Best Pepper Poems

October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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In memory of----

Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
I sit here alone to forget the taste of air.
Overwhelm by the...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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There once was a bum. He was the neighborhood drunk. He had an unkempt demeanor. His salt and pepper hair had not been washed in...

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With his icy fingers he stole my smokey breath,
laid a sheet of slippery freezing cold by my feet
and then whispered in my ear right to the...

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In memory of---- all lives taken by unfair justice.

 Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
 I sit here alone...

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Another Sunday evening at the street-corner
next to the coffee parlour, overlooking the ocean
The solo pianist  with desert-lime eyes
sits once-again on the piano chair.
His hair,a...

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There was a fussy bovine named Flossy
who was snooty and always so bossy
her udders would droop
when she took a poop
She bellowed until her eyes got...

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Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom
          Garden flowers whisper
      Peeking through...

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sergeant pepper smokes his stogie in a capsized submarine-
lucky lucy clad in yellow wears her purple diamond ring
rainbow demons play gin rummy on a sunlit...

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~Soup To Go~

This summer~ all I want is a bowl of soup 
A secret flavor that combines every veggie group 

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She can't blame the season for her tears
Aloneness was not loneliness in December
When the season passed so quickly in disguise
Of twinkling lights and toasts remembered

As...

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Her Autumn

Salt and pepper hair in wisps and thin,
criss cross lines on brow and round the chin
Eyelids lower like the setting sun
resting pools of blue,...

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Let’s begin with
A strong fresh
Brewed Greek coffee
The aroma alone,
Will wake up 
Your senses, 
Allow you to
Let go, to keep 
An open mind to delight
And excite...

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I ran out of breath on the road to Mumbai ...

    Not for sake of dust or smog or even health. I...

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