Best Spumes Poems

I shall resolve to leave this
Place now...
And steadfastly search out,
Nestling between ridge and bluff
Amidst the folds of a foreign 
Land,
Several acres of unkempt ground
Fallow and rough;
Upon which stands...
Crumbled stone walls
With an exposed slate roof in
Some state of disrepair,
And a rounded brough
Complete with smooth, 
Well trodden...

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In the stillness of my room  I lay in bed
arms snugged tightly around my pillow
turned  side-ways facing moon and light
But it is not the burnt orange moon 
but glowing embers in his eyes that warm my vacant night.
Tonight ,I see him  just...

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When your befuddled mind
Forsakes upon the ragged edge
Of swirling darkness;
Where eternal night awaits
To sate upon purest innocence
Besides an open grave!
When the gravity of your perils
Be foully whispered within
Dismayed
And abject earshot;
Where salvation for despairing souls
Be so hopelessly betrayed!

Then I wouldst draw ye, Meretrix,
As I should draw...

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On Blue Ocean

Blue ocean rises
and falls with cool
serenity,
creating crests
of roving waves,
seeking yellow,
sun-bleached shores.
Aah! Behold
its engorged bosoms,
heaving and trembling,
passionately
spurting out
bubbly, champagne-like,
sparkling spumes,
that elatedly
lick and tickle
flashy red tails of
flirtatious mermaids.
On summer nights,
inhale deeply
its fresh salty scent,
which clings to the air,
like an old lover.
Then savoring the
sweet, rhythmic
undulation of
rippling,...

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 I am the tide      a ceaseless tide
drifting afar from sheltered shores
From solaced paths of wide-spread sands
where all my waters  have become yours

I am the tide        a ceaseless tide
rising up high beyond...

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White curl'd hairs of spumes
reveals its longevity-
Blue Ocean of Old...

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Five miles of neatly spaced suckered palm planted 
Bustling promenade,
Not withstanding a provincial cafe-culture 
Of restaurants and exciting little bars,
Enhance upon regal elegance of the crammed hotels
Regency period style facades;
Their fashionable shadows slowly lifting and slowly falling
Across the lines of deferentially, slowly moving cars.

Trundling on...

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Come to the azure window
Its still here in my dreams
The glowing moon a light- house
Your compass is the breeze.
The breeze  would fill the sails
The moonlight leads your path
The window will be open
to reach-out for  my heart.

They say its gone forever
Desperate waves destroyed it
There'...

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The glamour of her skin faded
 like late-afternoon sunbeams 
that settled  on rose petals 'dust

But , not the light in her wide chatoyant eyes
That light was still  glowing bright
Like a  freshly washed white frock of an ingenue child
A child who knew, each...

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There is more to a flower than  just a flower
There's a spreading fragrance surrounding the air.
There are velveteen petals, falling and scattering,
all over my skin, and a daisy in my hair.

There is more to the wind than just a wind
There was never a breeze...

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On reflection, a shining  mirror lays my core ethos bear,
inkling etched on mien can’t escape deep probing,
tilted jaw, gleaming eyes, vivacious aspect,
express an ardent quest for exponential flourish,
in this life of mine, and its manner of existence,
and the earnest cycle now associated with it,...

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The Song of Amergin: Modern English Translations

The Song of Amergin
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I am the sea breeze
I am the ocean wave
I am the surf's thunder
I am the stag of the seven tines
I am the cliff hawk
I am the sunlit dewdrop
I am the fairest...

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Years of silence I can't recall 
Tears I pant on the scrawled wall
Clothes worn in an open cell
Souls torn, drowning in smitten well

Costumes worn by zombies
Moving as mannequins, not gnomes
Legumes not grown as beans or chickpeas
Roving pass skull watchers of spumes

My heart beating slow, recurring
My...

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Waterfall spashing-
White spumes on Hawaii river
reflects three rainbows...

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*Locks of white spumes droops
  on rug of emerald moss--
  Blanket of cold rocks

*Lock-- tress of hair...

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