Long Burnt sienna Poems

"Purgatory is a Poem"



Words are the pieces
in a game we play
shadow and light 
hidden from day
poets are nocturnal
in nature, stasis, 
keen and hungry
listening to 
Forever
stuck between 
the doors to
Past, Now and Never -
senses feral 
and...

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I love to spend my October afternoons walking ankle-deep in dried, curled leaves.
They cover the back country roads, the forest floor, and my own front yard.
But, I cannot bear to rake them away, or burn...

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"If you're really in love, appearances aren't important. The best house is the one you build in each other's hearts."
Jung Yu jin

Autumn's alliterations amplified an acoustic of death.
Stillness of internal instrumentals silenced my acapella. 
Words like wildflowers...

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Burnt sienna waves, laughing – pleasant days,
Full of light, seas infused with hope,
Soft sounds of roaring peace, still and cool,
Falling like stars who have mastered the art of reflecting,
The joy in twinkling, glistening in the...

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AUTUMN OUGHT NOT BE SO ORIDNARY

Setting now is another Autumnal sun
Another late October day is nearly done
And now I’ve another night all alone to face
Without a lasting and loving embrace
Sans a kindly kiss good-night
And a...

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A BURNT SIENNA BEACH BECKONS OUT OF REACH

She softened the surf near a secluded isle during a summer sequestered by her smile
And she wore a smile all the while
With an ambiance of ambitious style

She reduced...

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A BURNT SIENNA BEACH BECKONS OUT OF REACH

She softened the surf near a secluded isle during a summer sequestered by her smile
And she wore a smile all the while
With an ambiance of ambitious style

She reduced...

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AUTUMN OUGHT NOT BE SO ORIDNARY
Setting now is another Autumnal sun
Another late October day is nearly done
And now I’ve another night all alone to face
Without a lasting and loving embrace
Sans a kindly kiss good-night
And a...

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STEP BRIGHTLY

There are like these steps
spiral steps that lead to somewhere
or nowhere
your destination isn't ever made clear

it's a climb you must endure
because there's only one cure
and a distasteful one is that
with a tip of the...

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Early winter sun; low in the sky

Warm light burnishing the yellow leaves that stubbornly cling to the birches
Silver trunks contrast with their own dark shadows
Russet browns of the larches beyond add a touch of fire
And...

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Purple reign
falling on fallow,
divided tulip fields

Lavender pain
drench the shallow,
paper fortified hills

Crimson parched lips
cling unto the violet dew kiss
of a long-anticipated 
famine relief scarlet promise

Burgundy pillar hope
caught betwixt a rosy red sunset,
and a misty dawn twilight...

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oh ...

Gustav, how you pique the senses
          captured passion's plural tenses

lovers twined in percale folds
          caught supine...

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I SUPPOSE SOME NEVER FIND IT SO IT’S NOT THEIRS TO LOSE

I was serenely secluded on a burnt sienna sandy beach situated somewhere between Heaven and my head
There were no rude intruders to induce insanity...

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The interviewer is water colored...green.
The artist, antiqued abstract.
He probes for her deepest sable secrets. 
She offers pale nothings from her musky attic retreat-

He nibbles away with baby teeth.
She slugs him in his ochre gut. 
With...

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The haibun can be a standard(where haiku etc follows the prose) or afterword (where prose follows the haiku) or prose envelope (prose para haiku,para) verse envelope(haiku prose haiku) or interlaced (chorus, verse, chorus) or verse...

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| Oceans - Of Thought |

Harmonised hypothermia sets 
through the darkened depth 
of the chasm deep,
Like a heavy-weighted wreck 
of my linguistic mind.
As blithe planulae float 
amongst the turquoise torrents 
of the surging tides.
Efflux my...

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COOKIES, MILK, MONKEY BARS AND GUNS

WE HELPED LAY THE FOUNDATION FOR THEIR FACTORIES
THE FOUGHT WITH ENMITY AGAINST THEIR ENEMIES
WE RODE RAILS TO ANOTHER PRISTINE CITY OR TOWN
AND NOW, THANKS TO OUR POLLUTION THE RIVERS ARE...

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I woke up to turpentine breath in the air
brushes vermilion and cobalt blue
rinsed out from the art they transferred for you.

I snuck to the palette left unattended
and couldn’t help touch the drying oils
forming skins until...

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The paint crawls like syrup tears
buttery beads of color seeping away exterior fears
an unfinished work of art starting to take shape
each stroke of freshly lathered walls freshens away the hate
edged canvases rich in luxurious motif:
mink...

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Mushrooms

Mushrooms are fungi that come in many beautiful colors.
Unfortunately, some of them are deadly poisonous.
Some of the deadly mushrooms are similar to edible ones. 
Horrible tragedies occur when misidentified mushrooms are eaten. 
Rather than eat...

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a haibun ABSTRACTION
The soft yellow streaked the terra cotta,shadowing the speckled sallow saffron 
a bluish buff upon the cochineal;brilliant boneblack grizzled the engrain
citrine carnation as the fallow flaxen,rustic rubrical rainbow-tinted 
the magenta mandarine;unseen the ultra-marine,...

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cyan blues indigo into nighttime
darkness scorches the soul to the core
hellfire’s charcoal embers 
dissipate lightness of being
achromatic void
engulfs a self-fulfilling promise

rose petals wither by the wayside
trudged and treaded upon
flame red converts to burnt sienna
a mere...

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FLIGHTS OF FANCY PHRASIS 1
The soft yellow streaked the terra cotta,
shadowing the speckled sallow saffron 
a bluish buff upon the cochineal;
brilliant boneblack grizzled the engrain
citrine carnation as the fallow flaxen,
rustic rubrical rainbow-tinted 
the magenta mandarine;unseen
the...

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grown aesthetically 

accustomed to blue

twisted mess varied merciless blues

barely lifting my aquamarine head

baying at heaven unmitigated sorrow

asking the most high not to retire me

beseeched condemning my emotions

to this navy sky turquoise dominated hue

must have given...

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A novel that I haven’t read
Is Fifty Shades of Grey.
I know what it’s about, but why the grey?
I couldn’t say.

The only greys that I could name
Are charcoal, smoke or ash.
But fifty shades of brown?
Now, I...

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