Long Corolla Poems

2/23/18


On me you'd tittle tattle
Too often you told me fiddle-faddle
Now you're beginning to unravel
Can't even handle
Your own battle
And are being used an example
For what happens when you pull a scandal


You told me claptrap
It's time I...

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Mr. Spider is an ugly looking creature. He has a hairy face and arms. However, the hairs on the top of his head are somewhat thinner than those on his face, and scattered all over...

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Between grains of ancient fine sand
desert roses hidden from sight—
Colourful, exquisitely fanned.
They formed in darkness; pressure shaped.
Each perfect corolla agape
in floral whorl of sharp crescents;
fluorescent and phosphorescent.   
 
Against injustices they railed—
within shed...

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One day, watching a reddened evening sky 
over the western horizon, it’s peculiar though, 
a thought that is so preposterous suddenly came to my mind
and that was the earth is not revolving. Is it because...

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Second Quiz with even broader hints for blind poets

The Princess Anna stood
   arms half-akimbo
   at the scrawny edge of the receding bank
her Polonaise pollarded down
   to her exposed tarsus...

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In the veil of twilight where shadows stretch,
A gentle undulation hides unknown truths,
Nestled in a silent celestial cloak,
A universal whisper, a boundless mystery.
Ethereal hues spill and slide gracefully,
Floating through the night's vault of felicity,
On a...

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What is the taste of happiness, ask the trees rooted in tale,
And the wind brings on southern wings answers hidden in crests.
Is it sweet, like golden apples from immortal orchards,
Or bitter, like the wine from...

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In your absence, a ragged purple dusk stretches over the soul,
And is petrified, reliving at the frozen window of a heart invaded by silence,
I close my eyes, and the air becomes the cold silk of...

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Hard bud felt so and slightly slippery,
As I lovingly palmed it along,
 firm tether it had to the stem not letting it budge,
The day and after and  days later,
It felt softer with innards growing...

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From the void of dispersions, the breath of my path was stolen without a whisper,
As if I were not worthy of any confession or even a drop of grace.
Just as an unseen step over leaves...

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Waking up on winter mornings – the birth spasm reenacted
Time to head out in a world of pain and cold
Have to harness up the troika, don my bashlyk hood and jacket
And see my shadowy comrades...

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Before trust,she lives with love, 
Up above feelings,her voice builds inspiring sentiments. 
Looking up to the skies,her face is drawn on the clouds above the horizons. 
I guess you don't have core-knowledge of this person?
I'm...

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A seed carried by the wind, because it is spring,
thrusts out her tiny face from the soil where 
she has landed in one moonless chilling night.
Her cherished desire had been buried 
under the frozen hard...

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Spaceward: genesis, obedience, fathomless: universe.
In Cerulean: lambent, sullen, discernible: Close ignite.
With harmony: hypaethral, skyward, aether: womb hiccups 
Whelm time: serenade, stardust, drizzles: diamond dust,
Overall trends: extinguish, slumber, wonder: celestial hymn,
By extolling: Argyle, twinkle, soothing: ...

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Coffee bean scent still fills the air

with each new sunrise in our log cabin

My arms around me embrace the winds of winters gone.

Every sky-night the glass-pane  glows in silent mist

Lunar limbs stream through bedroom...

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It has been said you are all just bricks in the wall -
confined and coffined in concrete, your moments
magnified in mortar, souls stone-stippled.

But listen: you are as flowers, individuals efflorescing -
shy eyes of violets, fragile...

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Coffee bean scent still fills the air

with each new sunrise in our log cabin

My arms around me embrace the winds of winters gone

Every sky-night the glass -pane glows in silent mist

Lunar limbs stream through bedroom...

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Inside a bar in my town
I drown brown sorrows, swilling beer after beer
Feeling tall in my gaunt gown as I play the clown
Wishing I could wipe away her memory into a low gear 

Which in...

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Coffee bean scent still fills the air
with each new sunrise in our log cabin.
My arms around me embrace  the winds  of winters gone
On every sky-night  glass-panes glow in silent mist
Lunar limbs stream...

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Coffee bean scent still fills the air
with each new sunrise in our log cabin
My arms around me
embrace the winds of Winter gone
Every sky-night windowpanes glow 
in silent mist
Lunar limbs stream through bedroom blinds
reflecting shadows on...

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It's the desire to do better with a fresh lead
and with success on mind, not thinking of failure:
I find that doorway to escape and dream,
but remaining anonymous is no adventure.


Without impromptu or consciousness,
I wake up...

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I was waiting still
Wandering, dreaming
in the frozen tundra, communing 
with echoes of unformed shadows
each season, I swore that this
Silviah will surely come someday

As angels share dreams
so are our tendrils twined
each node, an inch to sunlight
What...

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kindney stone children out from god
  passing through blood and blindfolded 
angels.

Passing on the left with turn signals
flashing from different angles..

 now im pretty sure there is a proverb
 in the headlights of a...

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Road Rager Gnome

There I was a going home,
4pm traffic going flowing,
driving me little Corolla, going,
when I saw this fool Road Rager ,

he seemed to lunge his car at me ,
and stop just short deliberately,
to try...

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Dashing out my front yard
The sun is already high
On the boulevard
Today seems to be my longest ride
I just went bump
Off the nearest speed hump
The to my surprise
A green Toyota Corolla stopped next to me
The driver...

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