Long Candlelit Poems

My mind is as hollow as the dead of night
My spirit is dancing out of cheer and fright 
My soul is shattering because I’m too late
To talk about what’s on my mind these days– 
In...

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Baron Von Frankenstein sent me, an invitation to the ball
To be held on Hallows Eve, at his castle in the great hall
I had nothing planned for the night so decided to go
And I thought he'd...

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Forever, our love lingers in the air all around -
The smell of fresh paint lingers in my nose, in the air.
Crisp sheets lay smooth untouched with hospital corners.
I dreamt I held you in our bed.
A...

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As my old eyes search for the setting sun,
My mind is at work,
Mending the million fragmented memories.
The long arm of my mind,
Retrieves the first dusty diary,
from the tallest of shelves.
Now ninety years have passed,
My ...

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Continued from Part 1
Ah Consuela! I’m watching the vertigo veiling her green Spanish eyes,
while the drumbeat pounds, droning, the rhythm sounds, moaning,
                 of jungles Jamaican entwined
in the valleys concealing the vineyards revealing
                 the vaults in...

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As the peacock-sage 
waves of whimsical peace
faded in silence's 
pale watercolors, 
I masked my 
eerie eyelashes, 
with drifting 
angel-mist smog. 
For, I sensed the 
wistful wailings of 
ambrosial lilies, 
encased in my 
heart's crystal casket,...

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Awoken by sudden flashes of painted bricks slipping into my skin
I hid inside the newly bare nail beds
chewing on carbon copies of myself 
my teeth clicked

scrubbing the rythm and blues desk 
iron blood 
and pipping...

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This dread disease that has afflicted my home, 
This malady, this plague on my house;
This making convertible the former quaintness and provincialism thereof 
Into something wholly despicable and disgustingly homogeneous,
Yclept "cosmopolitanism," and "worldliness," and "globalization,"...

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How is one to passage through shall misfortune nay take root?
Is beyond my knowledge for never once within had I sat foot
It is the will of the Goddess Word, to be cursed and to be...

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I sit here at the candlelit table in a silent plead 
Nineteenth century red wine is not what I need 
For I do believe I am beginning to hallucinate
Which means all my senses start to...

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Who Am I?


An answer so simple, yet so complex,
Not the reaction one normally expects.
“I am Jason”, but what does that mean?
To truly understand, I must go behind the scenes.

I was 10 years old and becoming...

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Roses and Sunbeams


Her scent wafts alongside her and sinks into my heart;
For I have become fixated, by a desire for her touch.
She was glorious and overpowering, from the very start;
I am hooked and addicted to...

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THE ACRYLIC BLUES 
Warm winter days……… and sultry summer afternoons 
With rainbows so bright……. they could even shine at midnight
Those were the merry days…… those were the very merry days
When you spun silly little stories...

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For years and years
I lived the curse of all women

A woman’s work is never done
That is, never finished
The more work I did the more work showed up
The To Do list was never ending
If I made...

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There's two sides to you
A lady and woman
They both have their perks
But not much in common

There's the meek and the humble
And the spirit that's free
One who likes refined men
And then men like me

One likes the...

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I shared a margarita with you as we tip-toed through the sandy shores of Beautificia Island. No one in sight…just me…you...and the gentle current rising up toward our ankles....

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Hand in hand, we walk along.
Flicker up the sand.
Amidst the soft light of summer's evening silhouette,
The sky stack with images of a beautiful portrait.

Colourful sunset over the sea.
Landscape canvas acrylic and mystique 
awakening the degree...

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10 parsnip street, thought carrot. Elongated places in wisdom curves. Aromatic spices on compounds and a dramatic twirl from a very energetic spoon whose primary existence is to perform backward flips at many dinner parties....

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Sexy Love

Some say that love is when our rivers join on cotton sheets in mounting passion
                   ...

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Demon in disguise with captivating dark-brown eyes,
He is gentle and focused, for you are his prize. 
Hypnotic smile across his lips, with thrust of hips and eloquence,
He has broken your defence with confidence.

His trophy, your...

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Heart of mine

Cry and feel again, 
oh thou heart of mine heart.
Afford me peace of mind, 
be moved and beat once again in my depths; 
for a dream within me, that happiness will yet save...

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*Image of Achieve Your Day by Pixabay.

Blessed Moments

As night sleeps gold streaks undisturbedly passive wake
     An accordion of yellow feathers flutters dealt reflectively
        ...

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PART I.

I.
each night...
I think about the moment when we'll vanish 
on the doormat of an empty house
because I know some day they will come - 
the malignant conquistadors and their moon colored hounds
when this century...

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I savor silence and my solitary dreams, my wanderings
and in my candlelit room, I withdraw 
to my secret place and you
I have put on our wedding dance music
and I am travelling back, back in time...

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I savor silence and my solitary dreams, my wanderings
and in my candlelit room, I withdraw 
to my secret place and you
I have put on our wedding dance music
and I am travelling back, back in time...

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