Long Earlobe Poems

The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble ingress of Petra,
saying with thrill, the Jin of your Jihad...

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I tore the page from its binder and ripped it to pieces, not wanting to be associated with the scribbles I had left on the sheet. To call that abomination 
'art' would be an insult...

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"It's all in the earlobe," I heard him say,
And I wondered where I went wrong.
For my ears were lobeless , and I was weak,
But this ear full of lobe man was strong.
As I eagerly listened...

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I ponder within my mind in kind like the image that I have envisaged                     ...

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So
 Row row row your boat gently down the  stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily life Is but a dream... So
Have you ever felt this theme a dream
soaring beyond the skies the hue is blue mist...

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wind howling and silent whistling as if a lover whispering softly in the prince's ears 
as he stares longing at the moon, his eyes glazing over as he sees the ghost of his 
bride ...

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"write, right?"


it was wrote
it is written:

it will be alright

as i
look 
down 

down 
at my feet
but have to think
as if i'm Wittgenstein

those really are my feet, right?

but
even
if they 
are or aren't
i can at least say not...

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Behind your earlobe there was a birthmark that had the shape of palestine 
But they taught you in there that it was called israel 
In the hearth of your chest lied a heart full of...

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'Hey J-Dog..!' alpha squad's boss, a real character, 
pointed an exaggerated finger at my chest..
Asked him 'yeah, what?' 
'Your shinin'...' - Looked down to see, 
a bright red envelope pokin' out my breast pocket. 

Goin'...

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Have you ever had a major itch
Deep inside your brain
Where your whole face does a Chubby Checkers twist
Driving you erratically down crazy lane

You need to find that special something 
To cram far enough up your...

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It was a sultry summer day,
The air lay thick and still.
The leaves hung flaccid on the trees,
As if slumbering in a deep sleep.

No birds were to be heard
For they were hiding from the heat.
The awful...

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~ kisses, kisses, kisses... endless kisses ~ 

Sensuous kisses are those many sweet and kind thoughts of you that I have very oft. 
Intrigued Kisses are my eyes, at first glance of you, shining ever...

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~~Blue Lilies~~
Did you see the blue lilies bloom?
Where we made it out first
Embracing each other’s nudity
Making love each time you met my eyes

I wonder! Did you feel it!
My kiss on your earlobe
While playing it with...

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Not that Type of Lover, 2012
V. Ortiz Vazquez

I am not that type of lover
You know, the one who softly caresses you with her gentle touch
Take you places by whispering sweet words into your earlobe
Out of...

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UNSUPPORTED CODE Did You Notice?

Was the fluttering on your cheek the light brush of my lips
Was that soft touch on your hair the back of my fingers
Was that my aroma on the breeze that tickled...

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20th February 1888, he left as snow fell in Paris,
seeking warmth, bright light and colour.
Provence beckoned, Arles awaited.
Cold welcome soon turned warm, Vincent keen to explore,
keen to advance painting style,
bold colours, dynamic brush strokes.
May day...

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His Velvet  voice
Rusty growl
Gentle pauses caress the veiled swell
             Her secret beneath a tailored vest
Radiant  warmth spreads
    ...

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Every night, while I watch,
she stacks the dirty dinner plates:
carefully, habitually,
with the grace of a woman
who has learned to love herself.

Intentionally, methodically,
cleaning dishes at the sink,
she is at her most beautiful.  
This is her...

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She pleaded to me with a blushed body,
ready readily for the holiday my maintinance could muster for her pink engine,
the electricity my overtime bedtime love ryhme induces, innerbody outerbody attention,
my woman pled and I fed,...

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six am and darkness still prevails
her casual morning disheveled shuffle to the coffee
still beautiful to me
and so entranced i loose myself in thought
come up behind her in the mirror
and brush my lips along her neck
she...

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From my balcony, i assume the morning dew, 
The beauty of the rising sun, the chirping if the morning birds, bad is all i feel. 
Befriending tears, as if they gonna save me, 
I sing...

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His life came to a ruinous end
Plummeted into insanity
The red-bearded painter 
With his self-hatred, despair and desperation for understanding
He drank yellow paint thinking it would make him happy 
Locked up in a mental asylum that...

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Billions of stars,
But I choose the Sun.

Ignoring all the noises
And all the pollution.
I'll live with him,
As long as, he's mine.
Even if he's not,
I'll stay with him,
As long as, he's alive.
(On his eyelashes, on the cut...

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Sweat trickles down my bare back.
It tickles as it wetly trails
To the base of my spine.
My hips sway, 
My shoulders dip and roll
In rythmic undulations
In time with the vibrations
That have suddenly become, 
My only awareness.
A delighted smile...

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A bum rap the disheveled prisoner claims
Clamoring about in his padded cell
Unable to recall the women he maims,
He made their lives a living hell.
Lumbering about like a trapped animal
Rattling the bars, he shouts for a...

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