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'pardon Me, Could You Pass the Grey Poupon'

Winds caressing fringes of
   her deep chocolate tresses
as tree nymphs nimbly hid
  midst fallen maple leaves 
    happily prancing round toes,
whilst a crescendo of chimes
   played off in near distances,
warm apple pie aroma wafting
 upon a zephyr tickling her nose,
unfastened her reddish cloak 
  for her e'er plunging neckline
exposed an ample décolletage
 voluptuously heaving in broad
 daylight waiting to seduce a crafty
wolf in sheep's clothing she had afore
  encountered on the way to grannies, 
called ahead to make reservations
for her & handsome knighted chef
hiding amidst the dark forest with
his trusty sharpened butcher knife,
had acquired Wolfgang Puck's
   wickedly-satisfying secret recipe
        for savory pack-of-wolves stew 


Li'l Reddish Revenge is a dish best served cold-blooded with liberal
scads of punitive napkins and a bottle of vindictively chilled Chianti

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Escaping Rhymed Detonation

Malevolent imploded uncontrollably, 
  twisting wildly maniacal posies
   amid diabolically toasted brainstem, 
angst uncompromisingly yanked tresses 
  purging stinging speech patterned rhymes
 amuck iniquitous poetic verses hung
     upside down to tormentingly dry, 
    facing other inimically knotted borders of
  antagonistic galleries in deranged snapshots 
           razing warped poetical tapestries,  
tripping on tunes of whiskey rushes' savoy truffles
    and greenish tangerines whilst Led Zeppelin's 
 Sick Again danced upon reflective ceiling tiles, 
time written sideways 'round alleged autonomy
    hidden furthermost immune masked mirror images,
   debauching Greek braille calligraphy's vindication
           on walls of graffito scripted physicality 
       calling out 'tween hysterical compulsions, 
  naught one heeded the sounds of synapses 
     about ill-fated half moon's arresting arc, 
   synthetic doomsday's clocks aptly chimed 
    quarter to analytical cuckoo's nest repudiation, 
  still awaiting on serendipity to surrender 
           furthermost rabbit hole's curiouser rants,
relinquishing unwell-languaged compilations' sabotage - -
      circumventing rhythmically subversive escaped detonation

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Elbbabohcysp

There's a place whence children dwell amid

fairy stories, popcorn rainbows & candied unicorns,

which is fine & dandy except when

you're supposed to be a grown-ass adult,

some people live 'round La-La landscapes

without a hint of reality's woefulness,

unable to read skywriting on the cosmos

If you believe in miracles or

that nothing ever changes

and love lasts forever and a day

or just say,

you got a damn ticket because

your unicorn was inconveniently double-parked,

rest assured thine meter is delusional

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Surrendered Dreaming

I knew you long before
    pursuit's intention shone,
felt you in sun's fiery warmth
       & shooting star surrender,
heard your voice on soft
  burbled whispers of sweet zephyrs
    and nectar'd songs of hummingbirds,
saw your depths of magnificence
        in sapphire ocean tides
     cresting 'neath effulgent moons
savoring breaths of crystalline
   snowflakes on crisp sea air,
I knew strength in your convictions    
   for it braved every fantasy's illusion
     acquiesced 'tween dulcet desires,
whilst the strong presence of your charms
     envelop'd every night's dreaming

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Essential Spirits

She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner, 
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors, 
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities

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Nothing More Or Less

hid insecurities within
  ambiguous humor &
   convoluted whimsies,
rules consistently changing
 in a game which required
hardly more than breath,
  nothing less than obscurity
     twisting a fallible fancy, 
    seizing day's intangibility

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Or Ultimately We All Fall

She was gooey like maple syrup

     & marshmallow s'mores,

stronger than  a mountain lion

    protecting her cubs,

wore prescription rose-tinted 

     sunglasses with GPS,

she'd been around long enough

   to see through most of the 

    negative flimflam and ambiquity, 

was agile enough to laugh at

      her own cheeky caricature,

wouldn't put up with the travesty

   'neath debauchery's cunning

still, she wondered as most do,

  what was to become of a world

so engrossed in the overthrow

    & disparaging mockery of others

she bade her time waiting to grow

    older and wiser in hopes

she'd be around long enough

      to experience a sunrise view 

            in universal accordance

      before her own last sunset

                  ultimately bites the dust,  

         burning in all-inclusive ashes

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Condemned To Limbo

Winter approached 

in hours of finality, 

quelled midst midnight's 

imperfectly lit enticement 

of darkly notable

impressive spirits, 

motioning a welcomed 

goodbye gesture, 

laying to rest 

a chilled salutation, 

as ghostly ambitions 

commenced to play 

a well articulated

empowering seduction, 

chasing lullaby's softly

dreamt enchantment, 

sleeping peaceably

unfurled beyond

destined reawakening, 

condemned to limbo

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Farside Otherworldly Lovers - - Dedicated To Rick Keeble, You Asked For It

He was howling at the moon,
it was mid June's heyday, she
was naive beyond reproach
her innocently lit chiaroscuro 
made him hunger all the more,
til one day she let down her guard
'neath an impatient violaceous sky
drinking effervescently blissed wine 
kissed him with rosé  blushed lips 
 
But his instincts betrayed him,
devouring the petite blossom
of her youth, teeth bared,
eyes glaring crimson, her stardust smile
no deterrent, appetite’s salacious intent,
stomach growling nocturnal desires,
claws scarring milk-paint skin
till groans released vibrations
felt ‘pon shadowed earth
shattering movements
 
ground-breaking momentum
sent horizons a' rocking
motioning to constellations
as they synchronously liquefied
tilting  universes' on their axis  
a little death's furtherance 
uttering god's hallelujahs 
lit beyond obscure sighs
 
Now two silhouettes,
midst harmonious moaning
 echo upon auras' illusions
   cresting lofty hilltops
can be seen this night and all others
when the skies turn dark
and  celestial bodies'  tumult
simultaneously ignite thunder,
diffusing smatterings' explicit 
flight surrendered furthermost 
 heart-stricken otherworldly lovers

  'Collaboration ~ Chris Green & Paloma'

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Dreaming In Ink

Acquiesced amongst gypsy stardust,
      dance of aroused blissfulness 
 knees went weak mid a zealously flirtatious
   sunset, as skies intensity was enraptured
      mid fierce moonbeam's caressing zeal, 
fulfilling a wickedly wild aching surrender
      within ardor's aroused captivation,
enthralling enchantingly obscure sunrise
   sensations of endmost satiated fervency,
  shorelines met heavens verve
     breathless in exhalations' celestial passion,
 chanted to the gods 'tween fiery escapism
     risen above darkly inclined constellations,
        'til consummated resplendence of night
            burst forth in explosive exaltation
              dreamt of ink's splendiferous poetry