Best Aslant Poems

My memory is obsolete in fashion:
the short blue skirt I saw you in that day
is out of date eons ago. My passion
has cicatrized from when...

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FOLK DANCE DWM

      Attended Summer Camp at high school level
      A happy happening, I would...

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On one night, 
is it because of a bewitched full moon?
while driving my rusty shaking junk car
I became Don Quixote de la Mancha 
mounted on...

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Clouds, the clouds diffuse a sad and somewhat somber hue;
Wind, the wind bemoans her loss of reins and calm control;
Crows, the crows flee men of...

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In the flickering moments of my mortality
I am haunted in the dimming by a thought.
Did I do what I could to temper this reality?
Why did...

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Continuance

Climbing waves crept ashore and stole our footsteps
yet prints went aslant, surrendered none to our
unbroken hearts in bottled...

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January.
I now perform the annual alchemy,
my purpose :
to capture Spanish sunshine in a jar.

Seville :
white fragrant flower to bitter orange sphere.
Childrey :
sugar, water, shredded peel...

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         A Tale to  Tell

     Walking is a very good exercise.
 ...

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A Teardrop

         I slipped on a teardrop
          and...

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IN ZEST AND ZEAL
                     ...

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You want to know its merits? 
Very well, then. Daylight slants 
deliciously across the boy's 
inclined, thoughtful face. 
His lace collar, crumpled, 
houses valleys of...

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The garden abounds flowers tumbling down
from the trellis roses sweetly scented
delicate pots strewn with colourful crown
groaning tables are with flowers crested

Plates filled with delicacies await
vol-au-vents...

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Sometimes I have questioned this fruit, upon which some call, divinities tree?

So deliciously appealing it has seemed, unto these desirous and sometimes wistful eyes

As they...

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Ya’ know

It seems I’ve been here before
Else how could I know
How many steps up… to the door?

Just which plank would squeak
Beneath my feet…The porch swing
That...

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Your Majesty

          Loitering aimless with shameless indolence
         ...

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