Best Simmered Poems

~writer's notes~

i think out loud
from my fingers to a keyboard 
so forgive me if my speak
is somewhat long winded
if it has swirls and curls
this is me
hopefully you want to hear
my voice in its totality

~the prologue~

just a child
he clenches his teeth
grinding 
creating a screeching sound
much like...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring 
pinot-noir peignoir baring—
full of themselves  and solar ignition
preen like...

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*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek ***

Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests 
No blood in his steak, apple pie with sweet cream. Aces cooks that meal
to perfection and I profess it will be made available to all...

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On a smoky grey October dusk
ensnared by a timeless musk
my heart met those dulcet tides
mellows engulfing it in strides.

A frivolous soul I'd always been
a quarter of this world I'd seen
yet the universe felt strikingly adrift
my spirits looking for a stellar shift.

I stumbled upon an obsolete...

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A blazing fire is crackling its refrain
as I recall a love, perhaps not sane.
Beside this hearth you tenderly caressed
my body and we simmered; then we pressed
against each other.  Heat was our domain!
My heart now pulses rhythm with a rain
which beats staccato on my window...

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Her dreams entangled in twisted ropes
perturbed fate of banished desires
innocence shriveled in raging fires
they haven't known her bubbling hopes.

Her existence exhausted in spiral cobwebs
blazing her world in exploding scars
yet wounded faith reaches soothing stars
in her festering pain from tides to ebbs.

Her harmless thoughts chained in...

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The desert knows me well, the night, the mounted men,
The battle and the sword, the paper and the pen.
- Al-Mutanabbi to Sayf ad-Dawla


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Sanddune ripples, 
air tears through sand.

Paralyzed
     desk waves in oak patterns
     pen pierces swelled surface 
     in desperate hope for inspiration

Gallop resonates:
     his...

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Dust hapless had settled rough
On vacuous land, tanned in taupe
Lonely and distressed 
As it simmered for life
Its flowers had died
Only a few left in time 
To settle calm and blossom elsewhere
Bearing remnants of an era gone by. 
Trees cried until they died 
Their seeds lay...

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Moonlight Kiss by Kathie Farrell




Your shadow, baring all in my glow, stirs 
a passion I long to explore. Again, I yearn 
for the warmth of your lips on my skin, soft
like flower petals moistened with morning dew. 
Oh, if you only knew how I dream...

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"Had I not broadened my menu, I never could have developed Good Taste" 
                               ...

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O the stew of human progress
The feast of our enterprise 
Simmered long enough now
For society to settle
The Fatheads
Have risen to the top




***...

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Coco the clown went sailing one day 
to a holiday destination far far away

Suddenly, the sky went dark and the wind did blow
and the waves beneath his boat did grow and grow

Coco lost his oars as the winds blew and blew 
and he paddled his...

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One summer night, in the month of July,
After the heat of the day had simmered,
The moon softly glowed in the starlit sky;
And your beautiful blue eyes had shimmered.
That night, something deep within us awoke-
Over your shoulders, I brushed back your hair.
At last, your nervous voice...

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Two candles burning down to wax -that’s how
I felt that one hot summer long ago -
a summer I remember even now
with images I never can let go.
Beside the ocean in the sun we lay,
flirtatiously, toes touching in the sand!
Into the waves we jumped like kids...

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   Awake on a numb dark night he wonders--
      tired cells of his existence blazing
  on fiery topanga in crushed slumber.
      Anxious, chained, gasping at barriers
  of individuality or a species...

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