Best Striated Poems

One evening, much like any other
striated feathers of pinks, and deepest primrose
colored the clouds with facets of light, tapering inward
Traces of gold between each color,...

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The horizon cuts straight, long, hard
silently declining less than a degree

like toys across a cartoon’s one frame stillness
a small yacht rocks like a child’s boat
a...

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painted desert lay before them
hills with rings of gold and amber clay
few plants, scarce water
just a coyote or roadrunner

on horseback they rode
dreaming of hidden gold
saddlebags...

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The tangled sadness of souls lost 
Between Heaven and Earth, 
Eternally on their way, 
Lifting upwards, 
Soaring, 
Climbing. 
Only to feel the ground’s pull, 
The...

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Stepping over the threshold
Locating the floor buttons
I press the 3rd floor

~ my brain images still flashing ~

Disfigured long flames curl around
Cherished memories-

Dry spruce branches smoking...

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in the bright light of day you appeared...
a gilded angel with falcon wings,
you rose up out of the desert sands 
and your gentle beauty struck...

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Red Eastern Screech Owl



Ginger moonlighter, striated 
in cinnamon spice and cream,
beautifies the stage with backdrop
of an ebony-stream horizon.
He perches alone 
like a sculpture carved from...

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As rain clouds clear striated blue
And sun streaks write their names once more
Upon dawn meadows tranquil green
And all along the distant shore,
On far horizons dappled...

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Open my eyes on a bloodshot morning
The champion strains his leash
He's howling in pain, but he's howling in vain
The lights on Love Street are red
Tension...

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Five in the morning
Orange and red glow in the east
A new day is born

A single rain drop
Looks to be the final straw
Now the flood begins

Albuquerque...

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Dawn a new day is breaking
Open my eyes to the beauty
As the Roosters, Cardinals, and Doves eyes open
Tiny crescent moon relishing in its appearing

Birds sweep...

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We laughed at each other’s jokes
not more than a full moon passed. 
On a slick surface, half-smiles crack
a wintry face. My soul abandons
breath in a...

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striated full moon
reminds me of the blood moon
imperfect beauty


11/6/14
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A line of striated cobalt clouds
Lies across the rising sun
Colors separate the image
Magenta so much fun

A yellow illumination
Above the cobalt blue
Revealing early morning's fog
And trees...

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Dream again in this timeless land
Of beauty, nature created
By wind and rain and scouring sand
Eroding the sandstone plateau
To orange and black striated 
Bee-hive domes, enduringly...

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