Long Brushstrokes Poems

Conditions were harsh out in Kansas,
For the children and Sarah and Paul.
Neighbors and friends packed up and were gone;
Headed west they could hear fortune's call.
Never sure year to year of the harvest,
So their talents were...

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Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine ego quest for affaire d’amour;
her night-loving body 
c h a...

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'We have a future king to make,'
Said the deep, resounding voice.
'But it is not a proper fit for everyone.
For a king must know first how to obey than to command,
And to abide rather than reign.'

'And...

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Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor.
We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light.
Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats
momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses
its body with windshield; ovidian shift from a
Forest to an...

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“Some Other Poet, White Iris”

When I look in the mirror what do I see?
I question existential questions and fiction, 
my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me,
perceived through the glassy tear film...

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This was last Christmas - 39 days ago - doesn’t that seem like ancient history? 

We were in Lisa’s (parent’s) 50th floor flat, in Manhattan. It was mid-morning, we’d done the present thing, and it...

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I am an unvoiced breeze~
a sea warrior 
    kite-surfing through 
    heinous waves, 
knitting cobalt chronicles 
    from smooth syllables~ 
tackling chaotic currents 
with chamomile magic...

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"Like a shooting s t a r,
         plunging from lunar fields of lavenders,
  to touch the aqua a b y s s a l,
  ...

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Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia feathers
tease those 
jingling breezes, 
infusing breaths
in every lifeless aroma;
where I...

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What’s left of Octavia glides down the hall 
Past the portraits she painted in life,
Now framed in mahogany, rosewood, and oak, 
And they’re hers for the haunting tonight.
She looks for the canvas she started the...

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1400 year 
(A translation effort of a composition of Rabindranath Tagore) 

Today. After a hundred years. 
You. You are a reader, passionate and avid one. 
Resonating in the verses of a poem. Mine. 
A curious...

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Here I stand. Early so that its dark enough to see the pretty yellow/white shining bright from car headlights – unblinking eyes; watching, waiting, worried. Drawing ever nearer. Complemented by the burning red from the...

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Written: September 30, 2023
Sponsored by: Silent One                   Pick a Colour Contest   

"There is my body,...

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his kiss haunted her, howled at her, it edged through the crowd
just to daunt at her, this was a cold she had never known, blown
winds through creaky shutters, shuttered thoughts of fireside talks 
and walks,...

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When nylon nights
trade crystal colours 
in the stalls of nimble 
butterfly wings, 
I blossom as an 
irenic origami 
fervently fabricated 
with snowflakes of 
greedy gloom, 
stealing royal violets 
from the smokey estuaries 
flowing beneath the...

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When the 
glacial sun slips 
in softened womb 
of the scarlet 
spheres at dusk, 
yearning for 
hibernal rebirth 
as a lustrous 
morning star, 
it radiates 
golden beams 
like lakes of sunshine,
flowing over 
chiming starlit bells...

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Affirmation without discipline is the beginning of delusion - Jim Rohn

Without meaning, your mind may portray delusion,
so some search for answers to end this illusion. 
Is it that simple to cleanse a life from confusion?
When...

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Written: August 26, 2023
With Each Morning Poetry Contest              Sponsored by: Martin Braun  

 Quote: "Reflections of pink, and gold on heaven’s...

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Without a shadow's kiss
           How blooms a hidden rose?
Without a storm's embrace 
          How does an...

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"The 50 Move Rule"



Thomas Crown 
rolled his smile 
around her frown

Romance blew a warm breath
over her pristine cowrie shell
Voodoo Mojo Bag

There, 
just there, 
an Ocean made a Blue move

In the Red
Life
Black Black White

White White Black
Read,
A...

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“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."  E.E. Cummings

Another day soaked in the melody of your musical memories.
Breathless I seek, for a rosy gleam of...

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Grasp my hand, and your heart shall trail,
Autumn drapes her scarf of flame o'er the trees sublime.
Beneath our canopy of stars, we shall render each tale,
In the hue of love, forever and for always, beyond...

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Oh, amazing girl, why do you sit alone,
What troubles you? Let me reveal
That you are God’s own masterpiece,
A creation carrying a divine touch.
God, in poetic mood, wove you into being,
Carefully blending beauty and grace
Into every...

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In the realm of ebony, a tale unfolds,
Where black wealth blossoms, its glory beholds.
A tapestry woven with brilliance and might,
A testament to dreams and relentless fight.
In the depth of history's intricate weaves,
Lies the spirit of...

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"I saw forever in my never,
And I stood outside her 
Heaven..." My Never-Blue October 

Would you give me that endearing look,
That one with glimmer in your eyes,
And the slightly puckered lips?
The involuntary dreaminess permeating from...

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