Long Blue stone Poems

Of Ghosts and fiends in Twilight, Cont.


A thought flashed in my mind from the old tales told
The lore of the beast and I had felt his foul breath
I had seconds to act or be devoured...

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Of Ghosts and Fiends in Twilight, Cont.


The battle was joined and I was the victor
But no spoils were I to partake of just yet
The daemon commander was still in my way
His face glowing red with...

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High up amidst a forest slope,
in bedding grounds where whitetails lope,
by ledges hidden from our eyes,
a quirky outcropping does lie.

Breaking a broadleaf canopy,
the scree-slope of an old quarry,
long ago Dibble cut blue-stone,
must be a century...

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Good Evening and Good Day to all my PS friends
This Poem is based on one of my recently made Painting presenting the true beauty of Nature. 

The Immense Beauty of Nature.

Was spread out in front...

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'O Stormy Nights


From the left I sat in the corner
Above which the moon shimmered frightfully near
Brought forth and summoned here

The young moon's radiant voice
Painted pictures of intricately layered laments
Over the decaying bones of the dead

This...

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My blue feathers support me 
in this land of golden light, 
for I drift down slowly to sea of blue 
 
In my talons I hold a blue stone 
blue fire, 
tumbling light 
 
For...

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My blue feathers support me 
in this land of golden light, 
for I drift down slowly to sea of blue 

In my talons I hold a blue stone 
blue fire, 
tumbling light 

For this blue...

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Far way from the starry night , where the sea is so deep.

Sailing away into the foolish moments of my thoughts.

I remember the missing light of the autumn sunset.

The thought goes on the waves of...

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"...in spring, the most delicate feathery yellow of plumes and plumes and plumes and trees and bushes of wattle, as if angels had flown right down out of the softest gold regions of heaven to...

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Majestic shades of green
   rise with spring awakened scallion spikes;
Hunter greens edging into the forest hues
   blended in jaded moss clusters pacing;
shamrock stepping stones low upon the grass,
   amidst...

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Lovely lithe lapis elf figured we would languish in our lightness
Because he beautified us in a bevy of brilliant brightness
The blue of his lapis laid lively on his little elfish chest
I liked it a tiny...

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Big brother on the corner and in the sky 
Big sister in the mixed bathroom
With a finger in your apple pie.
Credit cards only -no need for cash
the eagle has both talons on every greenback.
An unholy...

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I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind
Sailing away on my four-leaf clover

The mossy gray stone is no mystery
Up inside this stone lives my...

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Deep inside the soulish blue, 
Moonstone shines,	
Secrets held from ancient times,	
Strange connections,
Locked between the pearly veil.
Mysteries powers,
Create rhythmic tides,
Connecting the blue stone
With the moon,
Stilling and calming
Protection from oceans wide,
Beliefs in its preciousness,
Bright blue color of...

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At the rock and mineral show, I wasn’t going to buy anything.
Just look.
Until I saw the unusual blue stone in a silver ring.
You know me.
I bought it.
Two hours into wearing it, I looked down to...

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Blue stone grovelled in mud,
wet viscid and and dirty mud,
no one knew where water poured in from,
nobody was there to stop it hence,
it had crushed the earth,
made it soft and humid,
it had drilled hole,
and widened...

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Time is born to unstoppable walk, unknown towards
End of summer, wandering now thru the fall season

Early autumn, the first month of tranquiller breeze
Blowing onshore winds west to the east touching all

Corn moon of the late...

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Blue Stone

Sagittarius piano fingers waltzing splendidly upon my laptop.
I can hear your nervous ticking heart clapping and tapping—
Collapsing there— as the meat philosophers send their brocades— 
You never told me your name— whether real or...

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Over a hundred years ago in the bush of west Queensland 
the cure all for everything was,
 a mixture of axle grease blue stone and arsenic.
It was known to heal up skin cancer,
 sore backs...

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Shiny stone, blue
My eye keeps wandering back to it.
It is a great faculty meeting.
But we have it every year.
This ring is new.
Pretty.
Mesmerizing.
I am loving the blue twinkly stone.
I need to jump up and dance or...

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