Best Rock Salt Poems

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Should I  search for you through lotuses of gold 
or climb pyramids of truth and go beyond the self? 

If I were Ghost of Amdapor,  
could I possibly un-clock the secret 
of a shadow bring......

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...I remember! 
  Cranking that old wore-out handle on that ice cream maker, until I thought my 
arms were going to fall off.  Having a big smile on my face, as I turned and 
turned, pushed and pulle......

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...This story I am about to unfold,
is a favorite about my Grandfather.
In which he starts out acting very bold,
yet ends, running up a painful lather.

Down the dirt road, where he lived, when ......

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...Mountain Of Mango Ice-Cream

It seems ages since we were young and untamed, enjoying rural pleasures
Summers were long and mango ice-cream sessions a ritual in the evenings
A thin custard was mad......

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...Friendship

No matter how misconstrued,
one may be taken,
a gentle heart,
will never change,
and always shine through,

A friend,
that don't understand,
take their voices, pro or con,
with a pebble o......

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...This story I am about to unfold,
is a favorite about my Grandfather.
In which he starts out acting very bold,
yet, ends running up a painful lather.

Down the dirt road, where he lived, when you......

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...Down the long graveled road
Flanked by woods with filtered sun
Evening sun signaling me to abode
Where the bitterweed blooms,I run

Join family outside in the twilight
With the moon rising in t......

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...She slipped from among us
in search of good hummus,
like a whispery breeze
at the scent of chickpeas;
escapes for tahini
rivalled old Houdini.
Her nose for good cumin
was simply inhuman,
her ......

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...Old man winter slaps at the soul.
But my spade is smiling and sharpened.
I was born in Buffalo.
So, my bones are made from ice picks.
The heart pumps out rock salt by the bowl.
I've been through......

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Iced down in a wooden tub,
Chilled more with rock salt,
Taking turns, Tom Sawyer style,
Hand-cranked until firm.
Remove the paddle,
Barely scrape,
Lick!

Homemade ice cream with fre......

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...I remember when the bitter weed did bloom
We'd sit outside by the light of the moon
Catch fireflies and place in a jar
I remember just who you are

On these nights watermelon sliced
Ice cream e......

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...Dear Winter and Spring,
Read this letter carefully.
It's very urgent.

Winter, we've suffered
From freezing our booties off,
Horrible snowstorms;

Shoveling outside,
Thirty mile-per-hour win......

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...It was difficult to revisit, 
the birth therapy.

Arms had no emotions, 
the violence will not go.

Let us take a back road for 
the sake of anatomy.

And find out a man and the woman 
to b......

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...The bucket sits idle
catching the dripping of dreams
discoloring as they evaporate.
Their tenuous connection to time
now but an echo in the bucket.

The bucket has never held
any maudlin myste......

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...Early morning    -     snow scattering
Landscape of white  -   sun reflecting
But not for long  -    soon it’s melting

During the night  -  freezing of sludge
Rough surface walk  -   bit of a t......

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