Long Boreas Poems

In the dark of night a wind took hold,
With powers charged to shake the sky,
By moody swings of gods up high,
Their breath alone enraged and bold.

In the dark of night history spoke,
Of a world alive...

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Absolute deafening silence...

during and after a moderate snowfall
today January 19th, 2024,
within Southeastern Pennsylvania
and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard,
whereby blanket of whiteness
muffles sounds of civilization.

I hate a spoiler alert
regarding weather forecasters prediction,
especially when meteorologist
wannabe spouse doth...

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Over harvested fields —

I walk beneath the fading afterglow
of a forgotten lantern   a path worn
by wanderers older than the scroll of Zeno
its damp salve seeping through my coat
into my bones

Fog an Erebian curtain...

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Oh look here— behold a dandelion woman
the original wild flower!
I go where I want to go
I grow where I want to grow —
don't matter if   y o u   say no

dandelion wine...

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Along with the Thunder
came Tempestas, goddess of storms
turtle doves scattered on  
corrugated roof, grey feathers flying when glimpsing her fierce amber countenance 
this is time of rattling cracked panes
loose screws
when weather ruled, seemingly profane
warmonger...

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Notus comes creeping furtively from the south
hot and bothered from the blazing summer sun.
The wind of change...concealed it launches sudden storms
as clouds pile up across the sky, dark and towering,
lightning flashes, thunder drawls, torrential rain...

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As stars reflect
the knowledge
of the sacred.

The boiling seas
of the Cosmos
churn acrid.

Upon the nurturance
of Venus', passionate
quivering calls
exclaimed.

The essence of
God's wrath
lovingly made tame.

As the chariots
of love, upon the
courtships of epic
virtue, possess.

Our goddess sisters,
import the specialty
of rule, for...

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F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and white purity 
of Autumn’s ether -

he aviates 
a clear troposphere...

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Winter Sonata 11-29-23
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Winter Sonata

In grave allegro solo grey gathers,
Strings of winter fantasias
Brewing staccatos of frozen fall remnants,
Downbeats for the first movement
As shivering sleet wipes away bucolic barcarolles
Rocking on sapphire barges,
Harbingers of hoarfrost and hibernation,
When leafless...

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Have you noticed how mature leaves fall
    
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Winter Fantasia.

Snowman, his coat a trillion frosty threads...crotched by Jack,
the naughty mischief maker. 
Each crystal cast perfect by Boreas.                ...

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Harken...those hollowing drums
Over cold vales so beat,
Exhorting a multitude of glistening 
Star-tipped spears,
As marching over shattered landscapes
In shinning replete:
Crunch Artumes eternal legions
Across the snow bound years.

Casting down from the mauve 
And cloudless heights
The pale witch...

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“Blizzard”

Thundering down the valleys 
Tearing across the plains 
Ten thousand steel horses  
Their nostrils spitting steam       
Bodies tense with anger 
The bastard Boreas 
Coming to claim his script...

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Dactylic Pentameter




Wild wind with force to demolish our buildings and homes in town.
Wail on Comanche and scream your shrill anger down streets and paths.
Ye do destroy and kill running amok to knock structures down.
Twister, run...

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Day-248 “Winter’s Wrath”
From out of the north
The cold winds blew
Hell’s inferno turned blistery cold
The Devil himself all 
Bundled in ice coated steel; 
His snarly, crackling laughter
Piercing the barren air.

His staff, a brazened fork,
Pierced all who...

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A man walking down a main street the wind blowing snow onto his face,
A sharp wind gusts down upon him but he walks head down marching on,
He is just a shadow in the winter night...

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The wind blows cold
And icy shivers
Down my spine
Benumbs me
To a static
Frozen mass of pain
Beneath my boots
The white crystals
Crunch like glass
And suck my heat
Downward from my brain
Leaving only breath
A frigid cloud
Frighted by the quartet
Of doom,
My malice
For...

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Inspired by Ink 

Hermes, Patron God of travelers in winged sandals and caduceus staff   
you claim Godspeed as you fly on and on and on   
Nike, Goddess of victory, athletic troubadour,...

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It’s not that I am languid, more that I am chagrined.
So disappointed to be met by this dreadful north wind.
I am on my way to see him, and I will look so disheveled.
I am convinced...

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Years ago I did so choose, to go on a Caribbean clipper ship cruise,
and, in addition to several other islands,
anchored off Nevis, northwest of Saint Kitts,
where, in the late 1780's, Nelson had lived,
and still bears...

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*Image of Morning Rise by Giphy.

Spirited Gestures

Cast restlessness about the wind,
That toss and empty leaves from trees,
The autumn season sees them thinned,
A tingling sense of breathing squeeze,
Be auburn reds hint golden scene,
Like royal robes and...

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Zephyrus, the god of the wind from the west
 Gently blows where the lily grows
 He is springtime's welcome guest

 In early summer he whispers to the rose
 As she sways in his warm caress
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A Man of Green
(Valentine’s Day)

Blast breathed, bob booted, fiercely tramping, he sweeps down upon the land, hard browed, frozen white, bellowing, 

Rude Boreas, the prince of winter, rages, the very rocks withering in his path,...

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Boreas laughs and of his power we will know
His breath in anger, a white blanket appears 
He breathes out the north wind and snow
The master of cold and snow it appears

Zephyrus the calm one, sprinkles...

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In these winter days
the king of the north wind
wakes up early to sling his stinging breath
across the ground and between the buildings
of this cold, overburdened city.

we, the peasants of this arctic land
prostrate ourselves before this...

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