Long Effervesce Poems

ONCE  AGAIN 

Fanciful images play gentle on the minds of children young and old.
Anticipation becomes a forever word that compels dreams and expectations 
to struggle with and sometimes overwhelm impatient patience. 

Exotic perfumed scents...

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The word is most commonly used,
Mental agony and headaches with which it is diffused.

Starting from small kids to the old and aged,
Everyone complains of this as the root of unhappiness,
God knows eventually infants will possess...

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Hungered for a taste
  of your essenced elixir, 
drunken inhalations
   of your French poetry
a splendiferous whirl 
 of time & space 'tween
darkly scented moons
    and sun's adoration,
blithe starry nights...

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Dormant,
   I wake by the stream.
Past is the future of dreams.
I have been here before
Within this arctic wilderness, my core,
Silent as stone,
Lost and alone,
By myself
Once again.

Here now
   Before me, these tears
I...

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Ma Dame, I say to you
as it was written hundreds of years ago
by Francois de la Rochefoucauld,
"True love is like ghosts,
which everybody talks about
and few have ever seen."

And now this poem for you
in my own...

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A set of siblings was in an effervesce
Of blossoms and bubbles.

This world to each was a bundle of joy.
They laugh and played like two girls should.

Somewhat different, as each became older, they would be captivated...

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The colour emitting flowers blowing on the delicate bough 
The music of the chirping of birds floating in the air
 The nightingale’s eulogy of roses melting hearts tough 
The perfume of love illuminating minds and...

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Your suicide 
Wrests the act from the hand 
So that fire can envelop the bottle 
And skyward 
And bright
And living 
Technicolour dances in extremes.

We effervesce and burst 
We rise up and with a fury
A million...

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How beautiful are April, May and June.
All give enchantment as they come and go.
Each graces me by light of sun or moon.

Sun kisses earth so warmly with its glow.
Oh, April, May and June – their...

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froth breathes effervesce into daydreams, you caress - - -
i await silent lullabies,
fluently becoming myself as you become…
PERFECT

solaced by the strong of heart;
breathless from resonating 
echoes of impulse,
forever needing your fingertips
frilling down my barren nape-
the...

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in the bouquet of my muse’s garden
all poems are not created equal

some are written with broad panoramic strokes
others unveil inner secrets their bitter tears

some poems barely skim the ripples on the surface
while others dig down...

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Someone left a seed to grow
on barren fertile land. 
From seed to tree
for you and me
Its beauty our command.

Someone planted grape vines
along a broken fence.
Now our glasses bubble
with fragrant effervesce.

I see waves of rye and...

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O’ Mother!, take me back at last, receive
—(unclasped arms as vast as mine)—my embrace;
this longing, laughing love, the proof and grace
of my abiding for your shores.—I grieve 

the lasting loss that shear struck—do believe
my grave...

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I’ve sipped my tea then let it fester 
Now I search in vain for a wrigleys extra
The seminars over but I’m stuck to my seat
Preferring death to the “meet and greet”
 
Just how does ‘one’...

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Development laps at emaciated canvas
Exponential images whisper a thousand words
Chemical dip shifts generic into candid
Graphic effigy given vigour by a brief submerge


Slippery minutes expand sqare memoir
Retrieved from squalid pool, jumped illustrious
Pregnant with wisdom from an...

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