Best Primeval Poems

oh wrap me close dear jungle deep, with fronds and fruits entwined
          and hold me to...

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Not to be taken lightly, I burnt all my clothes 
Cut the tattoos off my back, tore pins from my nose 
Foraged for food particles,...

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women of dusk and dawn
who love to feast on their senses
in a banquet ripened by love and courage,
chilled to last till the moonlight
bequeaths more hours...

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Cantas en mi Corazon 
Una Colaboración con Michael P. Clarke

Spanish Version - Free Verse

Ven en mis brazos, tu templo tan cerca de mí,
Estoy perdido en...

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Fearless Raven, soaring in
the rich, dark chasm—
that world of shadows, echoes,
cliffs and crags chaotic,
the void of subtle stirrings in
a quintessential midnight—
Make some room for me
on...

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Himalayan  Trip-Trap

They poured in,  before the deluge
To surpass the natives in numbers
folks in their  cribs -through-hearse  stages, 
trusting like kids, ...

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written on time’s page
                     ...

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Like milk from blue mountains' swollen breasts, the fog
Intertwines with pungent campfire smoke, a blue mist
Frescoing my quiet river valley's primeval lap.
Twilight tiptoes, surreptitiously, spying...

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this is the hour resting on the basin
of a sacred chalice awakened by crowns of stars
peeping then, swelling blue yellow... 
while duskfall filters the shape...

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Perhaps not the Mountain -

Perhaps even not the lone hermit, atop said mountain...
sitting as still as tea leaves, left in their jar.

Perhaps not the Mountain.
So...

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screams pierce the night
primeval mating
wise owls winking...

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Dare we wade these tempered shores
less fear of what the next wave brings
a tidal rush playing fates encore
with the music of a thousand wings

This last...

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Look deep within these loosely-woven layers to find
primeval land with ocean, sky and wind entwined,
skilled hands and eyes of generations gone before
and peat smoke mingling...

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“Over there,” yelled the Helmsman
“On the Starboard side.”
Though when I looked from left to right
Nothing caught my eye

“Over there,” he yelled again
“On the starboard side.”
And...

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A warning breeze bore tale of a familiar and fiery rage;
in the dread of night, a crone hobbled, accursed of her age  
by smoldering...

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