Long Conch Poems

Pellucid pachyderms wade across
the purpling River Manjees
and Tozzath watches from the bank, 
the seat of his maroon pantaloons soaked with mud,
his nostrils flaring with the fragrance of ombadalias,
whose lacey petals flutter
like the wings of long-dead...

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Along some bank of ambiguity.
Isolated while in wonder,
I lacked motivation.
Consequently, I preferred to be someplace different.
I perceived myself wandering near the banks,
Concerning one Tiber River in Rome.
"What is behind me,
Is not in front of me!"
Snickering,...

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 SEA WANTS ME

Waves are here for the winners
spirals floating in turquoise 
dance ululating undulating 
blue bright sight
a point with paddle board
to soar sanguine Seas
I know not whether I’m 
merman or beach sand speck
two meters...

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“Where is the Lover?”



Where is your Lover?
He is in your smile
where he kissed you
when you were fast asleep
bodies pressed into
burning heat
the fruits of passion 
tasted hours ago
before you walked out 
the door onto 
the white...

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[ For Contest : Ghost of Frankenstein 
Sponsor : Tom Woody
submitted: 9/5/25 ]

Many starry nights I lay
in my wooden cabin next to your 
sanctuary waiting for whisperings
from your past, wisdom words

I wrote odes about a...

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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my strength, my magic and my heartbeat. I'll always find my...

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When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above 
infected ripples of time,
I question the 
chaos that claims
serenity through 
saline serenade 
of sirens, composed 
with midnight ink
across a mazed face 
of a starless canvas,
What if these...

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O! Ferocious temptress of the land, sea and air.
Spread not thy leathery wings in fancy flights.
From the generic evolution, into future clones.
Lust raptures into unknown worlds of imagination.
		
Amazon warrior of deadly desires,
Hold my sword, it...

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On the sixth day of the waxing moon
In the sixth month*, there is a boon
Mother Durga comes to her father’s home
On top of the Himalayan dome  
   
She is the epitome of...

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Lines more lunatic than the sun – 1
.
making my friendship with the water-pigeon does not mean 
that i’ve acknowledged all devotion of the land-lotuses to river
without putting any note of dissent  

i’m still plunging...

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When cyan night's 
raspberry moon
is dipped in softness 
of the afterglows, 
I gaze at that glossy
first evening star between 
creamy fingers of 
my cherry palm, 
which trace lunar kins -
those angelic fireflies, 
twinkling and pirouetting,...

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I surf through the crooning crests
of warm, blue waters,
breathing poetry and prose,
carved in topaz and turquoise,
for I am the goddess
of the bittersweet estuary,
crowned with foamy salt and sea glass,
intoxicated by inked
sapphires and solitude.
This quill longs...

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Poem about beautiful sunsets and the journey of life.

Spent all day walking on the beautiful powdery white beach. Picking
up oceans treasures, scallop shells calico in colors rich and diverse,
conch, coral, cockel, Sand dollar, sea biscuit,...

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History contends that on that score
hing hot summer at 6:00 pm June sixteenth 
in the year 666 after the Devonian era, 
two lovers - a Mister Belmont Me 

and Missy Bryn Mawr Hu felt the...

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"Suspended between The Immensities"




Suspended between the Immensities
She throws flames from her eyes
Love’s never perfect,
When is the perfect time?
A woman is imperfect
A Life corroded, 
a heart that’s been suffocated broken
becomes hard as Jade
Real Life never rhymes

She...

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“we look for that light eternal 
that does not come and go 
the screen upon which life plays
cognised in staid stillness slow” ~ Unseeking Seeker 

I flow like silken ripples
through mirrored lakes,
a lotus sprouting from
mountain streams,
soaked in...

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Trees swaying in the cold 
November breeze, as I
ascended up the hill 
a brown path, a dull 
line drawn across the 
two sides of grassy green 
Moses parting the sea 
I walking, splitting the 
cool...

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when skies bleed 
your sonnets~
every drop of 
           garnet rain 
              rhymes
with...

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I remember the land of drums I was born
  bedded beneath great hanging nets;
          the sound of the conch and the horn.
My blue suitcase filled...

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I woke up to the soft  
marigold melodies
of whistling waves,  
reverberating in  
turquoise tunes,  
stirring the sleeping  
sunrise within my soul,  
while the hermit crabs,  
soaked in salty...

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His age was only seven.

From that time --- He became the hut's family - part.

The peace of it, was more than the heaven !

The monk watched that on his forehead,

There was a white symbol of...

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A vermilion-hued gorgeous dawn, wake up 
                      with cooing bird-songs - the most delightful...

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FROM BIKINI BOTTOM TIMES...

...Spongebob Squarepants...what...atoll...?
plunged into where,...no way...toilet bowl...
supposedly, when the ghostly hand ex-toll
ling praise from his late creator, and master

meow mind of popular Stephen Hillenburg
cast said main character in clean new role,
an unexpected greasy,...

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Flowers climb the branches
exhibit their full blossom
flowers visit drawing rooms 
They visit temples 
and then they vanish.
defying fixed shapes
rivers hasten to no destination.
carrying countless goals
roads get lost in a maze. 

Unceasingly
I stand
holding the selfsame earth.

Many...

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Notus comes creeping furtively from the south
hot and bothered from the blazing summer sun.
The wind of change...concealed it launches sudden storms
as clouds pile up across the sky, dark and towering,
lightning flashes, thunder drawls, torrential rain...

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