Long Amazonian Poems

A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose
  
Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice
Pandora called triggering 
helter skelter to get loose
necessitating Bullwinkle J. Moose
to usher at yours truly 
(an aspiring wordsmith) vamoose!

Hey diddle diddle the...

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"Chaos Theory"



The Message is sent on a breeze
Fire eats the wounds of a Mother

Her skin blisters
cracks and peels 

Her children inhale a different pollen
Drones bark messengers like Bowie's Diamond Dogs

Tables now turn
machines are giving orders...

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“Pictures could not be accessories to the story – evidence – they had to contain the story within the frame; the best picture contained a whole war within one frame”. Tatjana Soli, The Lotus Eaters

“There...

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Mother Goose would find her tail feathers ruffled 

Hey diddle diddle 
the cat and the fiddle
when off to see 
a crooked man and woman,
whilst cowards jumped 
over moo ving little
pair of mismatched muggles,
who both walked...

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Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
   when off to see a crooked man and woman
whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little
   pair of mismatched muggles, 
   who...

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The destruction of the cell in the dialectic of negativity
Shooting arrows of light towards the body of the self
Solar processes and nuclear fusion
Sustainable Amazonian Euterpe precatoria trees
Color in the Persuasion of Sensibility
Structure of the ceiling...

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Amazonomachy, leaping from the comic page,                             ...

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Once transformed into an angel of light

Bite into,
Having long viscous fangs that bite
Gone our the lost days of getting respect now in a daze
Perhaps this is the politically incorrect faze?

Politically Incorrect,
Zero tollerance for misinterpretation of...

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It’s not so much her rubenesque shape or her 
amazonian height of six feet/eight nor even 
her firm bare breasts – modest for a sex goddess – 

and therefore of no glued focus in most...

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How offensive that must’ve felt!
I’m seated after having said this in bewailment like an ox
Not thinking of the grandeur but of her buttocks
Gloriously, as an ambler, I lift the embargo on this thought
Not letting myself...

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- Junior piece of acephalus
       go to sleep !
      "If you do not do what I tell you,
      ...

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A Prince once met a princess, this was what he thought...

She's not used to someone this young

But at Parlour something Beautiful Sprung

Fate at it's finest.

First person I laid my eyes upon,

turned out to by my...

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Niagara, the Antiope* of Canada,
Amazonian*, but not breast less,
Snowy bosom like virginal gems,
Swelling lips moderately full,
Savoury odor felt all around,
Crystalline throat striking the eyes.

Meandering, churning, darting, dashing,
Transformed from blonde to brunette.
Here alluring, benign, attenuated,
There corpulent,...

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-
I planted two black current stumps of un-remarkable descript on the packet.
An all wirery and stringy affair well dug in and enriched 
I expected juicy black currents ! Vitamin packed.  

I could not imagine...

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The pilot formally announced
the desired cruising height was reached.
At three hundred and forty knots
the plane flew like a cruise missile.

As I peered out of my window 
above cotton cumulus clouds
such stunning sights of serene scenes...

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W.O.R.L.D: Weird Overly Rude Lying Devils,


Since the beginning of mankind man hasn't been kind
Explosive!
Heathenistic/
Amazonian chime;

A swirl of both chocolate & vanilla,
Still all will run from you when their is just a little trouble;
Some may insist...

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A named Mercury plies the air
above his fountain
in the Phipps Conservatory.

Children wet their fingers
in the receiving pool
and stare
up at possibilities
that may enable them
someday
to match the blossoming
in the Amazonian Room.

Co-eds with athletic boys,
muscular Pitts and tall...

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*Niafalls, the****** Antiope of Canada,
Amazonian, but not breast less,
***Snowy bosom like virginal gems,
Swelling lips moderately full,
Savoury odor felt all around,
****Crystalline throat striking the eyes.

Meandering, churning, darting, dashing,
Transformed from **blonde to brunette.
Here alluring, benign, attenuated,
There **corpulent,...

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Oh Amazonian tea
A demonic stigma precedes you
Your evil is in your wonderous healing
You adept unmasker
Ceremonious enlightener
Purging our torso to allow cleansing of our souls
Unbarring portals we've kept forcibly sealed
Transporting us to a realm where our...

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“Reality”

I am a Jaguar. 
Brownish-yellow fur, patches of black markings
resembling of a rose. 
I search for food
Stalking my prey behind trees, 5
But there are none. 
I walked a million miles,
All for nothing. 
Struggling to hunt...

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An amazonian appears over cliff ledge
Looking down at her butterfly allies
To defend her they promise with a dying pledge
In the fields beyond her stone enemies arise

She leaps into the fray, grinding rock into clay,
The butterflies...

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I am the Antiope of Canada,
Amazonian, but not breast less,
Snowy bosom like virginal gems,
Swelling lips moderately full,
Savoury odor felt all around,
Crystalline throat striking the eyes.

Meandering, churning, darting, dashing,
Transformed from blonde to brunette.
Here alluring, benign, attenuated,
There...

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Spring make flowers blossom
In between tall hemp they look awesome
Awaken is insect kingdom
The buds germinate in speed that is hard to fathom 

Whipping willow has leaves color of honey glaze
With its beautiful flowers sage will...

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Like an eagle She soars high in the blue sky, fathoming for succulent opportunities in the vast financial landscape below;

Upon the tree cozy and lazy She gazes at the jungle of stocks, for the right...

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(I)
Each of my fingers,
like coiled spades
embellished with rust,
dig through
soiled tomes of
Greek epistles

Each line,
an epiphanic assault,
peeling away at the
obdurate scabs
perched on the surface
of my corroded casing,
revealing my
labyrinth layering,
my tellurian textures

(II)
Lo! change ambushes me
like an uncoiled
python sprawling
the...

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