Long Cliffside Poems

My eyes stare straight,
fixated on something in the distance, 
humming a song that would send chills,
if you ever got the chance to listen.

A padded cell and a straitjacket,
the doctor giving one of his ‘visits,’
his moans...

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Days like these...the days that drag on and on
If only it was quiet everywhere
if only it were quiet inside my head
Too bad, so sad
this carefully orchestrated area of noise
is just part of the elements that...

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The wisdom of God is his secrets
the glory of men to seek them out
but until he understands his childhood
he will cloud insight with his doubt
 
With our faith we can move mountains
overcome every obstacle in...

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*Image of Cherokee Piper, Four-seater single engine by Wilkie.

Lifetime Get-A-Way, A Survivors Tale

It is nineteen-eighty new years eve in less than two days,
that said--this turned a fourteener syllabic lined poem,
fourteener set of rhyming-lined poems--to paraphrase,
I...

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I Believe In You, Too

I have come to realize that I am obsessive
And afraid to act, well, because I am afraid
Like standing at the edge; rehearsing, what if
Instead of jumping; 
As the unknown is uncertainly...

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The heaven's lanterns she commands,
The harmony of ocean's harp.
Her moonlit shadow firmly stands,
And merges at the hem of scarp.

As I approach, afraid to speak,
Her illustration disappears.
Alone I brave the mountain peak,
Her cosmic voice still in...

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"The Young and the Breathless"- TV soap opera about youg emphysema 
patients unfaithful to their doctors.

Candid- Something you could do, and did do.

Phone Call- Bidding your phone to come to you.

Binary- What you can purchase...

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It was there on the cliffs of my home I found them. The wolves that fight for the moon. You see, there have been tales of them passed from old mouths to the ears of...

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High up amidst a forest slope,
in bedding grounds where whitetails lope,
by ledges hidden from our eyes,
a quirky outcropping does lie.

Breaking a broadleaf canopy,
the scree-slope of an old quarry,
long ago Dibble cut blue-stone,
must be a century...

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Wildflowers sleeping late on dewy days
Rather than traveling on mountaintops
Two flowers embrace in harmony
Cognizant of nature's patrimony
Thankful for the few good years that remain
Their love gracefully grows time and again

Their patience now merrily thrives again
Wildflowers...

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I'm sad today

Because I let all the best in me, turn and walk away
I miss the way you'd laugh at the absurd things that I'd say
The hours and the patience spent, driving home the truth
I'm...

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The calls of the flocks          to this years migration
a roving community       of birds in each nation
rising and diving  ...

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I stand
Standing upon the emerald landscape
posture stiff and still
Eyes like black holes
devouring the space around me
Glass horse galloping, prisms 
exploding through the plainlands
Time passes faster and faster 
the clouds cocoon and bloom
into a wrinkled face,...

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As I walk down this rugged road,
That flows through the overgrown wood;
I am reminded of the life of a Christian.
This crumbling road with its faded yellow line;
It may have difficult turns and drops,
It also has...

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Standing cliffside,
her silken gown billowing in the wind
as the glow of a full moon
highlights sillouettes of curved
shadowed waistline trimmed
cupped hands hold her one source
of transcendence of far away places...

Like a beacon of light
her emerald eyes...

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Your own unique voice. You’re your own boss.
Sprinkle of humble and profound words.
Speaking in tongues that often crisscross.
Ink takes flight as experiential and seasonal birds.

Sprinkle of humble and profound words.
A smattering of what’s mattering in...

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I just love to watch Dateline
And Forty-Eight Hours Mystery…
I often scream at my television
‘How stupid can someone be?’

Their internet searches are careless
Looking up such truly awful things
‘The best way to strangle someone’ 
‘murder 4 hire’;...

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This life can sometimes feel lonesome and that’s perfectly okay,
Our strong muscles and bones are shouting out that we’re here to stay.
Even if we are housing the prehistoric birds of prey.

It’s much like a lonely...

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Wake up! You awake to cliffside turn-tables--mountains crumble into the divots of the record; mountain goats float upon ethereal notes. They bleat in conjunction with dusty LPs. Soon enough, cities rise from the mountain passes,...

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Shadowing the cliffside of 2006,
Rear against the zephyr,
Breathing lower wise upon my neck.
Need no act of visioning reverse.
What was good,
Still is one with I.
A curse,
There it lie,
Behind,
Having no use.
So,
What is old of saying,
Looking back,
Is miss...

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High winds - stirring sea - surf pounds - Whitby beach

Storm clouds - residual - seagulls - frantic cry

Midnight - a figure - in view - ascending

Bowed down - wearily - cliff steps - Abbey...

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As the moon hangs
Bearing witness to the night
I drive along this road
Remembering that time
We were alone
Bearing witness
To the moon,
Our love.
It seems like
So long ago
Each day held
The glowing sun
And each night held
The luminescent moon
Just for us.
Now,...

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