Best Cottons Poems

More than a man, the south made.
Black and white, south one started, 
great oaks refused no man a child
to hang about it, call dark christmas.
Hallow...

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You are the river running through 
unfathomable greens
glassy yellows 
down in the core of the river
flicker lightness on top
You increase me…swell me…impregnate without word or...

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Mother India
 
Each August 15th since 1947, a day of expectant waiting –
Either terror from India’s enemies and frenemies
Or the terror of weather, some natural...

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The roof seems to have come alive
Raindrops now treading softly on tip toes
The skies clouded with cottons full of water
They drip down as though they...

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What lesser mortals? 

What lesser mortals
than Rimbaud
claim themselves 
a poet within 
another self, 
for there is more 
than just one self

depending on the
time and day...

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I’ve traded my final smiles for a rock and a rush..
Shooting my veins for death at thirty five.  
last chance to steal a detox...

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beautiful, cinderella, crazy, growing up, humor, word play,

Gold Plated Ideals©

The ice-white-capped teeth
Smile and beguile the contacted eye
‘Java’ white-bright tee shirts dazzle 
Plastic letters ironed on...

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Flipping Heck! - they're at it again!
There's a shuffling noise from the drawer
It's clear they're having a promiscuous party
And swapping their partners once more
 
I'd...

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goodbye to white skies                     ...

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As little child walked in the field of flowers,
  Picking and smelling them as she grows,
  The pervading air fragrance of Guava
 ...

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Ambling and ankling on red brick and cobblestone
gone are your cottons and calicoes.
Factory skeletons repurposed, 
phantom workers operate 
Ghost looms in condo kitchens.

The sun sets...

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Cottons in the clouds –
Children having pillow fights
Jumping up and down.


7/27/14...

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Have you not looked upon horizons pink,
Outstretched from dreary skies of yesternight,
That vanquish tearful blue as cottons blink
And gray reflects the glow of lunar light?
Are...

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"I am a painter and my eyes are the paint brushes I had if I look up with my open eye I see the Horizon...

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**  I went outside and watched the summer sky....

Cotton in the clouds –
   If I cling on these softness,   
Will...

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