Long Carats Poems
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Blunt brain such stale dogma holds
Tighter than crags hug dewy molds;
She spurns sparks Reason confers,
And terms sanest wit profitless fuss.
Sweetest rank her outmoded views,
Above strictest sense and full clues;
Cherished most within inured cloud
Are her trite thought frail and proud.
Proffer sure-shining cachings of gold
For faintest morsel of heresies retold,
And she'll a more precious jewel find
Brighter still under Diablo's airier rind.
Her creed says receive and cede not
Wild bootless notions simpletons got;
Let benevolent Logic his carats keep,
And her inane whims have their leap.
Her wild treasures heavier than lead
Shall endless grace that jaded head,
Until wilier ticks of blind-mute clocks
Hit Eternal Proof that sees and talks.
Aspirations are a self revealing Impress,
peeping in gem facet placeholder-
of ruby glimpses
of
Fairy tale covers,
covertly-airbrushed by the atmosphere,
over genuine zirconium expectations.
In inner light magistrate cache cow-
in the crystal stereo
of the now and here,
flashes impetus clear like a streaker revealing
to illustrate, the daring, self inspiration of its baud rate
of liberation-ad-here.
Geniing the busy body of it's own needful premise
of seedful impetuous implication, promised on premises.
A banner at happy hour suggesting intoxicating ingestion.
Drunk with in-advertising
getting premonition of-promotion, imbibing
the "jasmine in your mind."
Relation-ships moon causes the roiling sea
to gem carats of her sparkling sirens.
Alluring rocks to dash you to pieces
in drawn compliance..
Unsown light can give you the creatures of her disease,
calling bluff to serve her touring manifestations.
With marked cards to lay down in flush that had lay dormant but surfaced up from the sleeve
and from the seep of pasts saved ante ups.
They are a whiskey shot at a saloon.
Liquid courage that causes you to bark at the moon.
Tide a naked ride tied to the back of a train,
of bad ideas, after tion, ction and igeon
blows your cover, like sudden electrical storm
over the rainbow over landover and hot air,-
balloons like a mushroom
clouded idead ideal that transports you into the stratosphere of her thundering strutopeels.
Her bubble puts you in her hair brained funny papers, periodically.
To keep you sober, from occupying
a van down by the river. (Which sounds good to me) incidentally, but that's neither here nor there,
immaterial, witness,
these thought bubbles-seductively
siring, serial 'vamped vapor round firing
like a ghost mistress who puts you in a stupor
on the grounds of desiring, her consecrated things.
I spent my day shopping for rubies
I was on tenterhooks to make a choice
Rubies displayed on shelves glittered
And seeing the price tags I lost my voice!
Rubies' purity measured in carats
Their colors linked to zodiac sign
It was not easy job to choose one
With so many variations, I pined.
Seeing me grim, girl on counter smiled
"May I help you", she calmed me down
Given my budget, zodiac sign of my love
She helped me zero on to a Ruby crown.
Thanking her profusely, I left the gem store
A full day had been spent to buy this Ruby
Gleefully, my love accepted my day's labor
Hugged me like a scooby dooby do booby.
I let go of shopping pains, felt great
A candle light dinner in down town
As a return gift, I will cherish it forever
I am now more confident shopping a crown.
25.7.2020
Deep within the earth's crust
slowly over the centuries
it had gradually made it's way
finally it reached the light of day
Dull and round as big as a golf ball
it lay on the ground enduring rain
followed by wind and sunshine
slowly the outer skin came away
At last it was free yet still dull
a man picked it up excitement in his heart
he took it to a jeweller's for polishing
it was cut and shaped letting light in
Weighing 12 carats it was well acclaimed
as into gold it was set, an engagement ring
thus this stone born of fire and pressure
graced beauty's hand with its own beauty
At last weave bin released from winter's frigid jaws!
Spring has sidled upon us as delicately as if on kittens' pause!
April hath drenched hour land with life-sustainin' showers,
Two ade inn springin' fourth Mae's myriad of pretty flowers.
Thee robins have returned two serenade me at brake of dawn.
Mournin' due glistens like diamonds on my emerald lawn.
Those pesky dandy-lions ad sparkle with there yellow hew,
Butt, eye'll soon rid my yard of them sew yule never gnu they grew!
Glorious son-flowers salute Sol each mourn as if too say howdy-do!
Flowers nodded too there nay-boors urged by casual winds that blue.
Dainty mournin' glories grace thee path-weigh awl along my fence;
Too-lips, peetoonias end lielacks dispense there vary pleasin' cents.
Guardeners till thee soil two plant unions, carats end pertaters,
End other veggies includin', let-us, beans end beef-stake termaters.
Pleasin' aromas of broilin' stakes waft about from nay-boor's bar-bee-cues.
Folks gether on friends' front porches two sip tee end schmooze.
Birds flit about buildin' nests four there gnu-bournes inn my apple trees;
Ravishin' butterflys sample thee nectar of blooms, a-waftin' on the breeze.
Spring! A time for gnu life, knew beginnin's that doth us awl enthral!
Spring! Thee most delightful season of the year, the most joyful of awl!
Let me dance your tune, soak our wine
Afloat on irises divine,
From glint of midnight I believe
In charms you bring, and charms you leave,
Making me gentle everyday
Through fire and rain, time lifts the way,
While carats of eyes glow about
A diamond’s remnants, no doubt.
For never have I felt this flight
When dawn wakes my gaze with delight,
Then, clutch my hands on mystic trips
Down rivers shifting moon’s eclipse;
That open light with breaths aglow
And glitter tide’s sails made to row;
Deeper the years; warmer your face
To relish clasps of soft embrace.
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Her 5 carats have quit shining
And that big house so inviting
Don't mean a thing
It's built on broken promises
And rests in, a field of broken dreams
She looks to find the answers
And she's waited, so very patiently
But he failed to get the message
Bout what mattered most
She's big on the little things
She big on the little things
Like the morning roll over I love you
They've gone by the wayside
Much like, the spark when it was new
She don't need a fancy car
Her broken heart, feels worn out and used
She thinks about a man that she knows
Just waiting there to prove
Some men fail to see a problem
Even though, it stares them in the eyes
With the risk of losing, comes the worst part
They fail to even try
There ain't no cards, there ain't no flowers
It wilts more with each hour
Along with her every hope and dream
Time just proves what she's always knew
She's big on the little things
Shes big on the little things
Like the morning roll over I love you
They've gone by the wayside
Much like, the spark when it was new
She don't need a fancy car
Her broken heart, feels worn out and used
She thinks about a man that she knows
Who's just waiting there to prove
Maybe someday
She'll find a man that knows his queen
Is big on the little things
You say you want to marry me,
But how on earth could that be,
You say that I’m the one for you,
Know naught about you, have no clue,
You say we’ll travel far and wide,
With you forever by my side,
You want to take me to the moon,
You promise me that will be soon,
I wonder how you’ll do all this
How about you first give me a kiss,
And explain this complicated story
With dinner and a glass of wine dear Rory!
Of course I will says this eccentric man,
Give me a chance to speak, I am your fan,
Let’s go and book our worldwide trip,
Then go to dinner, and with a sip
Or two or three of the best French wine,
Fly way up high on my private plane, as we dine,
And furthermore, have a surprise for you,
In fact not only one, but I have two,
Kneels on one knee and offers me a ring,
A bright diamond at least 3 carats, bling,
I was floating, wondered did it show, in a daze,
This whole day was just a blur a, haze.
The 2nd, - tickets not to the moon, but Mars,
Refused this gift, preferred planet earth and cars,
And still the kiss had not yet come,
Felt bewildered, wanted to phone my mum!
Hey wonder boy Rory, how about that kiss,
Oh wow, loved that, imagine if I did that miss!
I have loved you Amy, for such a long time,
My father likes you also, we watched you climb
The corporate ladder, with those great pins
Because of these, forgiven any previous sins,
I liked your ways, your speech at any forum,
The way you managed meetings with decorum,
I even pulled out your file from H/R,
See you speak French, Spanish, heritage USSR!
I am the Chairman’s son,
I’m maybe somewhat of a brat, but love you a ton,
And the only thing I ask of you,
Is to stand by my side, and be my wife,
And make me happy, for all of my remaining life!
How can a girl refuse such an awesome request?
I married Rory, he’s a gem, my case I do now rest!
14-03-2023
Clear cut diamond
530 carats gem
Mined in South Africa
Queen Elizabeth I wonder
How did you feel
Knowing The Great Star Of Africa was never yours
Did you think you would just bond
With it during your term
Or we would just forget that it came from Africa
You made a blunder
Which you never had to deal
With the day you accepted it its force
Elevated you even higher wherever you went
As it sparkled on your sceptre and on your head
It made you stand out in any room you find yourself or in any crowd
You spent
Your entire life mesmerized by it but now that you’re dead
And Charles is about to be crowned
King will he have the guts to bring it
Back home where it belongs
Will he finally see it fit
I wait for that day where the wrongs
You made are acknowledged and are made right
The road ahead isn’t easy but it looks bright
Comparisons are unerring things at worst;
Every common ore yielded for shinier gold,
And tepid junkets given up in apt forfeiture
For tolerably pricier carats unsullied stored.
Far less treasured lots perpetually stand
In shrouded paths to more pleasing deal,
And more often than not emit lures bland
To fade jollities owners of finer gems feel.
Prudent choosers are harder to hoodwink;
They're grateful to know how to swiftly tell
Vast variance between wee penny's worth
And huger wads quiet past old minas' kink.
They're merrier types closer to Midas lips;
Smarter-thinking pickers noted with strips
Of fair Fortune's higher turns beyond taste,
Loftier than Fancy's dreams and her haste.
With comparative logic one never can err,
Since brighter minds cheap choices abhor.