Best Californian Poems

Across the vast Californian Death Valley I went out for a drive
The temperature gauge was reading a hundred and twenty five.

Despite the unforgiving temperature, I...

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Gabriela Anderson Scheiss was a long distance runner
Who ran the marathon in the Californian Summer
It was the Los Angeles Olympics in nineteen eighty four
You probably...

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Me barber’s still one of them blokes who lives the school of old,
using methods quite old fashioned to what modern trends unfold,
so with scissors, clippers,...

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Pangie was struggling in the heat
Said this heat wave sure has me beat
This old hot sun
Is no damn fun
Its swelling my poor little feet.

Written on...

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Amidst nocturnal blue naked confessions 
of our intertwined souls, hearing the 
mellifluous melody and symphony of 
our ocean, lulling our inner child’s deepest 
sapphire emotions...

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Stokey 2014

I am working the door

At an all night bar

Sometimes I think I have spent too much time alone.  These long nights remind me...

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Life relapse and develops new memories and experiences sighted through brown eyes
Miles of driving, walking. Thousands of laughters, a few bad habits, a gorgeous dream...

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I will never forget the Feast of Tabernacles at Lake Arrowhead
I spent my nights there in our beautiful rented house
With Spy loyally by my side
...

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Let's sit under the tall, satured elm after the long-gone storm;
its branches, unwavering and steaming, are awfully warm.
They stretch their drooping arms to brush off...

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Legend Of The Black Dove  
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For four-thousand years and more
He’s withstood the tests of time;
Extremes of heat and cold
Haven’t cut him down in his prime;
Even now he proudly stands
As a...

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How many springs that bloomed and withered like flowers?
How many winters that came and melted in front of me?
How many summers that burnt my skin...

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We see art deco sunsets and
paisley palm trees
        
         on...

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I wake up in a bath of sweat
 I am late starting my journey
 Weightless clothes hide my being
 Protect the skin from reality, my...

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Italian risotto
A welsh rarebit
Californian salad
with Hoolandaise sauce
Mandarin gateaux
with Swedish
Toast!...

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