Best Preludes Poems

Hummingbird’s playing 
in the background,
The Page 
plays the blues,
interludes, 
fingers touching the 
sensual key notes 
scent openings
in the mind 
reeling 
in the horizontal lines 
along morning bodies 
now glistening, the 
dark nights aligned,
The Page 
plays the blues,
Hummingbird’s playing
in the background
those heavy Prison Blues 
absent black...

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I believe we had more fun,
When I used to sit and wait.
For you to sneak out again,
For a nightly moonlit date.

Those were the good old days,
That my heart happily longs for.
The summer days at the ocean,
Slowly kissing by the shore.

Now that we’re fully grown,
You still...

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I.

Rain beats down on the smoky beach,
all paths the gull flies, and in his
resistance.
A thousand white shells in the mist
are seasoned with stinging pepper.
You reconsider
signs, velocities of strummed winds;
of which sand dunes, waves bound, would have 
you become king,
had you not surrendered to ask?
The speakers...

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