Long Companioned Poems

On a walk companioned by my Muse along the sylvan meadows
We wandered away to delightful realms in unclouded ambience
Don’t know how long I rambled warming my fancies in sunset fires
Must be for long, all lights...

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She leads her army up and down,
two sides of Main Street, and is found
companioned by three basset hounds.
They follow, closely, at her heels
like foundlings gathered round

I've often wondered where she goes,
with shopping cart, and dogs...

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Insistent starkness claims a leafless day
Where morning breaks with silent calm and dread
The slope of field is framed, behind the glass
reveals a fallen tree, with jagged edge
and grassy hills now laced with autumn rust 

Inside...

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My Lord, you dance between two Queens, confused
a mourning martyr and a morning dove
both cleaved of hope, of thought, of voice,
or so the multiples of men would think.
But I'm no less the babe, no more...

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O night, Thou art dark and still
Covered within the black 
heavens, thy beauty is in the 
reflection of a million glowing 
stars. 

O night, Thou art silent and 
steady
Companioned by the bright 
moon, thy heart never...

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Do I really need this as much as I think I do

Does the earth need us to stop polluting her

As much as I need to and have to stop relying on it

I will never get...

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Last night, the doors of dark entrapped me
Capricious sun, perhaps he's napping
Deliberately he comes and goes,
with wily ways, I know so well

Sometimes he stays an hour more,
but then, we know his temper's short,
to leave me...

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I can’t recall this never existing
     Pallid cold corridors so colorless
         I have traversed over and over
      ...

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I entered the forest
unsure of how i got there
one step within,
I found it useless to try to escape-
to find my way out
I had little memory
only leaves, tree trunks,
the earth perpetually shaded
from the light of God

there...

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Intelligence and continuity…
Sly and cunning dangerously so,

Experienced and seasoned…
A veteran of many lives not so helpless,

Focused and warmly passionate…
A romantic undeniably cool,

Temperamental and justly powerful, 
Richly heralded yet still feared,

Precisioned and calculated…
Darkly unorthodox and unreadable,

Hated...

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Last night, the doors of dark entrapped me
Oh, capricious sunlight!…. His naps exceed his wiles
Deliberately he comes and goes
Leaving me bereft, and sobered to his moods
I batter hard against the night until my knuckles bleed
But...

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Our eyes met through the station’s crowded fray,
In seconds, passed between us what could be,
In that fleet moment, I was carried away.

In eyes of jade, I a promise of love did see,
Weeks, months, and years...

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Long doors of dark have closed upon the day
And though the wind will batter till the knuckles bleed
It cannot presume to summon morning dawn
Or lift relentless bars, to welcome sun

The light is pillowed deep in...

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Ashe is a punny name for a 
Bandit and Aristocratic girl
I've never seen white blankets of winter stupor,but her hair is as white as snow
Gold-accents and speck of southern rich 
The anxiety of teasing ...

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The poet's voice, a lonely flute
From the grotto of orphaned dreams,
And Sorrow the arms which wrap him
'Til e'en they grow frail, and falter,
Thus failing, cast him down-
A writhing soul unblest
By fair Sleep's last kiss...

His word,...

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Sinking the sun will drown in its own blood
Touching
With last conscience its oozed out blood
Fingering
Bine stemmed branches of oak tree
Evil 
Stormed by good twin present everlasting
Companioned
On high pinnioned seas.

Shrunk shriveled the heart
Shudders in tentacles of...

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Sinking the sun will drown in its own blood
Touching
With last conscience its oozed out blood
Fingering
Bine stemmed branches of oak tree
Evil 
Stormed by good twin present everlasting
Companioned
On high pinnioned seas.

Shrunk shriveled the heart
Shudders in tentacles of...

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Sinking the sun will drown in its own blood
Touching
With last conscience its oozed out blood
Fingering
Bine stemmed branches of oak tree
Evil 
Stormed by good twin present everlasting
Companioned
On high pinnioned seas.

Shrunk shriveled the heart
Shudders in tentacles of...

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