Best Roman Candles Poems

(The memories are simple, living the feeling significant)

After conquering Beamsley Beacon due Southwest,
Rombald’s moor stood, while for centuries
within the valley the minute dwellings
of grey stone, brick and muck.
Main waterway, depending on era
town or sailor beck, though far from sea it be,
many a hour spent there,
us...

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"The Epiphany Rose"

All well and good,
the story unfolds;
the isolating madness 
drew out the poets 
in all the shunned
playing up and out 
their origami
word games

something like 
an epiphany rose
in them, the mad,
recalcitrant ones,
like nuns leaving 
the genuflecting aisles
turning backs 
before all their 
starched alters
dripping idols 
no...

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"Picasso Blues"



Blue Sky
met
Blue Feather 
on a 
Blue Day
Collaborating
a slow dance
across the 
lost dance floor 
crowded
with more 
than a thousand 
hidden
keys to truth
ignoring  
a thousand
poker playing
game changing
whispers blinking
in the dark room
poetically 
seduced 
immersed in
mirrors 
shades of 
dark and light
fingers playing 
out notes in 
quite volume
drowning...

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Imagination 
     a force to 
be reckoned with 
   when considering 
the human condition 
Who doesn't have fantasies?
Stardom, erotic fantasies
  athletic, political fantasies 
   capture the minds 
of the multitude 
   The mind needs...

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her finger to his lips,
the mood like an eclipse.
she’s set the bed so it won’t quake,
not yet.
her satin gown shifts slowly,
like accentuated snowflakes.
the moon illuminates the hallowed place.
she flickers with the candlelight,
bare feet on rose petals, her wrists
orchestrating the space above the clouds -
a tender...

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My drapes are drawn tight,
in the morning of our afternoon,
after the fall – beyond the light
of a silent evening spent.
Dusk spits a new shine
upon the facets of my mood ring
and sunrise alarms me again.

Fish hooks evenly lure my smile
into place - when bated breaths
are baited...

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I thought I told you about it;
The dream I had with eyes wide open.
I met this girl whom sparked a world of curiosity.
The way she stares, the sparklers that melt away in her eyes.
She traced the sky with them, her stare.
Little by little like the...

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Fireworks creating, a huge celebration.
   Independence day, uniting a nation.
   Rockets zooming skyward, blazing bright.
   Exploding with spectacular, shimmering light.
   Catherine wheels whirling, sparks cascading.
   Roman candles dancing flames, gaily serenading.
   America, celebrating,...

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Rebellion in the cathedral
Roman candles
Throwing stones
At the cardinals,
Dress in red robes...

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THE FOURTH OF JULY HAT

We used to celebrate July the Fourth when the kids were young—
Till they grew up and moved away and life became far-flung.

Yes, once we toasted freedom’s day and shot off big fireworks—
Now I sit here in this dark bar surrounded by...

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Elvis..
Music notes and part of the songs on tour by Elvis..’
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Do I never hard to remember.
They set the fires by Roman candles.
This the ways of china army,.
Do I ever be in heaven?
China sins are sinful.
All are hells that are coming.
------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-----------...

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Light da Roman candles
for da coming Chariots of Pharaoh holiday
Dem New Publicans
be back in pyramid power
Give a Caesar Palace casino hip, hip-hooray

Happy daze are here again!
Dem New Publicans bray 
dey be da common people’s friend

But dey double talk a lot:
selling cadaver conservative values
in liberal sepulchre...

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Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY Janine Hoops Andress and Renata Andress
(So they're single...so what?)(What better way to celebrate women?)



Poetic Lyrics...and their fools...dost a fool and his easy nickel 
Make sense...any sense?
Poetic Lyrics...and their fools...donneth not...ANY CLOTHES
Make sense...any sense?
If Romeo loved Juliet...then Juliet KNEWETH...

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The croft was the centre of our universe,
About it all day we kids would converse.
We talked of raiding a few streets away, 
We would steal their wood without delay.
Then on the night, we stood, eyes bright,
As the grown ups, the fire did light. 
The flames...

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Taken inside the bowels
of bassoons, 
tropical heat from
swelling bows.
		Sweat labors the brow,
		full with carnal dissonance.
The throat is lunged
by a beast
veiled in foliage.
		Spewed in a mass of
		broken pickaxes!
Kicked again into the
thunder of claws!
		In flames of foundries
		lost.
Becoming Roman Candles
opening across the night.
		But drinking cool women
		in the thaw...

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