dichotomy -
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yeah, right ...
do you really think I believe that?
that I'll swallow that pill?
look at the damn lines on this brow ...
do you think they were etched
by happenstance??
not even CLOSE, sweeth...
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Categories:
absinthian, analogy, break up, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Reverie of Wonder
..."In the absence of complication,
trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind....
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Categories:
absinthian, appreciation, life, love, nature,
Form: Free verse
Mother Gaia
...You pour through my soul
Absinthian elixir
My Mother Gaia.
Sunsets of Ruby,
Elysian fields, golden;
Amethyst mountains.
I taste Bing cherry
Concord Grape fermentation
Tangerine...
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Categories:
absinthian, appreciation, earth, environment, nature,
Form: Haiku
Muse In Space
...They say in space, no one can hear screams;
so I go there in sleep just to scream.
OBE’s are one beautiful escape;
muse must release to create and
she has a lifetime to scream abo...
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Categories:
absinthian, imagination, muse, space, symbolism,
Form: Narrative
Soliloquy and Silhouette
...SOLILOQUY AND SILHOUETTE
Soliloquy and silhouette, a lively dance,
A sideways glance, such dalliance of form.
In Verona, this jester must be serious. Stance -
Shoulders back, feet...
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Categories:
absinthian, hate, love,
Form: Rhyme
Drowning In Jezebel's Absinthian Beauty
...From the anise do I awaken.
Molten sugar dribbles into my veins;
O languor! My mind’s overtaken—.
The green fairy has me forsaken in pain;
a siren, she beckons me to her shore:
her green eyes in...
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Categories:
absinthian, corruption, lust, metaphor, woman,
Form: Sonnet
Eyes
...stormy raindrops enlightened by an absinthian glow
How much, how far you have seen, to bring about so much bliss
kings and prophets have led you to Cairo
Two moons embrace my fallen kiss...
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Categories:
absinthian, love,
Form: I do not know?
Poem I
...Bitter as wormwood or Turkish coffee,
absinthian abandon;
this passion stings and burns.
Cheeks blaze with the scarlet sign and stigma
and your teeth leave their signature on my hips.
Prudence we she...
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Categories:
absinthian, love, passion,
Form: Free verse