Long Armoire Poems

Chroí awoke early the next morning, disoriented and a bit frightened.  This was not her bed .  It was so big.  She was tired and felt drained.  Closing her eyes, thoughts...

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Stranded in bittercold without food or drink...

Though the following
twittering scenario quite absurd,
methought diehard adherents of mine
(intimation also quite far-fetched),
some unnamed readers insomnia
nevertheless could benefit courtesy 
a thought provoking tweet
east of Eden heard.

Dire straits necessitated
yours truly...

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Stranded courtesy bittercold without food or drink

Dire straits necessitated
yours truly to bethink
outside the box (literally outdoors
of squarish structured nested dwelling),
where blinding albedo effect
forced me to blink,
additionally also ruffled tail feathers

of this sole surviving male bobolink
(North...

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I aver, an auspicious dark shadow(s) will zoom
as if birthed, sans starry eyed nebulous debris
across infinite fantastic space/time catacomb
constituting whirled wide web ringing Gaia's in utero
fallopian youtube from out cosmic podcast womb

closing gap 'twixt outer...

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I look at a pile of books bringing the memories of my past libraries
as a child only comics from the kid next door 
that I will cut and paste to make my own adventures 
the...

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she's the perfect candidate, perfect coca-cola bottle shape.
her lips are savory looking like large seedless grapes
she's the one you dreamed of when you were growing up she's the one your 
mom gave two thumbs up
this...

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The lock clucks once as if to chide
You best let bygones be
The door growls loud as if to warn
There's nothing here to see

Peering through the dim-lit gloom
I heave a quizzical sigh
A mocking echo parrots me:
Where...

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If sound reflect imagine and if a melody carried a chord, 

Then the string and curl to bass the tone all I ask does it, 

Kindle the spirit or enhance the sincerly of tone of...

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People loved my soup but they hated me.
Everybody referred to me as the Soup Nazi.
I was strict with people and they feared me because I'm scary.
I scream my head off, that's why I've never been...

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Dark evening not even a star
Wrong night to be coming home from the bar
It’s an awful long walk to your car
Me thinks your door’s been left ajar
Is there even any gas in that reservoir?
Everything seems...

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Ominous and squishy thing in bureau drawer
I know because I head his silly roar,
Which angered me, shaken to my core.
You’ll go check it, if me you do adore…

What am I supposed to do? Ignore?
Your checking...

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Lavender Massage Oil, Lavender Sheets

The snowstorm doing its very best,
To sneak through the window panes 
to our night of play and rest.
The almost musical crackling of our 
grand fireplace.
Casting an amber-like glow on your chiseled,
beautiful...

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PREVARICATION

 why now? said I, with sunrise in bloom,
 can it not wait for silvery moon?

 what if I tell her my knee has once more,
 locked-up with swelling, can't get to the door!

 viburnum...

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The Wayward Butterfly

An armoire stands at the end of my room,
And under the edge for days,
What looked like a rolled dead leaf
Continued to grab my gaze.

Finally, annoyed enough at myself
I got up from my easy...

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The Cloak of Friendship

We wore our cloak of friendship
like the finery of royalty;
now it hangs threadbare and tattered,
a dishonored breach of loyalty.

In the armoire of desolation
a mere cloud of evanescence;
this kinship once so vibrant
now stripped...

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