Long Apricots Poems

"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping 
dissolved...

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Green light means go ahead
Make your choice
Here’s a list of the Green light or free, fruits go, go, go and eat them up

Apples, dried: Dried apples make a great snack food and are easy to...

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Thanks to Muhammad Imtiaz for allowing me to work with him to create this piece. I added a bit of fantasy to his real life experience. He was moved by seeing poverty up close in...

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I was reclining upon soft pillows, in my spacious window seat,
Savoring pretty views and sunshine, while I nibbled on a treat.

Alternately I read my novel, and gazed on the tranquil scene, 
As one gazes at...

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To Eat A Peach

Spring is here.
The delicate tree blossoms replace
     the delicate white lights of Winter.
From the petals fruit will grow.

Pears, plums, apricots, cherries,
       nectarines...
Peaches.

I...

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I was an active, prominent architect, like fervent stars which race the sun,
Or exotic, summer flowers that bloom vibrantly, creating rapturous visions.

I'd wrought modernist skyscrapers, as huge trees lean into a bronze glaze, 
On raspberry,...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while peeking through the slots,
      ...

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Continued from 2A


My mind drinks in the smorgasbord that lays before me

Baskets of mangos, papayas, apricots 

Red and green peppers

Nuts and dates in white porcelain covered metal bowls

Spices in see through plastic bags

A stone bowl...

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In the quietness of dusk, when shadows stretch long over the fields of memory,
Memories rise like reflected ghosts, wandering through the labyrinth of thoughts,
Taking me back to the times of childhood, when backyards were boundless...

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Cornucopia
          By Dane Smith-Johnsen
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Cornucopia
          By Dane Smith-Johnsen
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My mother was beautiful when I was young.
In pictures she wore pearls.
I remember her putting on sky-blue eye shadow,
Even her eyebrows beautiful,
like the Arc de Triumphe.
And her ruby brooches,
And her stain glass blouses, rhinestones glinting...

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Today wasn’t a good morning at all for Hassan,
a victual merchant in Baghdad
Thirty four customers got killed by a suicide bomb
A jihadist Arab wearing an explosive vest,
proclaiming to be fighting against the west,
ended up only...

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The telephone rang, I answered cheerily
When the niceties were over, the voice inquired
"How is it going with the gardening today" quite sincerely
I could not refrain and out of exuberance, desired
to extol the virtues and due...

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Not often do we hear our Mum shout out crude swearing words,
but when the fruits in season she does get nasty with the birds.
Tying foil amongst some plastic bags to rustle in the breeze,
and for...

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         I

  first flowers open, seasons begin ! : 
  bloom before doom 
  as always

Rajasthani breeze sweet and scentful 
fanning out to the...

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RECONNAISSANCE PATROL
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Scheduled for patrol tonight, damn I got the point
We must secure at least one exiting point
I hate night patrols, transiting from cover to debouch
I might be leading my buddies straight into an...

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When Grandma takes me to the park!
By Kim Mosteiro
I love when my grandma comes and picks me up to go to the park. We ride in
grandmas car to the park; and grandma sometimes stops on...

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I
Most of us heard of Grace, and perhaps its Hebrew origin in CHESED, to show God's work in human lives. As modern and progressive, our educated elites have rebelled against the idea we get anything...

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Out of the mist of silence, strangers emerge, slowly fading into the midday light
their steps rustle petals, and the flower-filled street stirs like an old dream.
I let my thoughts drift, white, like a fluff of...

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Fruit Fairies

Green luscious trees sway gracefully in breeze 
humming song sung by work pollen bees
baby fruits cradled not yet ripen to fall
many are ready but some still too small

     
Laden with...

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If you want to grow up big and strong,
Listen here, you won't go wrong.
If you want to grow, grow, grow,
Choose all the colors from the rainbow.

We never get enough of green--
Here's the kinds of foods...

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Night falls and the mirror moon illumes the 
heavenly starry skies with gleaming ivory beams.  
Shiny and mellow, a splendrous silver orb, 
the delight of the night sky!

It is the evening of the 15th,...

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Picking apples near some African roads, 
If South Africa is called  today beautiful flowers
and sweet fruits , it cannot astonish many folks. 
Yes , beautiful flowers and sweet fruits 
Yes, one of African countries with...

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We all need sun, O white pulp
Pineapple and soft light, mango
Me first, then the policeman, then Solène,
We need a long Brazilian nap,
in Bahia or on the fine sand of Copacabana.

The tanned skins are full of...

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