Long Abloom Poems

I was relaxing in my sunroom, one very peaceful afternoon,
Enjoying the fables of Aesop, and all the flowers abloom.

The view from the many windows, was gold sunshiny delight,
With blossoms and rich greenery, and many birds...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a land where ‘twenty is plenty’ for women? And hence, ignoring...

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I was a minister of the gospel, very happily living my life for the Lord,
Preaching the Word every Sunday, in the spirit of affinity and accord.

I always knew that I would preach, for I had...

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I am bound in the chambers of doubt
I want to run His ever-redeeming Route
Believing in You is getting more difficult, so difficult
Faith in You has been disappearing…and it’s my fault

I must trek these mountainous tribulations...

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EFFUSED ENCOUNTER


Neither a dream nor a trick, I beguiled--
I reach the sky enameled with golden smile.
To hurdle bumps and curves, I continue to pedal
this steadfast being yearn to step on a pedestal,
I found at the...

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APRIL TO THRILL ME

                My Birth-Month April appears in mirth.
          ...

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SPRING  IN   ZING

         Season’s                    ...

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OFFERINGS

                Prince Goutom was brought up in immense luxury without any 
    knowledge of distress.  As...

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Seasons

        Scorching                   Dark clouds      ...

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A Search, A Quest For A Lost Paradise - 
a collaboration with Susan Ashley


I will take flight, into another zone
how far off to wander 'tis now not known
no regret, as dear point is to be...

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I belonged to a family of farmers, we had farmed for generations;
And we were true to our land, as blooms loyal to sweet sensations.

I knew the fierce satisfaction, only derived from working the land;
And sometimes...

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It was springtime in my nursery, an industrious time of the year,
For spring is the time to be planting, so luxurious flora appears.

As the sole owner of a nursery, there was quite a bit to...

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I will take flight, into another zone
how far off to wander 'tis now not known
no regret, as dear point is to be free
beyond sadness, into a joyful sea
to a purple land, a paradise realm
I hopeful...

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The universe is all abloom with seasons, diamonds left in wakes of stars (1)
(whose flowers linger) viewed through lenses binding star’s birth to its death,
its ghost, perhaps, not there at all for life to visit...

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Sunflower Meadows was a place of mystical beauty, green and abloom.
That's where seven-year-old Ava lived, like laughter and spicy perfume.

Ava lived with her parents and three siblings, like stars dance together;
And she loved golden, nursery...

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Moulin Rouge

The greens and pinks magnetize to my eye
Like flowers abloom, in a field espied;
That overwhelms creation’s invention
With beauty of grandiose dimension
Shifting to the wind’s orchestrated movements,
And winks my soul agape by the performance
To be...

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I was a questing, experienced astronaut, on the way to languid, red Mars,
The huge, white sun was my companion, and unobstructed views of stars.

I was enjoying the continuous, pleasant journey, like the driving vacation,
As you...

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Though little Suzie was wild about horses, she was too young to ride,
At just five golden years old. Like summer faded, where nature sighed.

Playful Suzie longed to visit Banbury Cross, a place she had not...

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Jack Horner was an impish little boy, who lived on Cherry Orchard farm;
That produced varieties of fruit. For a mellowing sun, kept groves warm.

The Horners had always been a serious set-no nonsense, like spring rain;
And...

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Contact 

Standing in a field, camera in my hand,
Scanning misty pines, haloed hill so grand.
Many miles I've traversed, now lost all sense of time,
Morning dew underfoot, dappled light is sublime.
The green plants of this earth,...

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Not now the Egypt of my death for I
Have not seen my Bethel yet, nor have I
The coat of many colors made, let me meet
First the soft Rachel of my enslaved years
My heart for her...

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(not that ye wondered, 
but simply tubby like totally tubularly clear
The Epic of Gilgamesh will not be extolled here).

Though thoroughly well mapped, parsed,
     scrutinized vibrant wonders zoom
plethora, sans newly discovered life...

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Emotional debt is hard to pay off…honey, I just want to be forever free
Life is getting harder and difficult on me these vexing, dangerous days
I apologize for my stupidity – kill me alive, for this...

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What I'd like to give you, is an ounce of my perfume
Scented with smiles, laughter and inspirational love
What I’d like to give you, is a feeling of joy abloom
Pouring from the heart like a whisper...

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(Before you read, let me take through a little journey. I've written a number of pieces, "Her beauty, no season"; "Hey beautiful"; "What love is not"... these are to mention but a few. BUT THIS...

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