Long Chicory Poems

rain hitting the asphalt, the cracking concrete, water weaving
its way down the overpass. Residents cover up with plastic,
a conflagration of yellow light on garbage bags
hitting tree tops, branches, leaves old and new. Boughs
sagging with the...

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Even before the arrival of the first snows, so brilliantly candid, 
we climbed mounts less dangerous than the Alps's;
and we proudly chalked it up to our experience.
Now the snowy cliffs with bouffant boulders,
have lost their...

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One of the joys of summer are lightning bugs.Do you remember, as a child, chasing them on a balmy evening? They are so elusive. When you see one in front of you and go to...

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After Eight Mints
Anchovies
Apple Pancakes
Applesauce
Atlantic Cod
Barbecue Sauce
Black Bean Soup
Blue Cheese
Blueberry Pancakes
Brussels Sprouts and Lamb
Buttermilk
Caribou Liver
Carrots
Cauliflower
Chicken Breast
Chicken Patty
Chicory Roots
Chocolate Pudding
Chocolate Pudding !!!
Cinnamon Raisin Bagel
Coffee Cake
Coleslaw
Donkey Balls
Dried Plums
Durian Fruit
Garlic
Garlic Roast Chicken
Green & Yellow Peppers
Green Leaf Lettuce
Grilled Cheese
Hamburger
Hashed Brown...

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Mr. August, the mature man with shining golden hair the color of a ripe cornfield,
He is slightly graying at the temples but his eyes are clear pools of deepest blue,
There are hard lines in his...

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Mr. August, the mature man with shining golden hair the color of a ripe cornfield,
He is slightly graying at the temples but his eyes are clear pools of deepest blue,
There are hard lines in his...

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I am the stranger who loves you in silence,
A merchant of echoes in the endless bazaar of nostalgia,
From the shadow where chicory flowers bow their heads to pray,
I whisper to you, sweetly clear and unheard.
I...

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August is mature with shining brown hair the colour of a ripe cornfield
Greying at the temples and his fringe he has clear eyes of deepest blue,
Deep smiling lines of crow’s feet on the sides of...

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It was a seed of love from where the wild flower garden sprang                      ...

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Ain't nothin' like a steamin' cup o' coffee to greet the early morn.
It'll calm yer nerves and git you goin' just as sure as you wuz born!
With mixin's added to suit yer taste, it must...

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I love when the first blooms of spring begin, crocus in the garden, peaking from the snow; may flowers and troutlily soon begin to show
   The millions of trilliums gloriously painting the undergrowth of our...

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Saphire is the vaulted dome, the blue arch of the sky
Interspersed with plumes and dunes (the white clouds rolling by)
   The grasses, plants and flowers, entangled, sway and bend
   In the...

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Waves crash the rocks in ecstasy
as I pass the archway 
to the sea.
Onwards to the village, 
busy cafes,
the aroma of coffee brewing,
as a power of teens gather, texting.
 
I venture down 
a chestnut lined road
under...

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Inhaling his masculine scent I taste the aroma of our first chicory spot 
he has been with me for forty four years and he is still so very hot 

Dotted with gray on his temples,...

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Oh, for the taste of a sweet, juicy berry,
some sweet rose petals would make me happy;
I'm so tired of woody browse and acorns,
my throat gets dry and my teeth are worn.
For an aging buck needs...

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Charlieku (var of 2-3-4)

engraved		        bubbling		      hark! the tinkling	
on hard rock		with happiness		   laughter
a pact of love		wild daisies	     ...

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C_Coffee with chiccory her tasty delight
H_Happy was she with saltine crackers buttered
I_Intellect above with which she was gifted
C_Character was hers, caring for others with might
C_Cancer took her good life as takes those polite
O_Opportunity she gave...

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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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The decanter is filled with chicory blooms
(blue, for the sky is her pleasure)
while the snapshot turns nigrescent
marking rain for the evening weather
The ring with which they two had wed
lay gilded 'round her finger
With her eyes...

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time travel’n peace —
ought we find rather death,
war — tread on me.

funny the face, the companionship
of outer space, the innocence
of the sun and sky.

she still provides
the radiance of warmth;
him the blue or gray stormy eyes.

down...

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In a green sea, blue dots shake and sway;
chicory flowers move with passing cars.
As the sun claims his throne once more today,
brighter skies shall submit to countless stars.

Blooms sit tall on thistle, purple and pink,
adding...

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"hellstrip"


it's not like
crossing

the river
Styx

it's just
between

the side
walk and

the 
curb

not needing 

a penny on
your eyes

to pay
to walk

out on the 
other side 

to meet
your what

you
make

or

might make
your maker

give or
take your

governing
municipality

rules but
then that's

more
than

a mouthful

so i curb
my Larry

David and my
enthusiasm

not questioning
the...

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A unique bar with chicory coffee 
side by side our famous praline whiskey;
The ‘Black Heart Masquerade’ reinvention   
we have completed all the construction; 

Fangs out to raise the vibe we are after 
with...

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Glossy, heart-shaped leaves of galax
ringed ‘round the lingering lilacs
that played across the garden gate,
bent now – bowed from foliage’ weight.

Wild roses replace Venus et fleur
having a sweet natural alure.
Chicory and Madonna lily
grow here and there,...

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Out in the field is a bed of chicory,
down along the ditch, wild hydrangeas grow.
Dandelions in the yard are quite tasty,
so is the duckweed by the side of the road.

Wild lettuce, lamb’s quarter, and some...

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