Long Bestrewn Poems

Something about the month of May
Through early dawn unto the day
From dusk to night's twinkling play
Of all nature's beauty on display
The Star's own star shines on so bright
Like the sparkle in her eyes alight
I chance...

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Early days as a flaneur;
I recall the couple 
On the Metro
When I was still innocent 
Of its labyrinthine complexities;
Slim pretty white girl,
Clad head to toe 
In new blue denim, 
Wistfully smiling
While her muscular black beau...

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In this wondrous world, we are bound
to the silent realms of our poetic souls

where white doves flutter and sighing words whisper
as dreams are dreamt with a heart's fervor
of unyielding desire which brightly burns
through the words...

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Ruminating over a golden era gone by and over possessiveness filled me with nostalgia
Ultimate luxury of vying for a car as well as owning a chauffeur driven one was
Sadly for the migrated rulers who ruled...

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In this wondrous world, we are bound
to the silent realms of our poetic soul

Where white doves flutter and sighing words whisper
as dreams are dreamt with a heart's fervor
of unyielding desire which brightly burns
through the words...

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Lo!  Behold the morning with such beauteous delight.
See diaphanous filaments bestrewn with beads of dew,
sparkling their display of every shade of prismatic hue,
exalting the spider’s art, woven throughout the night!

Lo!  See the wraiths...

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Lo!  Behold the morning with such beauteous delight.
See diaphanous filaments bestrewn with beads of dew,
sparkling their display of every shade of prismatic hue,
exalting the spider’s art, woven throughout the night!

Lo!  See the wraiths...

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Golden-flecked bliss   
of enraptured blown-kiss   
stardust bestrewn   

beguiling skies   
bespangled sequin eyes   
shimmer in swoon   

in midnight hours 
from celestial bowers  ...

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An elitism set awhirl like a spinning top 
Buoyed in hypocritical double standards and flimsy hoax
A nuisance that seems to never stop 
And the world Is stage staggering in its hazards and coax 
In constrained...

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Dreamer

ONE of my longings is that the stars above,
So bright and far they scarcely shine on love
Were not, out there, so distant from the moon
But trekked across the sky to love bestrewn.

I must not stay...

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I saw the wonders of creation
In the simple straight striation
Of a frangipani flower
But because you were not there,
There was none with whom to share
Its magic and its power

I’ve felt the presence of divinity
In the star...

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Tryst edged ... Aurora whisper serendipitous saffrons,
e'er forging balms beamish strands to aerate crown's expanse, whilst bestrewn
lissome mists waltzes amongst errant gasp caught in rapture.

An ephemeral cloudburst evaporates on supine
silhouettes of the gods. Pristine manna...

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nature thrives on bestrewn oddness.
earth is tame in its fresh safeness.
the same for the rest of the world.  
yellow, black, and white are all furled.

The geese there on guavas feed.
Cows may swallow the grass...

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Stone Mountain should die today.
Tomorrow would be fine.
But that raft of traitors eulogized, defaced
Would remedy an abuse of time.

The betrayers that love it still
Are awash from the American current.
The tattoo of turncoats on that hill
Long...

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Beyond yon roof, of sod and thatch
Beyond yon door, of wood and latch
Beyond the reach of man's morals
Beyond yon hedge of thicket Laurels

Dwells a creature in forest veil
Dwells one, that lives, beyond the pale
Dwells, who...

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