Long Abalone Poems

Word Fantasy in F Sharp Minor  (3 Movements)

1

(Andante con moto)

Hey man. Take this.

I got it last night,
under a fractured street light,
with shattered pieces of clear glass, scattered
at the nexus of an obscure dark freeway...

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Sam woke up all excited, his first circle would take place tonight,
He saw Crimson Fire sat deep into mediation, still as a rock
and noticed the white robes, belts and staffs laid out ready.
He knew from...

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As Medusa walks in, shuts the door,
caresses precision hand down the mahogany-
and shows one what for.

Senses in starbursts-cloudburst
flavor crystals accenting- your bloom 
of predicate corpus, cat claws in my brain, 
comes metamorphosis-
Led mushrooming depth of...

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We Are One


Dear Ancient Sister
I hear your distant calls finding me on a gentle breeze
You have lived in my dreams for many seasons

My voice 
Your voice
My soul
Your soul
And our Coming of Age

I have always known...

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He is the one, the only King.
All play-mates leave him quite alone.
No matter what morning doth bring,
He tends to play on his I-phone.
Stabbing red buttons, click, click, click,
He is so regal, and oh, so quick!
The...

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"Light Kissed"


Light kissed her through the veil
Come tempest on the beach of morning sun
With Gold on your naked feet
Life has again for you begun 
Like waves to shore
You’ll meet my kiss
Slow and full 
Wet succulent...

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The channel islands off the coast
of California were my home
on weekends sailing with my dad
on glassy seas, on froth and foam.

On Fridays after work he’d head
to Catalina on the wind.
Sometimes, the trips were fast and...

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The moon's light played over the ocean one night.  The cry of an albatross could be heard as he flew by.
Sweet blue eyes gazed up into a beautiful face, a warm smile to go...

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As a ...

	child I was carefree 
		played in the mud 
			football my hero
				goals from the foot

	teenager I had worries
		imagined and real
			twisted illusions
				hands on the trigger

	young man I searched
		for a pearl in the shell
			submerged in an...

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Donor Cozeners
            by Odin Roark

Seduction eased into town long ago,
Thought to be natural.
It was
Praised as stability,
It was
Embraced as destiny,
It was…

Procreation ruled the nights,
Delivery rooms...

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* this is a challenge poem as set out by Silent One

DEAD DANCE
The chatoyant sky shimmered like abalone
As they gathered around the Infinity Stone.
Calling the spirits of place the master chants,
Ayahuasca the vine sends him...

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Sunlight rains upon my face
Cascading memories cloaked in mystery
Kissing my eyelids
Ancient teardrops glide down my cheeks
Warmth illuminating my hungry soul

A sense of calm
A pulsating ellipse emerges before me
I dive into the magenta abyss
Releasing my wounded...

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If I were a prisoner on death row
just hours away from execution
I would NOT order a meal of calamari with ratatouille,
filet mignon with truffles and Strawberry Sherbet.

I would reject a plate of Duck Liver Terrine...

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The Waterbed Sea

Melinda went to sleep in her waterbed,
(Not on it, but in it, is what I said,)
Took not a mask, not a snorkel nor fin,
Just a deep breath 
and she jumped right in.

//Swim, sweet...

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In an effort to immortalize you,
I gilded ocean size frames in gold leaf
and painted your portrait with peacock feathers dipped in oils.
I spelled out your name in bumble bee wings
still quite attached to tame bumble...

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NOT WRITTEN FOR A CONTEST

I often write about the ocean's secrets,
of its crashing waves that roar in apogee
and the treasures it washes upon the shore.
I've verses founded on tales of sailor's lore.
Stanzas about fragile seashells...

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Buzzing rail buggies 
spinning paddled tires beating
out a gritty wake feather
on sand dune
deliberation over alcohol burning
engines being better than gas
everyone with lit cigarette in hand
aroma of tobacco with salt launching
forth from frothy waves
forms low misty...

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Abalone Song

The ocean tossed an empty shell,
A swirled coil of pearly emptiness
glowing softly on the shifting sand.
What creatures lived and loved--secured deep
inside the silky walls of abalone?
What torrent tore the creature's heart
and ripped it from...

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In the endless expanse 
of what exists
and the magic of what can be...

fantasy is the luster of opalescence

conceived in a continual curve of mother-of-pearl panache 
spinning through a sacred spiral in effervescence
they arise - in...

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Below earth, streams release the arteries
 of the undersea teeming with precious
abalone, granite and shells,
as a roulette of lotus defies gravity
soaking on the chlorine of a wind
only piles of sand can bestow…
and  gentle the...

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Emerging from the shadows of the mission’s broken wall,
The moon falls on her shoulders like a ghostly silken shawl.
She wears a chain of silver and abalone shells.
Her eyes as bright as emeralds, her voice, like...

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I stand …

my toes
wriggling in cold sand
(pigs in winter mud)
sun has set
bloody and shimmering like abalone
the sea stretching from me
to the reach
shadowy and forlorn
but the horizon, still bleeding -
flaming and dripping like hot ambergris
and fading...

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The beautiful St. Armands, Sarasota, Florida,
A holiday with my children Kirk and Erik and my parents.

The timeshare at the beach,
Owned by Dr. Erika and Dr. Wolf.

Condominium was exquisitely decorated,
My sons Kirk and Erik stayed with...

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In this massive and tilting world,
Never I considered myself as an abalone
All the birds in the sky
Soaring high
Utterly depicted me.

20 years from now
What had I become? 
If I can see through the looking glass,
An entire...

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On the depths of the ocean floor,
a seashell drifted all alone.
How vacuous she felt in her soul
and so incredibly cold! 


Tossed about by indifferent schools 
of fish that hurriedly swam by.
Beautiful fish, utterly deaf to...

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