Rose House Poems

Plant me like a red rose in your heart
Keep me alive there never loose spark
When you speak may words deliver me
In love to trust what...

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Windows open on the bay
Fluffy yellow king duvet
Satin sheets and pillowcase
Frilly tablecloth of lace
On it coffee mugs for two
Latte, French press, freshly brewed
Boho style living...

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I walked inside my burning home,
Gave him a second chance. 
Where even the welcoming doormat now, 
frowned upon my glance.
Broken glass, a shattered sea,
Hopes and...

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Date August  10,  2040
Damian roused Molly from her
Pleasant dream just because 
He wanted to make love. She
Drowsyly responded to his 
Belly caressing, "Yes,...

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The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators 
And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests 
Make their ramble through the undergrowth...

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The Cascades congregation came
To an end. Dashing Damian and 
His crew were out of the vicinity.
On their way home. Polly spoke 
"I had me a...

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a voice In my house, my home was full in darkness;
A voice my eyes open still I see darkness;
Voiced Blackened stone cold heart;
Stuffed in strife...

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"I can smell the soul of an abandoned house and
 I believe it is whispering, please explore me."
      
...

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There was this cul-de-sac I well recall
when I was not quite thirty. We’d just bought
our first house, which was cute and kind of small.
Blue, ranch...

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They tax your husband,
They tax your wife.
They tax your children,
Leave them with strife.

They tax the poor,
But never the rich.
Your taxes soar,
With flicks of a switch.

They...

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The Ballad of Love Distorted 

The horse’s ears flicker in silent rebuke
His rider is tense, taut, confused. 
Raw frost shining in soft silver rhythm 
And...

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House of sun,
where the colors sing.
Sunroom blooms!
Inner bliss
and adventures in perfume,
at sunset or noon.

Spring air wafts,
warm through the window-
Peach rose prance!
Gloss green leaves,
glow on the...

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Painting the horizon of heaven
bet you blue is there
as you travel by plane through air
while you sink within your drink
blue is in the mix
so your...

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We shoveled stuff under the couch.
Piles of it, until it was lumpy and the cushions rose in the air.
We shoved stuff under the refrigerator
But the...

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I hated going to Uncle Ted's house,
he'd sit outside, shine in a jar,
talking, talking, talking to
his friends.  They'd talk so
dirty the air would blush,
and...

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