Best Outcroppings Poems

The farm
     and the porch light hums 
the sound of another 
orange dawn.

Burnt up – crisp
      aching new reaches 
of the imagination turn 
from corn
      to wheat
to the pungent shade
of dried...

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The mica-flecked granite outcroppings loom,
releasing bits of themselves randomly 
sparkling, as they fall, in felted-light they bloom. 

Blasted cliffs, yet brazen, they rise without decree,
unconcerned with the maples, and the birch,
releasing bits of themselves randomly. 

An ashen, sulking, sky hides the eagle's perch 
and softens...

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Wings flutter
     off in the distance
as I shuffle through these stones,
tasting the energy trapped in each,
scouring my lands
         for my lost crystal,
that which can mend
what I’ve torn asunder.

In frustration
   I abandon...

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Sty all your bodied waters
And libelous pretensions.
Hang leather headed juries
Beside some tethered eddies.

Drown me down
In new baptismal rivers.
Spread eagle me upon
Some granite black outcroppings.

And let my liver ribbon 
From beaks of shadowed ravens.
Let my thigh bones 
Fossil on the rocks.

Should I be buried under
When cliffs...

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Some days are almost crystalline in the memory: they shine like diamonds in the blue perspective of the distant past.

winter wind
a broken branch
lit by gray-green lichens

New Year's day,1981, was like that. I spent the day with my future wife, Joyce, wandering around the Eno River...

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Paying no tribute to the craggy outcroppings
     of its lofty aerie,
     this sentinel of freedom takes its leave.
     Soaring with the courage of a Feudal Warrior,
     proud of his...

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We are aesthetic in our congregation-
promotionally enthusiastic to see the next outing,

our outcroppings stupendously aligned to the demotion of the great race's need for participating eloquence,

Einstinien men and women we are...

Holding key facts at stake for the live's of those who cannot agree with us,

sending...

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The mica-flecked granite outcroppings loom,
releasing bits of themselves randomly 
sparkling as they fall in felted-light they bloom. 

Blasted cliffs, yet brazen, they rise without decree,
unconcerned with the maples, and the birch,
releasing bits of themselves randomly. 

An ashen, sulking, sky hides the eagle's perch, 
and, softens...

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The gray granite outcroppings loom
masticated mountains blasted yet brazen.
Their jagged ledges and softer heights
topped with rust brown and burnt orange maples.
Fog distances them 
 softens them 
as they seem to overlap
Recede ..into semi transparent wash
like the edges of a tissue paper collage.
Each layer 	seeming to...

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Concealed awaiting prepared for prey
Stalking me in frosted undergrowth
Camouflaged mire spread all around
His baying battle cry seeps and saturates
My blood fermenting anticipated challenge
Of his judging eyes still and steady
Blades of winter winds surgically slash
My hands holding aim fast and true
The percussive flash bursts 
Concentration lost...

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A froth of snow crusts the ground,
fixing in place the remaining blades of green grass
and outlining the metal edges of stop signs.
The road weaves wearily through the
freshly white washed landscape
with its distant, dusted, granite outcroppings.
Fellow travelers in blanketed cars whoosh passed
chunks of icy snow fly,...

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Torrents fixed by natures’ breath
glisten in the Winter suns mirage.
Aquamarine copper infusions, opaque as opal,
descend with abandon granite cliffs.
scared by man’s iron tools.

Stop action terrors frighten
passing denizens of day.
Tangling brush and briar.
Frost glazing quartz outcroppings.

The ground below
shows silver shards 
snapped ice tentacles.

Unfed forms
heart breaking

Ice....

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flint river's stream low
dry, rocky outcroppings show....
tropical storm, hurricane
...

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Granite outcroppings sparkle like gems
Leading the eye to a neatly-hidden village
In the shadow of distant purple mountains,
And beyond to higher peaks snow-capped.
Over all the pastoral scene grayish clouds
Suggest winter is riding on a white mount
The slightest hint of a dying sun rests atop
Sharpest peaks daring...

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