Long Capriciousness Poems

“The Juniper Prize: Between the Known and the Unknown”

That man built a house 
of straw and sticks
and the stories that burned within -

all consuming the titled prize;

like a bird 
sings a song
the metre repeats and...

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I was touring the lovely countryside, once on a golden Saturday,
Lost within the raptures, of languid summertime's scenic display.

And I came into the vicinity, of a beautiful historic old home,
So being curious and interested, inside...

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Self-Addressed Stamped Envelope

Horrid tin on wet paper. Coastal fragments of an empire twilight. Nonsense to corners in a deck along the warped cabin. Would you be silent for a moment? Afraid it seems, all these...

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Two little sparks
enlightening the dark

(tidal waves tugging on the heart)

One named Amelia, the other Aurora:
Completing the scenery --- fauna and flora.
But Borealis, she has no stake in the matter,
for she is just a melancholy rainbow
in...

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Three eyes to see,
With no tongue to speak,
Confined to glass rooms of mournful reminiscing,
Bereft of purpose in her scientific boutique,
Isolated by the thunder that shook her stone cabin,
Oblivious to her sanctification as a relic of...

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Poiseidon's waters roil and roar
Up and down the craggy coast;
Their winedark waves have brought the host
Of foreign men all drunk for glory,
For the sake of one man's vanity
They traveled to your alien shore
To write with...

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the boat is as weathered as his face
it is his life, his treasure
steering the prow to sea hours before dawn
and in that darkness, the nets are set
small talk meanders the ponga
time to catch up on...

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That you are, 
In the shades of a bulwark 
Twilit by weakness when I demur,
You’re that (!) – Amor fati, 
In the refusal of capriciousness, 
As I create what I create.
I’m your pain, 
And your...

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In the lush beer gardens of New Berlin,
fräulein Democracy dalmatian died
giving birth to a litter of surrogate lies

Fourth Reich Vandals with mongrel desires,
now on a demolition blitzkrieg breathe
Wehrmacht vapors rising volcanic once again

Perfidious voices carried...

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Secret lover
greeting morning
from flowering
window
a song
opening day
like peacock fan
lilies and roses
sparkling
ripping 
from night
its equalizing 
veil
uncurtaining
dawn's
new day
rosy child 
play
maturing 
midday
to adulthood 
cares
trading petals
for apples and pears
with seeds 
tomorrow
to share
rich fall harvest
one by one 
falling
dry dreams
out
of tree head
essence...

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the azure flower, a lone sentinel, 
stands tall amidst the scorched earth. 

the tornado's wild caress, 
a whirling dervish of destruction, 
unleashes its fury upon the field, 
devouring the vibrant blooms 
with reckless abandon. 

as...

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from remote distances sounds the cry of hope
I hear your voice straight through all the despair 
as a guide that leads near capriciousness
you show your balance in dance gestures
before my face you rise like an...

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Don’t misconceive my mercy for weakness
Exponent to impuissance that bestows
Ascertain verity of Uniqueness
Appreciate my pose of apropos

Strength my forte led by capriciousness
I once shattered and left to be consumed
Thy inner voice pierces my graciousness
Amidst the...

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