inflamed my night in my whoring chamber
Slapping your slimy faces with my satin gloves
Gulp down crimson cardinal as my potion
O, night will vomit million virtuosos wounds
Hula I am the thief, the twisted, the twisted
I am the virtue virtue? Uha virtue…? A0(r) = (1 2 r2) 2 1 cos21(r) 1 r Ï1 2 r2 (9)( ???
11:57am, 8/12/07bsp; 8/12/07
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We, the Victors Night hunted countless weaves southern shores
Mystery star, canticle dews lips of dawn
Feline morning bolted our blossomed love
Feet of valleys, wings of sky
Come this way as midst of jewels
Riding star wheeling paws in my silken shoes
I feast brazen seed in your golden pledges
6:12am 6th December, 2007
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Peonies
Gentle breathings, valley of glowso
I saw peonies buds on his face
For my pine pointed morning
Wake up fragrance from river bed
Soaked with shining dew fondles
Morning grant everything so joyfully
Waiting for me their pride stream
11:10am 2/12/2007
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This Day
O leaves, vast land, so tempered
I saw you last autumn, here you are again
Greeting me with your ravishing beauty
Your splendor made me so majestic
How I longing for your unbidden love
Your pondering is darling and gay
Why your loveliness makes me weep
This heavenly day, this throaty rootless rage
Your childish smile is so pure fearless
You only know sweet pearly kisses
Soft loving strokes in your doting eyelids
In your lovely golden framed morning
Hidden, sheltered beneath dreams
Here we are journey again, to open sky
My sorrow nothing to do your beauty
O, surely, flirts, let your beauty everlasting
I can come here I confess my longings
You only know what the original sorrow is
Adore, my fierce thunder weeps for your regalia
7:03pm 1st December 2007
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I Pondered Love
Under plum tree with a nascent girl
She said she is the eight cerulean
Curling melody rustling shrubs
Delightfully poised black pearls
Smiled at me wild rose pangs
Scented sea circled her lush mellow
lively leaves locked abound my neck
Steal my lips her aromatic seaweed lips
Bundles into my airy ambrosia field
Rustled stanzas my moon beam bench
Who is sitting in here? She asked
Finally you come, but you never left me!
Shade eyelid beneath her lush forehead
You are all the same, she whispers
Sea is the daughter of the King Sea
Gowned slops of grand crux palaces
Rousing silvery flowers her rooftops
Combed her dewily hair in moonlight
Embroidered with love bitten lullabies
Vehement her endless barony salty tales
Bare sands with her teasing toes
Alluring stone tossed rosary shore
Love is breathing, worth for my life
Endowed my vast grand field of gown
Soul rhyme fare in your endless flora
Slops for heavenly love gate for us
Dear night calmly attained lime trees
Summiting moon, her starry footmarks
Bejeweled my bridge with orchard leaves
Dearest my love ripens at vinery sonatas
pluming sea lime songs lovingly
Allied with my beloved home comings
Nights ripens, I listen to her earth songs
Enfolded echoed her seashell fortress
26th November 2007
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My Friend
I went walk today
Past, alongside spring steps
O my summer was so lusty
Coming her salty wet hair
Barefoot lush green shoes
Tiger lily tiara in her head
Cobalt seashell in her ivory neck
Irresistible cornfield shapely ankles
Intoxicating me her dew drops
So I beatified my friend
Entangled with my fine sky rob
All flowers open their lips
Kiss to their own breasts
Committing treachery their own cast
6:57pm, 25th November 2007
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Alan
For every love there are testaments
Ragged ancient commandments
Prayed fetched enchanting words
Gold framed in your custody
Boundlessly fold into eternal glory
Betrayer, left forever, yet, evasively
Comes again with skidding infinity
As full-gowned purposeful voyagers
Meditative attire seductive smiles, as we
Heartbroken stations for love remedies
Wholesome satin roped monk’s ritual
Bold strike your mastery calligraphies
Stamped into an unfathomable rifle
Warrior, eloquence arrows into my heart
Your inscrutability no measurement
Giving is deep confidence, beneath waves
Surfacing belly of immense charted maps
How they stationed with my blood
Love is ravenous, despair, supremacy
Like the ocean, its attitudes, the life
Thieving ceaseless passionate province
Waiting for next waves, without restraint
Wild sacred harrowing, accidental prose
Offensively bonding our oneness creed
Old village tales for a hallowed girl's destiny
Unspoken sacrament for our guarantees
Sorrows, joys engraved into one vessel
Breathing into our utter imperial groom
Our promised journey ties shades shapes
Rooting vinery home comings reaping crops
Fertile Southern Cross blossom your words
Gallant love fold into your childish bride
Unbroken code made your threaded domain
Your guidance, deliverance to the world
Weaves golden rays into your dominance
3:24pm 23rd of November
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Morning Sea Morning
Sea Grief stricken cantabiles
Clings heavenly secretes in a sheet of vines
Enchanting gales, roofed in the morning face
Softy possess me in your seer infinity
See, unquiet longing in a corn field
Billowy love is the inflamed code
Lucid allied with bloody memories
Kindled estranged windy waves
A turf of my heart into the stream
Washed miseries into the vastness
Comes back with the canalled pillar
11:02 28/10/07
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Wheel of Fortune
I am the wheel of fortune
Greeting us. My ship and my knights
We rise from the mighty graveyard
Shelter of boldness, fate of fortune
Wheeling palaces, lush emerald shores
Our pirating chart, our impearled gullies
Eminent nine footed courtier atlas
Twilling pavilions, our titanic coasts
Begotten tenured sin faithless wombs
Bastardy storms, breasts of jewels
Enslaved beaten nights, ruptured warfares
Emblems of posies, our elucidation
Rainy fire, stanzas and codex of flowers
Colony of jewels, infectious continents
Caching props, stateless, cordless nuptials
Oscillate flesh, vision of wreckage yards
Ancient shores, plea of sinful splendors
Peers to the roofless spidery sunbeams
Raise! Raise! Ghosts of the great cully
Inflamed Excalibur for the wise purpose
Your boldness, garland of our fertile path
Our warrant love is your paragon of deed
Obliterator love for the malicious seeds
Giant rectitude is the pious chieftain
Embarking our barge, your marina gallantries
Gartered vast bellies, stormy calibers
Harlotry vestals, riding gold diggers
Greet us in your shores upon the fie
Bags of fortune, wheels of fortune
Our enclaves’ heroic rights for tomorrow
6:58am 19/10/07
All Poem are Copyright © Young Sun Kim-Walker
I saw a girl in my dream
Bare feeted, she wears a summer sea
You are a sinner, cowardly hypocrite, she said
I hide myself under finest silky shame
Self crowned a pretentious cushioned comfort
I am not going to write coward pretty poetry anymore
Shear off a futile ratty twaddle
I was born where I wan borne
My uncle’s eyeless socket gaze
His tainted autumn swellings temple backyard
Swapping seasoned a girl’s windy hair
I want eat my raw words with roughly weaved linen
Nourish my soul his red inked spidery webs
Shot my lava penned gory cupid bullet
I cut, open my gut and lay out my seashore
Let my blood is boiled by the arrowed sun
Plucking the pains from the lost memories
My pouring blood like the firebird magma
Then I will be the lucky toast to the merciless sun
Then I will be devil curse in your ancient shore
And lay buried my skeleton your bloodless old cliff
Welcoming the sagacious sky, siesta at island breasts
Listening my passionate ghost couplings
Why my cry has no tears?
O still rivers flow seamlessly in my valley
When my heart pumping the blood again?
Who is listening to my lousing silence?
I want to roar like the beast boundless field
Bite the feathery morning neck with my sunbeam
Crash my tongue with my lover’s crimson lips
Spit nameless flicking flowers
O, I want to taste salty blood again
29/12/2007
________________________________________
My Beloved Home Coming
Today my beloved coming home
I open dawn with wild rose buds wheels
Clear away the poor tinted cloud
Lay out vast green sky for his refreshment
Midst of tweed uplifting hues swelling leaves
Rivers streams rich soiled minds of air
Wear summer organza white visage
Amaze impearled south sea hair clips
Enthralled lofty morning stanzas
I decorate them with my heart strings
Weaved them into my warm blood
Circling four wheeled wings of chariot
Open the gates of blameless fortress
Greetings his victorious home coming
(To My Beloved Husband)
7:08 am 23/12/2007
________________________________________
My Thunder Maiden
I listen your callings
O, my thunder maiden
Greetings this fine lush morning
I bend my knee to your highest honor
Abiding this great earthly nuptial
How we embosomed together
Our faces crest each other
Fold our souls to our passion
You circled sweet love teardrops
Descending my maiden greetings
Ascending orb to the opposite
Come together as mighty exult
I breathe upon your soft mouth
Melt me with your great tisanes
Where the sky swill four corners
Your path stream of prime regains
Come with your chastise miracles
Beautiful field to the watery buds
Taken me your softy burning breasts
No flattery deed for your lantern
Come this way with your lively sea
Let me in your divine incantation
O, the circled meridian the pointed star
Strike my heart where you enthrone
My suffused body with your tears
Trodden the ocean and eagles waves
Melt me into your sweet teardrops
Come tenderly as my chieftain love
Where only our exulted fierce love
9:29am 20/120/7
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I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Calling me, my shore, the old man’s village
Giant octopus nests under the rainbow cliff
Upward your commend I have never left you
Throaty islands open dawn for the horizon
People eat sun their misty morning
People eat moon their lusty night
Women bathed their child a dragon mouth
Feed her love child sky thunder breasts
And also made their daughter sinners
Cloud swings joy cradles on the sailor’s creek
Sea king’s swiveling robs in his wheels
Salty sun cracks spidery midday shade
Bandwagon linen skirt swaps wild grapes
The cropping plum silver gowned guest
Sea lion beat his shrewd winter bride
Leap autumn, moon child cracked her dawn
Lucky den moon child in the old village
Grandmamma her magi girdled shore
Years, fishing were great in South Seas
Old man wrote the child grand trine lined chart
Her dowry is the sea the old man promised
Snake god pitches his reef to mortal’s gate
Burnt their night’ a moored waterfall
Made a love colony in wild orchid bed
Fierce their scripted rituals foliages
No one dare to challenge the old man’s’ shore
His three faced meridian, his envisioned chart
His golden conceal seven fountain voyages
Thunder maiden, tiara raindrops for his aid
Swelling dark sea versed prolong, his lighting
She wears the distant sea to the village
Impel my maiden, thunder my sea bed
O my land wheat granges, vinery crops
O so summer snowdrops for wintry waist
O so the old man’s supreme trine love
O, so the wealthy; sky sea and field
O so the moon child opens her hemispheres
Awakening the seashore for her rich dowry
O so lungful air bust into the miracles hued sea
I am a rich maiden from the old man’s shore
Greetings the silvery guest southern sky
10:42am 13/12/2007
________________________________________
I am a butterfly thief
Sun roar golden horizon
Red winged eagle eyed shores
Fleeting cloud river blanket
Wake up soft pageantry love bed
Allied color tweed your neckline
Honey breasted lavishing greeting
Beneath sufficed gaping thrones
Grand gown swapping fleckless air
O what a conquer my maiden mile
Sucking nectarine valley of plum
Joyful ripple, the prided rich maiden
Opening your splendor green reign
I am your handsome love pray
Lick offensively your honey lips
Minding your scented dwelling
Contender of your chief liege
Custodian of your wealthy dowry
Love invitees precious crops
Enchantments here scars there
Pollinated misty petals nodules
I am a magnum opus, the love thief
6:26 am, 11/12/2007
________________________________________
Virtue was in his Dragon Arms
He came to my dream
Arms folded around my pillows
Softly all lively butterfly tales
My little cherub little flower, whispered
He licked my lips his salty breathing
I blow his morning dews in his clypeal
They fell into my mouth like honey
I leap from pillows to his dragon arms
There melting fields of lively songs
Dawn running deep Apollo evergreen sea
Overridden his hillside flowers
Timely cushioned my pillows
8:07am 9/12/2007
________________________________________
The Whoring Virtue
People say I must have the virtue
But I don’t know what it is, so
I lick Zen master’s misty breakfast daily
They feed me inflamed stream of virtue
Verve and inflated hop in my physiognomy
Misty lake with lucky blessing in my forehead
So I stuffed them into five languages
Onload them to my wheeling voyage
I was lusty with my eyeballs with eyeballing
A longingly distant between the virtue and me
I am gonna eat you alive with my lusty tongue
Make love to you with my lathed lousy graces!
You will be the slave fetch my greatness, I declare
There is root, seed winds and rivers among many
Whores, bastardies, brain teasers and psychopaths
It was lovely gaze with millions other sinful things
Lusty silence bathing at me bolted naked virtue
High high give me the virtue! I am the virtue
It gives brooding inaugural curse, nastily tenderly
What the virtue is? Then I was looking at the girl’s eyes
She says; fasten it your root in your belly
Her voice is the grandmamma red script; cling cling…
She gives me challenge her knock out bare feet
O summer yes it was so virtuous green foliage
She was striding valiantly in her seas shores
Aha what a snare with her virtue chase is
Virtue is the riding post your ass, I am the thief
Robbing virtue in your hypocrisy
Inflamed my night in my whoring chamber
Slapping your slimy faces with my satin gloves
Gulp down crimson cardinal as my potion
O, night will vomit million virtuosos wounds
Hula I am the thief, the twisted, the twisted
I am the virtue virtue? Uha virtue…? A0(r) = (1 2 r2) 2 1 cos21(r) 1 r Ï1 2 r2 (9)( ???
11:57am, 8/12/07bsp; 8/12/07
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We, the Victors Night hunted countless weaves southern shores
Mystery star, canticle dews lips of dawn
Feline morning bolted our blossomed love
Feet of valleys, wings of sky
Come this way as midst of jewels
Riding star wheeling paws in my silken shoes
I feast brazen seed in your golden pledges
6:12am 6th December, 2007
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Peonies
Gentle breathings, valley of glowso
I saw peonies buds on his face
For my pine pointed morning
Wake up fragrance from river bed
Soaked with shining dew fondles
Morning grant everything so joyfully
Waiting for me their pride stream
11:10am 2/12/2007
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This Day
O leaves, vast land, so tempered
I saw you last autumn, here you are again
Greeting me with your ravishing beauty
Your splendor made me so majestic
How I longing for your unbidden love
Your pondering is darling and gay
Why your loveliness makes me weep
This heavenly day, this throaty rootless rage
Your childish smile is so pure fearless
You only know sweet pearly kisses
Soft loving strokes in your doting eyelids
In your lovely golden framed morning
Hidden, sheltered beneath dreams
Here we are journey again, to open sky
My sorrow nothing to do your beauty
O, surely, flirts, let your beauty everlasting
I can come here I confess my longings
You only know what the original sorrow is
Adore, my fierce thunder weeps for your regalia
7:03pm 1st December 2007
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I Pondered Love
Under plum tree with a nascent girl
She said she is the eight cerulean
Curling melody rustling shrubs
Delightfully poised black pearls
Smiled at me wild rose pangs
Scented sea circled her lush mellow
lively leaves locked abound my neck
Steal my lips her aromatic seaweed lips
Bundles into my airy ambrosia field
Rustled stanzas my moon beam bench
Who is sitting in here? She asked
Finally you come, but you never left me!
Shade eyelid beneath her lush forehead
You are all the same, she whispers
Sea is the daughter of the King Sea
Gowned slops of grand crux palaces
Rousing silvery flowers her rooftops
Combed her dewily hair in moonlight
Embroidered with love bitten lullabies
Vehement her endless barony salty tales
Bare sands with her teasing toes
Alluring stone tossed rosary shore
Love is breathing, worth for my life
Endowed my vast grand field of gown
Soul rhyme fare in your endless flora
Slops for heavenly love gate for us
Dear night calmly attained lime trees
Summiting moon, her starry footmarks
Bejeweled my bridge with orchard leaves
Dearest my love ripens at vinery sonatas
pluming sea lime songs lovingly
Allied with my beloved home comings
Nights ripens, I listen to her earth songs
Enfolded echoed her seashell fortress
26th November 2007
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My Friend
I went walk today
Past, alongside spring steps
O my summer was so lusty
Coming her salty wet hair
Barefoot lush green shoes
Tiger lily tiara in her head
Cobalt seashell in her ivory neck
Irresistible cornfield shapely ankles
Intoxicating me her dew drops
So I beatified my friend
Entangled with my fine sky rob
All flowers open their lips
Kiss to their own breasts
Committing treachery their own cast
6:57pm, 25th November 2007
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Alan
For every love there are testaments
Ragged ancient commandments
Prayed fetched enchanting words
Gold framed in your custody
Boundlessly fold into eternal glory
Betrayer, left forever, yet, evasively
Comes again with skidding infinity
As full-gowned purposeful voyagers
Meditative attire seductive smiles, as we
Heartbroken stations for love remedies
Wholesome satin roped monk’s ritual
Bold strike your mastery calligraphies
Stamped into an unfathomable rifle
Warrior, eloquence arrows into my heart
Your inscrutability no measurement
Giving is deep confidence, beneath waves
Surfacing belly of immense charted maps
How they stationed with my blood
Love is ravenous, despair, supremacy
Like the ocean, its attitudes, the life
Thieving ceaseless passionate province
Waiting for next waves, without restraint
Wild sacred harrowing, accidental prose
Offensively bonding our oneness creed
Old village tales for a hallowed girl's destiny
Unspoken sacrament for our guarantees
Sorrows, joys engraved into one vessel
Breathing into our utter imperial groom
Our promised journey ties shades shapes
Rooting vinery home comings reaping crops
Fertile Southern Cross blossom your words
Gallant love fold into your childish bride
Unbroken code made your threaded domain
Your guidance, deliverance to the world
Weaves golden rays into your dominance
3:24pm 23rd of November
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Morning Sea Morning
Sea Grief stricken cantabiles
Clings heavenly secretes in a sheet of vines
Enchanting gales, roofed in the morning face
Softy possess me in your seer infinity
See, unquiet longing in a corn field
Billowy love is the inflamed code
Lucid allied with bloody memories
Kindled estranged windy waves
A turf of my heart into the stream
Washed miseries into the vastness
Comes back with the canalled pillar
11:02 28/10/07
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Wheel of Fortune
I am the wheel of fortune
Greeting us. My ship and my knights
We rise from the mighty graveyard
Shelter of boldness, fate of fortune
Wheeling palaces, lush emerald shores
Our pirating chart, our impearled gullies
Eminent nine footed courtier atlas
Twilling pavilions, our titanic coasts
Begotten tenured sin faithless wombs
Bastardy storms, breasts of jewels
Enslaved beaten nights, ruptured warfares
Emblems of posies, our elucidation
Rainy fire, stanzas and codex of flowers
Colony of jewels, infectious continents
Caching props, stateless, cordless nuptials
Oscillate flesh, vision of wreckage yards
Ancient shores, plea of sinful splendors
Peers to the roofless spidery sunbeams
Raise! Raise! Ghosts of the great cully
Inflamed Excalibur for the wise purpose
Your boldness, garland of our fertile path
Our warrant love is your paragon of deed
Obliterator love for the malicious seeds
Giant rectitude is the pious chieftain
Embarking our barge, your marina gallantries
Gartered vast bellies, stormy calibers
Harlotry vestals, riding gold diggers
Greet us in your shores upon the fie
Bags of fortune, wheels of fortune
Our enclaves’ heroic rights for tomorrow
6:58am 19/10/07
All Poem are Copyright © Young Sun Kim-Walker
Poems November 2007
Morning Song
Sea Grief stricken cantabiles
Clings heavenly secretes in a sheet of vines
Enchanting gales, roofed in the morning face
Softy possess me in your seer infinity
See, unquiet longing in a corn field
Billowy love is the inflamed code
Lucid allied with bloody memories
Kindled estranged windy waves
A turf of my heart into the stream
Washed miseries into the vastness
Comes back with the canalled pillar
11:02 28/10/07
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Wheel of Fortune
I am the wheel of fortune
Greeting us. My ship and my knights
We rise from the mighty graveyard
Shelter of boldness, fate of fortune
Wheeling palaces, lush emerald shores
Our pirating chart, our impearled gullies
Eminent nine footed courtier atlas
Twilling pavilions, our titanic coasts
Begotten tenured sin faithless wombs
Bastardy storms, breasts of jewels
Enslaved beaten nights, ruptured warfares
Emblems of posies, our elucidation
Rainy fire, stanzas and codex of flowers
Colony of jewels, infectious continents
Caching props, stateless, cordless nuptials
Oscillate flesh, vision of wreckage yards
Ancient shores, plea of sinful splendors
Peers to the roofless spidery sunbeams
Raise! Raise! Ghosts of the great cully
Inflamed Excalibur for the wise purpose
Your boldness, garland of our fertile path
Our warrant love is your paragon of deed
Obliterator love for the malicious seeds
Giant rectitude is the pious chieftain
Embarking our barge, your marina gallantries
Gartered vast bellies, stormy calibers
Harlotry vestals, riding gold diggers
Greet us in your shores upon the fie
Bags of fortune, wheels of fortune
Our enclaves’ heroic rights for tomorrow
6:58am 19/10/07
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Devil, the Queen of Graveyard
She is the night sailor, the devil queen
Galloping moon, her yielding steps
Moon voyager, to field of graveyards
Embarking reverenced shores to shore
Dig out all these boastful crops
Bestowed them with devily gift and love
Made them glittering jewel of her knights
She rules their blood code of castled sea
She is the queen of prolific ghost
Embroidered their granted souls to her gown
Command her knights as ‘rise from your grave”
Legend of bravery, blooded allegiance
Sails on deadly night sea with her flag
Brings her mighty fire on her dawn
2:02am, 18-10-7
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Dear Girl
Your tortured soul is a throne bird.
Rise from drought opium field class
Seedless minefield gutless hulling clews
Bolted million wounds as your medallions
Ennobled as a bird wings; free to fly
Roar to the shining salutation for your courage
Wired codex of the boundless your nest
Lushes south sea is for our consolidation.
Towered old tales of ruined involuntary
Wreckages ghost is the seer for your dawn
As a dream -eater of nameless shores, where
Dashing clouds mates with breasted shorelines
Busting heart is broken, misty aching smile
Agonies are living cantatas, lined our fountains
Yes let’s smile, bludgeon your pervading agonies
Undulated sorrel lined your satin steps
Laced tales of your splendid bravery
Like a crazy little whore divine mad house
Swoops a meaningless hunting glory &nb
Deceitful, defined land there is no streams
Wind of shelthered selfish threads
Only sowing tainted seeds in a futile land
Angelic summer bears only dewfall tear beamses
Fold into a beaten deadlock loveless memories
Nay, rest memories as the frill of fertilizer
Someday your little breasts grow as full moon
A hidden gift for a lover in a wild flowers field
Your scars will be bloomed as wings of victor’s
Who basted to your wings of apocalypse?
Your frozen rope weaves inflamed sword
As closed and confined your virgin land
Shall we harvest your tell-able beauty?
Bite your blood in your pearly lips
Spat into the destitute past nights
Roar, with your inflamed wings
11/10/2007
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Breathing
I am a coiled serpent
Lay Aztec runes graveyard
Groping child fetus with nightingale lullabies
Circling the resting places as a green dew
The endless stanza strings found miracles
Ask, where is the trace? Where is the gated grain?
Weltering weeds lore into the fertile womb
Fountain of the ever written Lily of the Valley
O cursed daughters who beaten to death
We have to groove the stamped curses
Empires lied book of terror in a meadow
Struck the death-belted mystery of codes
I am the promise in a demonic garden
8:05 am 1/09/07
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Flower and dew
Godly flower had a harassment by dew all night
Her petal licked by his pearly lips all night
Morning, “I want built my roof in the sky” flower says
So that I can stand upright not desired by your slimy lips
O, without my mad lips, there is no upright in your pent room, dew says
7:04am, 30/08/07
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No Title
Brave sleepless night, tenderly fearful
So lit the interval and open the time
Tapping it through charts, open the star
But time speeds up along the straight line
Sets the dawn gate as a total memory
Visitors, wearing weathered silences
Milky Way makes summer knots
Hovering a star like a salutary pain
Messengers from ancient lands
Lead, the childish night put forward
2.16am, July 26, 2007
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Origin
You re a thunder so I am a lighting
You are a rain I am earth
If you are not a rain then I am earth
You are a time I am a season
You a fertilizer and I am a seed
If you plough then I am the spring
You are tapping my door so I am awaking
You are a messenger and I am a consciousness
If you bring massages then I am a knowledge
You are the truth I am a discriminator
You are a searcher and I am the realization
If you are the truth then I am your sword
These of us who is walking to the path
Not knowing the path but the knowing the truth
We only know our perceptive awareness
Therefore we are unity of the distant and cycle of birth and death
Yet not knowing these take us for the beginning of the men
6:37am 21/0707
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Do I Know?
The dusky heart deep within
You can hear the nostalgic seasons
They long gone but an affair of its own
They come with a heart aching weep
O all of these whispering, unborn leaves
Wreathed eastern valley ebbing like a swoon
Why are they hurry for pointed distant?
Would they belong to their happiness?
Trace of string unbigoted trance
Little warmth tailing their passages
Often goes after them as masked shadows
Stalking cold garmented gusts
Night weave them into long distant
And hunting for their warmth
Craving for one turf of happiness
Mind of happiness is a traveler
Summer bee sting ablution of tracks
O night leaned against green rhythms
Repay their obligation for an existence
2.04am 17/07/07
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The Path 1
There are things formless but very clearly formed
In my mind see all these without forms with forms
What is heaven and what is the earth
What before and after
Why before comes and then after follows
We made heaven we made earth and stars
Silence with void like a lover
See the lonesome sky its concealment
They stand alone does not change
Comes around and always new
Like little a girl, like a mother
I don’t know its name but in my breasts
Grace, I call her “the path”
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Tantalus
Tantalus, a sorrowful savage
Wounded beast Faust dance
Distortion, vile and tender teasing
Hold violence fierce your voice
Image of dews tearful summer ago
Imbued as a blemished goodness
Sacrifice your own flesh for the sun
Creator of particles holds no blood
Blazing corneas of see all things
Yes ourselves deep into the whole
Become nothing to become everything
Searing your texture of emotion
The creator divine knowledge
Gaze mind eyes, how savage you are
Hold no remorse even if world end
But then you always has been
Moment, a passion of exposition
Just slips into past but hold foibles
You come from long way Tantalus
Howling nights under the cliff
Tubules behind the veils of distant
Memory like blood settlers of love
Vessel of power to the tomorrow
Preaches an exquisite corruption
10:25pm, 070707
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Rain therefore rain
Sky is gazing at me
Toying ten eagle eyes
Tree has no eyelid so drop drop
Bench has no wind so doll doll
Grime grime pavement
Blared as my little tumbler
Rolling spells the world around
Devotee steps steal my songs
Wily nonny wet suckle here there
Perfumed tangles in my lofty scarf
Where are you going fairy? he asks
He is a roly-poly, a rude boy
From sky with snowy red flowers
Do flows my place snowy field
Bust, ruddily toss in my cheek
Huge hands pinker tell cold breath
fairly fairly little witch I am a east
I am a heaven, little winged fairy
Peter Pan winter rain sling sling
Wake up slings my window
Let me in let me in your spring
I kiss you fairest green wind
Sing to you rainbow letters
Doodle coddle I am a fairy heaven
5;24am 07/07/07
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She is the Night
I was waiting patiently
I know she is coming for sure
Finally tapping my dark mirage
Quietly without traces she slips in
Intruder, without my permission
Come here. Sits on a picture frame
Lays out full of suggestions, softly
We share this pit together
Darkness can wait until dawn
I come to you questions
I don’t want to be with darkness, she says
So I let her sit under desk lamp, have my desk
What are doing she asks, dangles my breath
Salted aromatic scents, in her necklace
Yourself only my breath intend to
How long this moonless nights?
How long do we endure untold nights?
She smiles defenselessly, little girl
Slow tracing her fingers my spine
Huge eyes come from her 9 years old
Red skirt, full of stories in her stanza
Fur trimmed small woolen gloves
All these lifeless saints in cherrystone
Full waved lengthen of organza sea
That is how she comes to me
I know what you are doing, what you want?
You can get from nothing, she says
I am not biting your memories
No grave diggers for the night
Ghost wind is sitting tombstone for keepers
Your nasty clews can scratched my wounds
Rooted sounds yourself so pitifully
Wept yourself in your newly born night
Come sit beside me and we share
This fanciful wine, wilted music
What are you, primary mind? Poised
I am possessed by you, little girl
11:09pm 03/07/07
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She is so cold
Abounded her glittering attire
Thievs all warmth, magic charm
Nasty hag hag sold her secret dreams
Grave passion with wilted leaves
Trillions Antarctica dead kisses
Padded colors no mornings and nights
Combs her icy smile a silence mirror
Steps her noble endearment
Floating mirage glittering faces
The heated bitch, was her last summer?
Sold her lust every wind throbs
Now, she creeps wounded buds lips
No one sits her desolated bench
Dewless skeleton thorny pains
Long striped wind sidewalk welted walls
Corners spring, she has even a dream yet
O out of sight, her tender warmth
I want send her a letter tonight
With my tender request and longings
Summer scented memory of words
Moonlighted field ardent lips to lips
Touché me with your perfumed breasts
Please come to me your lovely feet
Dance with me with field of warmth
Build a tiara nest with foliage breasts
Suckled buds mouth with your morning dews
Surely, you will come with my letter
Love token with your magic spangles
Enfold millions passion with my love buds
1:16am, 1/07/07
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Breathing
I am a coiled serpent
Lay Aztec runes graveyard
Groping child fetus with nightingale lullabies
Circling the resting places as a green dew
The endless stanza strings found miracles
Ask, where is the trace? Where is the gate of grain?
Weltering weeds lore into the fertile womb
Fountain of the ever written Lily of the Valley
O cursed daughters who beaten to death
We have to groove the stamped curses
Empires lied book of terror in a meadow
Struck the death-belted mystery of codes
I am the promise in a demonic garden
8:05 am 1/09/07
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Flower and dew
Godly flower had a harassment by dew all night
Her petal licked by his pearly lips all night
Morning, “I want built my roof in the sky” flower says
So that I can stand upright not desired by your slimy lips
O, without my mad lips, there is no upright in your pent room, dew says
7:04am, 30/08/07
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No Title
Brave sleepless night, tenderly fearful
So lit the interval and open the time
Tapping it through charts, open the star
But time speeds up along the straight line
Sets the dawn gate as a total memory
Visitors, wearing weathered silences
Milky Way makes summer knots
Hovering a star like a salutary pain
Messengers from ancient lands
Lead, the childish night put forward
2.16am, July 26, 2007
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Rain therefore rain
Sky is gazing at me
Toying ten eagle eyes
Tree has no eyelid so drop drop
Bench has no wind so doll doll
Grime grime pavement
Blared as my little tumbler
Rolling spells the world around
Devotee steps steal my songs
Wily nonny wet suckle here there
Perfumed tangles in my lofty scarf
Where are you going fairy? he asks
He is a roly-poly, a rude boy
From sky with snowy red flowers
Do flows my place snowy field
Bust, ruddily toss in my cheek
Huge hands pinker tell cold breath
fairly fairly little witch I am a east
I am a heaven, little winged fairy
Peter Pan winter rain sling sling
Wake up slings my window
Let me in let me in your spring
I kiss you fairest green wind
Sing to you rainbow letters
Doodle coddle I am a fairy heaven
5;24am 07/07/07
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I hate song
I hate songs they make me mourn the love
Rooted all beauties and lateen mirages
Summers, the formless seas and multiage pines
Unproven night I often dreamed songs
Comes with sob, quaint darkness sob beside
Wrapped sounds of a beekeeper’ April cherry lips
Shield unevenness, encircled a fetus capsule
I die within wonders, agonies and longings
Then until the song ends I dreamed the girl
I went over her thread, find the enshrined traces
19/06/07
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Vermillion
I like the vermillion monster
Winged firebird, the arduous lover
Schemed all my summer dreams
Scarifies, dance I dance with him
We burn each other in lazy autumn bed
I, vermillion flower, burn into his arms
Then fits into the dusky together
Treachery tongues, mated intoxication
Melt into the scented flumes
Sheer, consummated soul to soul
Then he left with ferment autumn scent
When I looking into his traces
Only sculptured dusky in his footsteps
Wretched keeper of a lover’s grave yard
Come with me, love is cold in here
Firebird ate all my love, wind says
8:20am 19/06/07
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Silence is
Asking a loud question
Nothing at all it says
Always born and dies
What is the question? Then
Nothing at all, again again
Comes and will be gone
From ocean to cosmos
Inviolable deepness
Into our mind, to the answer
Violently ride the utter silence
Swept off the tide of madness
Come back with glutted moonlight
Weathered frost to warm sunlight
Question is noting to do with tide
All in the cosmos, your mind
Make knots with the odd ends
Weave all into the questions
Open up the shell inside of you
Put them there for the safety
2:50am 19.06.07
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Beethoven
The hang man Beethoven
Humpy dumpy, prophet
He makes little numbers 1, 2, 3,
People say he is the genius of all but
He only counts 1,2,3 and 1,2,3
Going up going up 1,2,3 so simple
So I played keyboard chunky strides
Summer autumn spring and winter, if only
But, I have counting rainy valleys
Funny man with his wind piped brain
Castled fugitive cullied eagle beagle ears
Fierily tumble on the 6th raging sky
Dressing a crown in the greenly earth
Roaming crunch a rainy summer fairy
I love him becuase his cobalt summer
I sleep in his majestic heavenly cradles
So my dream is his pearly garland
Tear hunting in sonata pillows
Paradise landing on a painting blanket
He is always angry so he is beautiful
He loves so much so he is mad
Muffled while roaring in his universe
I leant piano by fur Elise and Erotica
Ears and eyes in his bully fang keyboads
Listens every sound in his cosmos
His alas moonlighted dowel face
Contriver in a fast-line speculation
Yogi Bogie yogi bogie Beethoven
A candle stick lady fang
Loll poll marina awing awing ring ring
If I love him because he loves nobody
But he made black yellow white and earth
Lullaby kisses, 1, 2, 3 and 1, 2, 3…
6:40 am 16/06/07
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Silence Song
Glutted frost, feathery drops
Footsteps lay head to toe
Lungful, throaty slops of songs
How, surly, loveliness in your voice
Vesper songs are part of continents
Forbidden, spoilage as an ancient thread
Will you be there for me when I return?
Luminary blended a woeful morning sun
Inviolable shade of a cobalt gown
Greeting, grapes of brined rhythms
Your dotting a vine field smile
Snatched a legend of lily-waves
Summer melts a boastfully green shades
Cureless distant, behind a quotient
Eloquently ceased lone estrange seas
An unbelted cloudy face to the myriads
Enchanted a spring, wintry root
Where all these beloved yesterdays
Will be there for us tomorrow again?
Yellow slops a unblended camarilla
Orchid screen with troop’s gadget
O, our distant, should we mind?
Memoir, agonies of noble embroidery
8:00 am 14/06/07
Sea Grief stricken cantabiles
Clings heavenly secretes in a sheet of vines
Enchanting gales, roofed in the morning face
Softy possess me in your seer infinity
See, unquiet longing in a corn field
Billowy love is the inflamed code
Lucid allied with bloody memories
Kindled estranged windy waves
A turf of my heart into the stream
Washed miseries into the vastness
Comes back with the canalled pillar
11:02 28/10/07
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Wheel of Fortune
I am the wheel of fortune
Greeting us. My ship and my knights
We rise from the mighty graveyard
Shelter of boldness, fate of fortune
Wheeling palaces, lush emerald shores
Our pirating chart, our impearled gullies
Eminent nine footed courtier atlas
Twilling pavilions, our titanic coasts
Begotten tenured sin faithless wombs
Bastardy storms, breasts of jewels
Enslaved beaten nights, ruptured warfares
Emblems of posies, our elucidation
Rainy fire, stanzas and codex of flowers
Colony of jewels, infectious continents
Caching props, stateless, cordless nuptials
Oscillate flesh, vision of wreckage yards
Ancient shores, plea of sinful splendors
Peers to the roofless spidery sunbeams
Raise! Raise! Ghosts of the great cully
Inflamed Excalibur for the wise purpose
Your boldness, garland of our fertile path
Our warrant love is your paragon of deed
Obliterator love for the malicious seeds
Giant rectitude is the pious chieftain
Embarking our barge, your marina gallantries
Gartered vast bellies, stormy calibers
Harlotry vestals, riding gold diggers
Greet us in your shores upon the fie
Bags of fortune, wheels of fortune
Our enclaves’ heroic rights for tomorrow
6:58am 19/10/07
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Devil, the Queen of Graveyard
She is the night sailor, the devil queen
Galloping moon, her yielding steps
Moon voyager, to field of graveyards
Embarking reverenced shores to shore
Dig out all these boastful crops
Bestowed them with devily gift and love
Made them glittering jewel of her knights
She rules their blood code of castled sea
She is the queen of prolific ghost
Embroidered their granted souls to her gown
Command her knights as ‘rise from your grave”
Legend of bravery, blooded allegiance
Sails on deadly night sea with her flag
Brings her mighty fire on her dawn
2:02am, 18-10-7
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Dear Girl
Your tortured soul is a throne bird.
Rise from drought opium field class
Seedless minefield gutless hulling clews
Bolted million wounds as your medallions
Ennobled as a bird wings; free to fly
Roar to the shining salutation for your courage
Wired codex of the boundless your nest
Lushes south sea is for our consolidation.
Towered old tales of ruined involuntary
Wreckages ghost is the seer for your dawn
As a dream -eater of nameless shores, where
Dashing clouds mates with breasted shorelines
Busting heart is broken, misty aching smile
Agonies are living cantatas, lined our fountains
Yes let’s smile, bludgeon your pervading agonies
Undulated sorrel lined your satin steps
Laced tales of your splendid bravery
Like a crazy little whore divine mad house
Swoops a meaningless hunting glory &nb
Deceitful, defined land there is no streams
Wind of shelthered selfish threads
Only sowing tainted seeds in a futile land
Angelic summer bears only dewfall tear beamses
Fold into a beaten deadlock loveless memories
Nay, rest memories as the frill of fertilizer
Someday your little breasts grow as full moon
A hidden gift for a lover in a wild flowers field
Your scars will be bloomed as wings of victor’s
Who basted to your wings of apocalypse?
Your frozen rope weaves inflamed sword
As closed and confined your virgin land
Shall we harvest your tell-able beauty?
Bite your blood in your pearly lips
Spat into the destitute past nights
Roar, with your inflamed wings
11/10/2007
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Breathing
I am a coiled serpent
Lay Aztec runes graveyard
Groping child fetus with nightingale lullabies
Circling the resting places as a green dew
The endless stanza strings found miracles
Ask, where is the trace? Where is the gated grain?
Weltering weeds lore into the fertile womb
Fountain of the ever written Lily of the Valley
O cursed daughters who beaten to death
We have to groove the stamped curses
Empires lied book of terror in a meadow
Struck the death-belted mystery of codes
I am the promise in a demonic garden
8:05 am 1/09/07
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Flower and dew
Godly flower had a harassment by dew all night
Her petal licked by his pearly lips all night
Morning, “I want built my roof in the sky” flower says
So that I can stand upright not desired by your slimy lips
O, without my mad lips, there is no upright in your pent room, dew says
7:04am, 30/08/07
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No Title
Brave sleepless night, tenderly fearful
So lit the interval and open the time
Tapping it through charts, open the star
But time speeds up along the straight line
Sets the dawn gate as a total memory
Visitors, wearing weathered silences
Milky Way makes summer knots
Hovering a star like a salutary pain
Messengers from ancient lands
Lead, the childish night put forward
2.16am, July 26, 2007
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Origin
You re a thunder so I am a lighting
You are a rain I am earth
If you are not a rain then I am earth
You are a time I am a season
You a fertilizer and I am a seed
If you plough then I am the spring
You are tapping my door so I am awaking
You are a messenger and I am a consciousness
If you bring massages then I am a knowledge
You are the truth I am a discriminator
You are a searcher and I am the realization
If you are the truth then I am your sword
These of us who is walking to the path
Not knowing the path but the knowing the truth
We only know our perceptive awareness
Therefore we are unity of the distant and cycle of birth and death
Yet not knowing these take us for the beginning of the men
6:37am 21/0707
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Do I Know?
The dusky heart deep within
You can hear the nostalgic seasons
They long gone but an affair of its own
They come with a heart aching weep
O all of these whispering, unborn leaves
Wreathed eastern valley ebbing like a swoon
Why are they hurry for pointed distant?
Would they belong to their happiness?
Trace of string unbigoted trance
Little warmth tailing their passages
Often goes after them as masked shadows
Stalking cold garmented gusts
Night weave them into long distant
And hunting for their warmth
Craving for one turf of happiness
Mind of happiness is a traveler
Summer bee sting ablution of tracks
O night leaned against green rhythms
Repay their obligation for an existence
2.04am 17/07/07
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The Path 1
There are things formless but very clearly formed
In my mind see all these without forms with forms
What is heaven and what is the earth
What before and after
Why before comes and then after follows
We made heaven we made earth and stars
Silence with void like a lover
See the lonesome sky its concealment
They stand alone does not change
Comes around and always new
Like little a girl, like a mother
I don’t know its name but in my breasts
Grace, I call her “the path”
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Tantalus
Tantalus, a sorrowful savage
Wounded beast Faust dance
Distortion, vile and tender teasing
Hold violence fierce your voice
Image of dews tearful summer ago
Imbued as a blemished goodness
Sacrifice your own flesh for the sun
Creator of particles holds no blood
Blazing corneas of see all things
Yes ourselves deep into the whole
Become nothing to become everything
Searing your texture of emotion
The creator divine knowledge
Gaze mind eyes, how savage you are
Hold no remorse even if world end
But then you always has been
Moment, a passion of exposition
Just slips into past but hold foibles
You come from long way Tantalus
Howling nights under the cliff
Tubules behind the veils of distant
Memory like blood settlers of love
Vessel of power to the tomorrow
Preaches an exquisite corruption
10:25pm, 070707
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Rain therefore rain
Sky is gazing at me
Toying ten eagle eyes
Tree has no eyelid so drop drop
Bench has no wind so doll doll
Grime grime pavement
Blared as my little tumbler
Rolling spells the world around
Devotee steps steal my songs
Wily nonny wet suckle here there
Perfumed tangles in my lofty scarf
Where are you going fairy? he asks
He is a roly-poly, a rude boy
From sky with snowy red flowers
Do flows my place snowy field
Bust, ruddily toss in my cheek
Huge hands pinker tell cold breath
fairly fairly little witch I am a east
I am a heaven, little winged fairy
Peter Pan winter rain sling sling
Wake up slings my window
Let me in let me in your spring
I kiss you fairest green wind
Sing to you rainbow letters
Doodle coddle I am a fairy heaven
5;24am 07/07/07
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She is the Night
I was waiting patiently
I know she is coming for sure
Finally tapping my dark mirage
Quietly without traces she slips in
Intruder, without my permission
Come here. Sits on a picture frame
Lays out full of suggestions, softly
We share this pit together
Darkness can wait until dawn
I come to you questions
I don’t want to be with darkness, she says
So I let her sit under desk lamp, have my desk
What are doing she asks, dangles my breath
Salted aromatic scents, in her necklace
Yourself only my breath intend to
How long this moonless nights?
How long do we endure untold nights?
She smiles defenselessly, little girl
Slow tracing her fingers my spine
Huge eyes come from her 9 years old
Red skirt, full of stories in her stanza
Fur trimmed small woolen gloves
All these lifeless saints in cherrystone
Full waved lengthen of organza sea
That is how she comes to me
I know what you are doing, what you want?
You can get from nothing, she says
I am not biting your memories
No grave diggers for the night
Ghost wind is sitting tombstone for keepers
Your nasty clews can scratched my wounds
Rooted sounds yourself so pitifully
Wept yourself in your newly born night
Come sit beside me and we share
This fanciful wine, wilted music
What are you, primary mind? Poised
I am possessed by you, little girl
11:09pm 03/07/07
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She is so cold
Abounded her glittering attire
Thievs all warmth, magic charm
Nasty hag hag sold her secret dreams
Grave passion with wilted leaves
Trillions Antarctica dead kisses
Padded colors no mornings and nights
Combs her icy smile a silence mirror
Steps her noble endearment
Floating mirage glittering faces
The heated bitch, was her last summer?
Sold her lust every wind throbs
Now, she creeps wounded buds lips
No one sits her desolated bench
Dewless skeleton thorny pains
Long striped wind sidewalk welted walls
Corners spring, she has even a dream yet
O out of sight, her tender warmth
I want send her a letter tonight
With my tender request and longings
Summer scented memory of words
Moonlighted field ardent lips to lips
Touché me with your perfumed breasts
Please come to me your lovely feet
Dance with me with field of warmth
Build a tiara nest with foliage breasts
Suckled buds mouth with your morning dews
Surely, you will come with my letter
Love token with your magic spangles
Enfold millions passion with my love buds
1:16am, 1/07/07
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Breathing
I am a coiled serpent
Lay Aztec runes graveyard
Groping child fetus with nightingale lullabies
Circling the resting places as a green dew
The endless stanza strings found miracles
Ask, where is the trace? Where is the gate of grain?
Weltering weeds lore into the fertile womb
Fountain of the ever written Lily of the Valley
O cursed daughters who beaten to death
We have to groove the stamped curses
Empires lied book of terror in a meadow
Struck the death-belted mystery of codes
I am the promise in a demonic garden
8:05 am 1/09/07
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Flower and dew
Godly flower had a harassment by dew all night
Her petal licked by his pearly lips all night
Morning, “I want built my roof in the sky” flower says
So that I can stand upright not desired by your slimy lips
O, without my mad lips, there is no upright in your pent room, dew says
7:04am, 30/08/07
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No Title
Brave sleepless night, tenderly fearful
So lit the interval and open the time
Tapping it through charts, open the star
But time speeds up along the straight line
Sets the dawn gate as a total memory
Visitors, wearing weathered silences
Milky Way makes summer knots
Hovering a star like a salutary pain
Messengers from ancient lands
Lead, the childish night put forward
2.16am, July 26, 2007
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Rain therefore rain
Sky is gazing at me
Toying ten eagle eyes
Tree has no eyelid so drop drop
Bench has no wind so doll doll
Grime grime pavement
Blared as my little tumbler
Rolling spells the world around
Devotee steps steal my songs
Wily nonny wet suckle here there
Perfumed tangles in my lofty scarf
Where are you going fairy? he asks
He is a roly-poly, a rude boy
From sky with snowy red flowers
Do flows my place snowy field
Bust, ruddily toss in my cheek
Huge hands pinker tell cold breath
fairly fairly little witch I am a east
I am a heaven, little winged fairy
Peter Pan winter rain sling sling
Wake up slings my window
Let me in let me in your spring
I kiss you fairest green wind
Sing to you rainbow letters
Doodle coddle I am a fairy heaven
5;24am 07/07/07
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I hate song
I hate songs they make me mourn the love
Rooted all beauties and lateen mirages
Summers, the formless seas and multiage pines
Unproven night I often dreamed songs
Comes with sob, quaint darkness sob beside
Wrapped sounds of a beekeeper’ April cherry lips
Shield unevenness, encircled a fetus capsule
I die within wonders, agonies and longings
Then until the song ends I dreamed the girl
I went over her thread, find the enshrined traces
19/06/07
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Vermillion
I like the vermillion monster
Winged firebird, the arduous lover
Schemed all my summer dreams
Scarifies, dance I dance with him
We burn each other in lazy autumn bed
I, vermillion flower, burn into his arms
Then fits into the dusky together
Treachery tongues, mated intoxication
Melt into the scented flumes
Sheer, consummated soul to soul
Then he left with ferment autumn scent
When I looking into his traces
Only sculptured dusky in his footsteps
Wretched keeper of a lover’s grave yard
Come with me, love is cold in here
Firebird ate all my love, wind says
8:20am 19/06/07
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Silence is
Asking a loud question
Nothing at all it says
Always born and dies
What is the question? Then
Nothing at all, again again
Comes and will be gone
From ocean to cosmos
Inviolable deepness
Into our mind, to the answer
Violently ride the utter silence
Swept off the tide of madness
Come back with glutted moonlight
Weathered frost to warm sunlight
Question is noting to do with tide
All in the cosmos, your mind
Make knots with the odd ends
Weave all into the questions
Open up the shell inside of you
Put them there for the safety
2:50am 19.06.07
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Beethoven
The hang man Beethoven
Humpy dumpy, prophet
He makes little numbers 1, 2, 3,
People say he is the genius of all but
He only counts 1,2,3 and 1,2,3
Going up going up 1,2,3 so simple
So I played keyboard chunky strides
Summer autumn spring and winter, if only
But, I have counting rainy valleys
Funny man with his wind piped brain
Castled fugitive cullied eagle beagle ears
Fierily tumble on the 6th raging sky
Dressing a crown in the greenly earth
Roaming crunch a rainy summer fairy
I love him becuase his cobalt summer
I sleep in his majestic heavenly cradles
So my dream is his pearly garland
Tear hunting in sonata pillows
Paradise landing on a painting blanket
He is always angry so he is beautiful
He loves so much so he is mad
Muffled while roaring in his universe
I leant piano by fur Elise and Erotica
Ears and eyes in his bully fang keyboads
Listens every sound in his cosmos
His alas moonlighted dowel face
Contriver in a fast-line speculation
Yogi Bogie yogi bogie Beethoven
A candle stick lady fang
Loll poll marina awing awing ring ring
If I love him because he loves nobody
But he made black yellow white and earth
Lullaby kisses, 1, 2, 3 and 1, 2, 3…
6:40 am 16/06/07
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Silence Song
Glutted frost, feathery drops
Footsteps lay head to toe
Lungful, throaty slops of songs
How, surly, loveliness in your voice
Vesper songs are part of continents
Forbidden, spoilage as an ancient thread
Will you be there for me when I return?
Luminary blended a woeful morning sun
Inviolable shade of a cobalt gown
Greeting, grapes of brined rhythms
Your dotting a vine field smile
Snatched a legend of lily-waves
Summer melts a boastfully green shades
Cureless distant, behind a quotient
Eloquently ceased lone estrange seas
An unbelted cloudy face to the myriads
Enchanted a spring, wintry root
Where all these beloved yesterdays
Will be there for us tomorrow again?
Yellow slops a unblended camarilla
Orchid screen with troop’s gadget
O, our distant, should we mind?
Memoir, agonies of noble embroidery
8:00 am 14/06/07
Poems October 2007
Rain
Dazzling offensive licks
Breathlessly steals autumn lips
Unfolding rifled sepia wings
Gathers torn peace her violet evening
Sits intimately inwardly a lime tree
Gravely intrudes her bewilderment
Silence voice over flesh foot steps
Wonder who across this pad before?
Conduits her embalmed seasons
Ploughs woeful wounded leaves
No more, deserted last season
His edged ritual, unbroken vows
Feathery weltered a wooden chair
Smitten lover’s intimae traces
Rudely hunts passionate moans
Conceals felted beauty lively as ever
Secrete symbols freshly trifles
Pervasively snares her evening
Become adonies' sinful crimson agony
Solitude so careless in a busy street
Weaves silence and her tearfull anguish
Intones a splendid enclosed vista
Mocking one turf seasonal wisdom.
5:58am 19/05/07
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Waratah
Dammed, supremacy a burning star!
Memory traveler's drawn timepiece
Line begins in your novice feet
Waratah, your chieftain eyes
Mulberry heart lies in your pearly shade
Your soil mighty and proud
Wounded cracks sized vermillion roots
Obstinate rhizome, spidery breathes
As an enchantress immortal kisses
Rainbow shrouded burning seas
Windy mused in your vinery sun
Season is afar green in your isles
Trails uncanny as your passion
Nourishes your dazzling glacier
Miles , echo saddles your resolution
O. rich season blares as a virgin bride
Sings enchanting grief over the beyond
Vomits a bloody curse on your reign
Sinful brilliance seas as your trophy
Hold blooded firestone as your glory
12;35pm 12/05/07
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River
Unrolled silences silken mirror
Glory as melancholy lidless stanza
Must the nymph weaves her words for love
Bowed wept breath into eyes of water
Love holds the stillness, broken throaty rives
Then gaze upon an intervened death
O, hangs a stranger halved sank
Dark mirrored his autumn wounds
4/05/07 6: 29pm
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Island
I dreamed the fair maiden
She canalizing the fiery dawn
Morning star emissive neck
Ttoot toooo…y..y..….tooo…doo..
Momentary bathed and wavered bustles
Toggled a horn lamp, hurrdly
Sunbeam bejeweled in her sublime cradle
Slanted sea consorted her light house
Eagle clewed a quantize Adonis charm
Contralto sleeps her seaweed rocking bed
A distant bearer in her majestic attire
Pearly veiled maiden sits her moon throne
Encapsulated her Adonis love poet
Fair maiden, fair maiden in her herald mortal bath
South sea, toggle toggle tally -tale turtle god
Pirates foreplay her advent virgin womb
Visitors of her lively temptation
Ensnares her summit feet
Trace of vain wondrous moment
Committed treasons a cupid sting
3.30am 25/04/07
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What made for us? made problems for us
This incommensurable charted domain
What we have done to us?
Sinned spring throaty in our valley
Ripening seeds in a chosen field
An ingrained sward rage rage
As sacrificial honor our own doings
Blooms in our forehead as a original insignia
Wear it boldly my friend, let it bleed boldly my friend
Days and night against each other my friend
Divided a vast distant and across a boundless sea
Grieved through nameless darkness
Traceless oddities and wrongdoings
Make ourselves friends and another
Decoded our foot prints over legends
Thieved warmth a nameless roadside
Under stars, we made our home
Impetuously we dreamed treasures
See now a red soil desert so many windowless hearts
Colonized their bandaged souls and broken seasons
Affiance their deformed mirrors
Reflect tenderly a disgruntled graces
Will they bloom again along with dead meniscus?
Will they bloom again under the garmented dew?
Grieve over our fearful recollection
The passion we had, each other to another
Here my friends lets feed our monstrous desire
Simplest happiness as we call it
Looking out again the dream we had and we lost
Shoot, trigger straight into our skulls
See whether we can impinge our darkness
Blood lusted the gartered infertile womb
Our childish dreams are forbidden.
Makes our weep sprawl and majestic
Lighting, gates of men and women hearts
Unbolting our echoless dark alters
Yes let’s hoping
Our conceived soul less intact from the horror
Our own making name of evolution.
4.49am 19/04/07
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Your are a Murder
Sure I heard you were a murder
Names names distortion of fermented dreams
Shackled a mad gate,
your own making name of evolution.
Your are a Murdert spoilage into skulls
Bear us not hideous errors and terror
Disposed reversion, a aborted glee
I dance your bidden death note
Your killer kiss are blazing obsessive
Tributary of hostage bloodless wound
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Moonlight
Solace is a bejeweled vanity
Come closer your cold lips
Bring your boundless fair
Cross rivers, eyes of water
Find a trace grassed fields
Walk softy in your silken shoes
Adorn a mystical garland
18/04/07 4:44am
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Free as a Butterfly Princess
Sun melts in your smile
Pain string your pearly dew
Weaved a laurel overnight
Day born in your crisp golden shoes
Pays a homage, tending your air
Free as like your heaven
Blooms in your beam flowers
Every bosoms in your silky road
Red roofed green sky and seashell horizon
Your feet are sibilant leaves
Kick the sky with heavenly wings
Softly stripes a lullaby sob
Fly! my love in your feathery wings
Free as a butterfly princess
Your beaming smile is the crest of the sun
6/04/7, 5.46pm
Dazzling offensive licks
Breathlessly steals autumn lips
Unfolding rifled sepia wings
Gathers torn peace her violet evening
Sits intimately inwardly a lime tree
Gravely intrudes her bewilderment
Silence voice over flesh foot steps
Wonder who across this pad before?
Conduits her embalmed seasons
Ploughs woeful wounded leaves
No more, deserted last season
His edged ritual, unbroken vows
Feathery weltered a wooden chair
Smitten lover’s intimae traces
Rudely hunts passionate moans
Conceals felted beauty lively as ever
Secrete symbols freshly trifles
Pervasively snares her evening
Become adonies' sinful crimson agony
Solitude so careless in a busy street
Weaves silence and her tearfull anguish
Intones a splendid enclosed vista
Mocking one turf seasonal wisdom.
5:58am 19/05/07
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Waratah
Dammed, supremacy a burning star!
Memory traveler's drawn timepiece
Line begins in your novice feet
Waratah, your chieftain eyes
Mulberry heart lies in your pearly shade
Your soil mighty and proud
Wounded cracks sized vermillion roots
Obstinate rhizome, spidery breathes
As an enchantress immortal kisses
Rainbow shrouded burning seas
Windy mused in your vinery sun
Season is afar green in your isles
Trails uncanny as your passion
Nourishes your dazzling glacier
Miles , echo saddles your resolution
O. rich season blares as a virgin bride
Sings enchanting grief over the beyond
Vomits a bloody curse on your reign
Sinful brilliance seas as your trophy
Hold blooded firestone as your glory
12;35pm 12/05/07
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River
Unrolled silences silken mirror
Glory as melancholy lidless stanza
Must the nymph weaves her words for love
Bowed wept breath into eyes of water
Love holds the stillness, broken throaty rives
Then gaze upon an intervened death
O, hangs a stranger halved sank
Dark mirrored his autumn wounds
4/05/07 6: 29pm
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Island
I dreamed the fair maiden
She canalizing the fiery dawn
Morning star emissive neck
Ttoot toooo…y..y..….tooo…doo..
Momentary bathed and wavered bustles
Toggled a horn lamp, hurrdly
Sunbeam bejeweled in her sublime cradle
Slanted sea consorted her light house
Eagle clewed a quantize Adonis charm
Contralto sleeps her seaweed rocking bed
A distant bearer in her majestic attire
Pearly veiled maiden sits her moon throne
Encapsulated her Adonis love poet
Fair maiden, fair maiden in her herald mortal bath
South sea, toggle toggle tally -tale turtle god
Pirates foreplay her advent virgin womb
Visitors of her lively temptation
Ensnares her summit feet
Trace of vain wondrous moment
Committed treasons a cupid sting
3.30am 25/04/07
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What made for us? made problems for us
This incommensurable charted domain
What we have done to us?
Sinned spring throaty in our valley
Ripening seeds in a chosen field
An ingrained sward rage rage
As sacrificial honor our own doings
Blooms in our forehead as a original insignia
Wear it boldly my friend, let it bleed boldly my friend
Days and night against each other my friend
Divided a vast distant and across a boundless sea
Grieved through nameless darkness
Traceless oddities and wrongdoings
Make ourselves friends and another
Decoded our foot prints over legends
Thieved warmth a nameless roadside
Under stars, we made our home
Impetuously we dreamed treasures
See now a red soil desert so many windowless hearts
Colonized their bandaged souls and broken seasons
Affiance their deformed mirrors
Reflect tenderly a disgruntled graces
Will they bloom again along with dead meniscus?
Will they bloom again under the garmented dew?
Grieve over our fearful recollection
The passion we had, each other to another
Here my friends lets feed our monstrous desire
Simplest happiness as we call it
Looking out again the dream we had and we lost
Shoot, trigger straight into our skulls
See whether we can impinge our darkness
Blood lusted the gartered infertile womb
Our childish dreams are forbidden.
Makes our weep sprawl and majestic
Lighting, gates of men and women hearts
Unbolting our echoless dark alters
Yes let’s hoping
Our conceived soul less intact from the horror
Our own making name of evolution.
4.49am 19/04/07
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Your are a Murder
Sure I heard you were a murder
Names names distortion of fermented dreams
Shackled a mad gate,
your own making name of evolution.
Your are a Murdert spoilage into skulls
Bear us not hideous errors and terror
Disposed reversion, a aborted glee
I dance your bidden death note
Your killer kiss are blazing obsessive
Tributary of hostage bloodless wound
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Moonlight
Solace is a bejeweled vanity
Come closer your cold lips
Bring your boundless fair
Cross rivers, eyes of water
Find a trace grassed fields
Walk softy in your silken shoes
Adorn a mystical garland
18/04/07 4:44am
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Free as a Butterfly Princess
Sun melts in your smile
Pain string your pearly dew
Weaved a laurel overnight
Day born in your crisp golden shoes
Pays a homage, tending your air
Free as like your heaven
Blooms in your beam flowers
Every bosoms in your silky road
Red roofed green sky and seashell horizon
Your feet are sibilant leaves
Kick the sky with heavenly wings
Softly stripes a lullaby sob
Fly! my love in your feathery wings
Free as a butterfly princess
Your beaming smile is the crest of the sun
6/04/7, 5.46pm
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