Long Burbles Poems

Exciting walk; barefoot on warm rock while cold spring water
burbles past me. “Hey! over here.” she calls. 
A puppet, my instinct guides me there again;
Creek ends in dark green pond. “Hi” I answer.

My body tingles...

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Early morning, slightly subdued, a drawn out yawn reflecting my mood, 

slope to the kettle, body distorted by its metallic curves, amuse myself for a 
while, infusing with herbs, 

while my head changes shapes, prepare...

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My mind is a dreamy river, 
that flows untiring - smooth and rapid, 
murmuring the words it adores, 
the burbles of its ponderings.

These burbles of my musings
are simple little things I admire, 
that capture my...

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Deep in the forest
Where silence blends
The whisper of leaves, dancing
With the wind’s gentle breath…

There among the laurels, the pines
Mossy logs and boulders
Where the creek splashes and burbles
Gushing with enthusiasm…

Where the melody of wrens
Shakes hands with...

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Where shall I go to embrace your heat?
...where the waves upon the sand beat,
and the palms in answer sway …
O Sun, to Karina, sweep me away ~

Where shall I go to behold your light?
…where torrid...

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When I recall the tenebrous, gruesome shadows
Shrouding our lives conjuring deaths and sorrows,
In my vantage-point, I envision a massive bridge
Standing there resolutely over turbulent waters
Beckoning me avidly to cross over to tomorrow
Promising the other side...

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People think I am a freak

Wondering what chaos I shall wreak

Seeing me they want to gag

Just cos I am dressed in rag

Shamelessly begging for alms

Cupping my blistered palms

Destitute, I have no home

Throughout the day I...

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No words completely rhyme with orange:
no orange fringe, no orange hinge,
no lozenge, no syringe, no twinge, no whinge – no nothing!
No words completely rhyme with orange.

Porridge isn’t orange; but, there is an Orange Province.
An orange...

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Your sigh indicates as though you are tired, sad, and worn out,
Yet, how lovely is your song, dear breeze, how melodious!
Flowing, with scent, from a source unknown to an unknown route,
You make paradise this world...

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Like the seagulls in the sky
Give me wings to fly
Over the deep blue seas
Smelling the unpolluted salty air
And emit shrill loud jubilant cries.

Like the seas frenzied dancing
Back and forth as it were doing the cha-cha-cha
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Spills out of bed 
that shared intimacy
seems slinky naked 
lavishly strokes rocks on her route
Magnifying her outstretched whimsical body
Jiggled eyes refuses to shun
Hedges blush with sprinkled 
pearls of raptured tears
Her burbles tickles hormones 
of weeping...

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Divin' Deep down there's guttural
gurgles and burbles
Jivin' in the respirator.
I dive deeper, still deeper
than I've ever been before.
The seabed is littered
with littoral lie-there's
just layin' about,
praying to be picked up
by some swim-on-buy kid like me.

It's a...

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Does time go faster
when one feels happy
and forgets all worries
that pound the brain daily
noticing that who despairs
makes life bitter, not mellower? 

Ponder on these words wisely,
choose a direction with clarity,
step down from the pedestal
of deception...

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I once ate a secret, secret inside
That fester'd and sank deep into my core
Blackened and rotted, my gut it fried
Prodding my conscience, I just can’t ignore
Suddenly I am the worst of sinners
A secret! A secret!...

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Standing outside his house a loaded hearse
Waits to take him on his final journey,
His chauffeur leaning against the gleaming limousine,
Expelling wreaths of blue smoke through his nostrils.
Further along the way eager young faces
Crowd round a...

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the gurgling of the stream - pause and listen to its waters

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