Best Salmons Poems

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Psalm of the Heretics Saved

Oh, God!
You’ve taken my hands;
the blood spills onto the heathen soil of my birth!
The jaguar cannot help me.
The mighty pyramid rising...

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Once upon a time,
there lived a curious boy. He had a dream
of becoming the happiest man
in the world.

"When will I be the happiest man
in the...

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*^* take the vivacious steps of my world's elated lilt *^*

Burning effulgent golden daystar - mirrored, reflected
Drawing up the facsimile of faith and luminescence
Trees oscillate...

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Burning, gleaming effulgent golden daystar - mirrored, reflected, pictured
Drawing up the facsimile of faith, ardour and iridescence
Trees oscillate and dance together with the rhythmic, dulcet...

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Since my early teens until I reached about 45,
I had pursued my life's dream of working fulltime
in the Gospel Ministry.  There were many aspects
whereby...

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There was a man who survived through 
everything against his will while he was alive.

One day this man’s ghost arose, walked out of his grave...

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Far from the surging crowd,the aesthetic mass ever loved
For,some fascinated to drilling mud,more satiated with coconut ground
Most elated admiring flowering buds,all hailed for herbs, spices,Salmon...

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Burning effulgent golden daystar - mirrored, reflected
Drawing up the facsimile of faith and luminescence
Trees oscillate and dance together with the rhythmic gust of breeze
Air -...

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Two wolves went for hunting, 
         they found no pray.
A tear came down from their eyes.
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How pretty this placid sea 
appears to everyone's eyes
in the quietest morning,
not a single sail challenging 
the surf of waves rambling;
do I hear a scream
of...

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In hopes of reconciliation
Many times
I bore recriminations
For my rights
For silly things
No matter how much esteemed
In the craftiness of perverted selves
Though they pummeled me
Have never made...

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Smoke glaze of Crayola pink
salmons through foamy Colgate 
spat from mouth 
to porcelain sink in the washroom 
nearest the bedroom overslept in this morning.

To look...

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Salacia

Where two mountains almost meet, there is a canyon 
Of boulders and unfriendly nature, such as thorny bushes
And self-hating trees and among thistles, snakes roam...

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