Best Refueled Poems

Here in the winter of my lovely years,
   although my age gives me a bit of fright,
with needs to search out unexplored frontiers,
   I try to conquer goals with pure delight.

Although my age gives me a bit of fright,
  ...

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KOMOREBI 

The Land Where Poems Are Made
Chorus chords of
Sounds mutter, iambically
Especially forming tongues throughout the ages
To give birth to rhyme in metered rages
Ancient rants, bellow from the depths
Of hollowed souls, needing to be refueled
As a lamp that all too quickly burned its wick.
So, yes, I...

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Twelve tree frogs sing in loud chorus
on this damp, foggy morn
Their vocal would break the sound barrier
By it nature is torn

Fog caresses the valley
Settles loosely on trees
Exaggerates the silhouettes
Moistens all the leaves

The frogs have removed the silence
Their din walks on nerves 
They need another residence
Where...

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My eco car runs on natural gas
Naught to sixty, what a blast
It runs like a dream
Refueled by baked beans
All free from a humans ass...

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Having unplugged the socket
And refueled the rocket
Set course and heading for Mars .
Up up and away to the Milky Way
Exploring our planets and stars .
No one to complain us
Yes ! I've seen Uranus
And your Saturn rings all a glare .
Is that strange head , the...

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Have you chosen what you will become,
my son,
or will you become something yet unchosen?

Become?

How will you keep yourself gainfully occupied,
dare I speak of vocation?

Oh yes,
I will be absent.

Absent from…?

From you.
Absent from you.

My wisest son,
thank you for your perfect gift of omission,
and yet your future commissions
provoke...

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Solstice

As I stood within this ancient Iron Age fort of stone
Dark clouds hid the wind that chilled me to the bone
The voices of waves hissed below on the sandy shore
And I was transported back to the Celtic time of lore.
Of ancient Druids and sun gods,...

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wanna lay down with you
go to the island again and again
become lost in the atlantic breeze of stillness and delight
enjoy the fact that someone genuinely enjoys the pleasure of my company
allow care to sleep soundly
focus of the self instead
let the warmth of your soft flash...

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a travel nightmare to remember
at age sixteen on a charter plane
to Colombia with the abusive boy friend
ten years older and few worlds of spanish
to meet my future as he put his hooks
and demands at my tender age of fourteen

on the return by myself with a...

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12.21.2020
Look up!   My willing heartsoftest breath
Awaken to aGREAT CONJUNCTION
800 year cycleTwo celestial marblesJupiter & Saturncomplex expansion-restriction relationship
converge onThe longest night - Winter Solstice -  The shortest daylight
Without recessBoth marching on confidently….. & sodo our breaths.parading in Rings of Saturn
Align True Self ina...

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Sometimes when I look up its you I see,
Some days when it’s raining you put a smile on my face,
An angel with wings you come to shield me,
Your beauty is it’s in own class,

The lady of the lake that  is blue and pure,
The sunshine...

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screwed.bumped.bruised.fingers caressing a flossy silhouette which happens to be a cup of
brewed coffee.savoring its stunning richness while helplessly  drowned in sincere fondness
from its hypnotic scent.better than hell.better than a new-mown hay.better than anything
else that i have sniffed. it's captivating whiff has a distinct likeness...

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I'm in love with an adventure in peace's fire, it caught my attention
now i desire, emotions running tired, but refueled with fire, 
i am beauty's desire, these expressions don't expire when intended for this 
tier, cheers for when i drink beers, when i have no...

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She loves me so much she tried to kill me sounds psycho but it thrills me you see I have an affinity for beautifully damaged souls I've been this way since I can remember years old 
I like a woman with aggression and a story...

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Things for me start here,
In the very beauty of a blank white page
To the dark sky of glittering stars
And in between the ladder of tiny surprises.

The watercolour paintings which gave me joy,
The little piggy bank which sparkled my eye,
The fragrant roses that filled my courtyard,
The...

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