Best Caravan Poems

I will always be a gypsy- woman filled with curiosity
Running wild beneath a moonglow grasping fireflies;
Then to quickly scribble impressions on  leaves,  my poetry:
How zest ignites visual arts — charcoal, acrylic, oil—streaks upon
Drawing boards until night’s rhythm forgets to ebb : 
Nor do...

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Truly, the bee hive innards hum 
Truly, the body inside gurgles 
Truly, the cave echoes the vortex 

Truly I know these sounds 
from last night 
4 cackling creatures spewed 
their saturated sayings upon 
the floor 
upon each other, upon me
the hammering of the gong 
the...

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A shored life
awakes the old
patience is a virtue

a wondrous light
a way for the world
one way passage

yielding trifles
abundant returns
nameless faceless

novelties in scrolls
constant to air
The Book of Life

accounts tallies
clearly visible
hidden from sight

chance of a lifetime
warps through glass
bottled sealed....

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Sire she's been sighted
two miles south of Sinai,
our sentinels say she has brought a river,
her baggage train stretches into the ancient sands,
the envoys of her retinue spoke of marvelous gifts,
beasts and creatures of the Orient
gems that glitter like the eyes of children
summer baskets of gold...

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The College Caravan

Last night we loaded the minivan with her
suitcases, Rubbermaid vats, and chest of plastic drawers
stuffed with clothing, toiletries, school supplies, and posters.
While our vehicle is tightly packed, her room stands hollow;
drained of stuff and spirit, except for the furniture she left behind
like the...

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In the shimm’ring empty distance
Of a vast central Asian steppe,
A faint and formless shape appeared.
A soundless mass of black and brown
Rose like a djinn from out the dust
Of the long traveled Great Silk Road.

As it drew closer on its course,
Under a wide and hot noon...

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nomad’s caravan---
detours on an unknown place
taking new chances


Haiku On Probabilities
For Marvin Celestial's Contest...

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dawn's caravan---
swirls unto an unknown places
taking morn chances 


Aurora And Avalanche Contest...

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Now this is a little story of the caravan that rocked
Whether parked in roadside lay-bys, the locals were never shocked

They travelled from the Highlands and motored so far and wide
Exercising their freedom, oh my! that you couldn't hide

They lived just south of Ullapool, and further...

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In a way that lease we broke is a good thing you see
We can travel forever now, it only just set us free

We can see the sights outside the city lights
Come on with me sweetie, we'll soar to new heights

We can go to the ocean...

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In my caravan,
oh in my caravan,
there is only you and me

Our mirrors do doubles,
so there you are
with two whiskeys

Our mirror images frown
at our drinking
and saying "cheers"

In my caravan
we both are tipsy
at each other's image





2/16/2015...

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Chilling in the caravan
 learning hand to hand
 man to man
one bloody palm over the world as we orbit n twirl
Spin a twin 
flip her friend
Knocking down doors
Leveling the score 
Raqeuteering, blackmailing, not to Badmention
Politician magic tricking women,

Don't play!
don't take away !!
 ?what we ...

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The road seems endless
Nighttime quickens fear
Unfamiliar, a stranger
In this bus
The air, humid and thick
With danger, angry
Glances swim upstream
Avoiding fallen hate
At first, some were friendly
As hours and days passed
They disappeared, maybe
Changing direction, or
Means of transport, as
Streetcars rattled down the
Middle of the road, always
Heading back to sadness
Women...

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Oh when the cold lurks past our doors,
we gypsies love your heated seats.
Stars guide our weary hearts,
better yet, headlights show the streets.
 
We journey together,
one heartbeat echo’s for all.
My people voice together,
next stop, the nearest mall!
 
Charms of wisdom and luck,
sometimes ward off ghostly creatures.
Your...

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Beyond a sandstorm’s gritty veil,                       
A solitary Bedouin,
Like a ghost in a sea of dunes,
Rides slowly along in the dusk.

The singing of rababah...

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