Long Exfoliate Poems

Lucubrations fuels ebullience

Unsolicited, revered, and praised
potential literary fete,
(yes a bit hyperbolic),
sans mine posted poems that perambulate
such feedback, whither donning trumped
("FAKE") facade, Oriel sincere

twittering, nonetheless tis great
for an ego striving to maintain
hum bull modesty, yet I...

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Unsolicited, revered, and praised
potential literary fete,
(yes a bit hyperbolic),
sans mine posted poems that perambulate
such feedback, whither donning trumped
("FAKE") facade, Oriel sincere

twittering, nonetheless tis great
for an ego striving to maintain
hum bull modesty, yet I hate
to be...

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(Dedication: For Regina Riddle)
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Tree caterpillar crawling
Strong windy debris;
Blown over the bough

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Violet blossoms
Vine decorations dancing;
Sun and breeze move

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Joy wears a face:
Your smiles highlight;
Dazzle of morning

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Hasty scribblings
Poetry in motion;
Grassy blooms unnoticed

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Rose garden memories
Touch of rapture;
Thorny issues exfoliate

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Sweet...

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What you feed will surely grow
Take it from someone who truly knows

Too bad you can’t exfoliate your insides with some microdermabrasion
That kills all your pride
Stripping away the degenerate mindset that so often tries to hide
Too...

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Hence, I plunge into imagination to encumber suffering,
Athwart are the horizons wider than my pride,
I, one but three, such a symbolic trope, the Trinity,
A gorgeous exaltation gorged into voracity, itself.

The good is near me! The...

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Obviated by passion
I could as much apply each person 
Exfoliate my heart.
Such tormented fragments 
Seeking reconciliation therein, 
Where all refrains come subject to warm
And, as my oath prescribes, I first
Must “do no harm”
Each valiant doll’s...

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The Paint Movers.

The old boat sits in the dry dock. Layers of shabby paint covering the vessel. The boat wears a mask of magnanimity, like a woman about to apply a mud pack.

The old boat...

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Prayer to Carry Me


Lord, help me to exfoliate 
From the skins within sin
Rid me of my sins 
And give them to the dead sea
Without you, I’m not the same me
I’m someone different, but not so...

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No reason to concoct clever and corrupt schemes to make me see you.
I watch you anyway.
Do not go to extremes that exfoliate the energy that you conceive.
I already believe in you.
Please, do not plot panic...

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Down The Plughole                                ...

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Age 10 slough. Age twenty slough.
Age thirty slough.
Age forty and fifty slough
and so on.
Age sixty was a mighty shedding,
the polished scales
rattling in the very teeth of death.

Wriggling skins, some actual skins,
much metaphorical molt,
ephemeral epithelial layers...

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i want you to know,

my body is your blank canvas 
paint me with the manicured strokes of your brush,
bathe me in the lipstick red of your infinite touch 
exfoliate my highly charged tactile robe of flesh

hold me!

my...

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The effervescent glow my smitten eyes ingratiate
The duplicitous shadow your intentions obfuscate

The sparkling twinkle my collateral dreams exfoliate
The superficial glare my residual doubts accentuate

A momentary blink doth my pensive libido inflate
Subsequent roll of your eyes,...

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I am always calling,
But never too loudly.
I may find you among winds,
Blotting out the sighs
Of the fearful,
But never may you know
The concept of what is endured
Through chemistry. Through
Dimensions among the drops
Between blood trails,
I exfoliate among...

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Autumn afterglow 





Amazed at autumn's splendour
maple leaves rest in grandeur,
It's a stunning morning twilight 
compliments the garden vividly bright, 
Yellow and brown, winds sway
Crushing sound of crispy walkway,
I sit on bench after brisk walk
as friends...

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Should I buy you a novel perfume?
Woody and mysteriously macho
Then choke on its lingering fumes
Ceaselessly, my sneezes will echo

Should I bake you a cake?
Recipe? Sugar, flour, vanilla, raisins?
My weary head starts to ache
Pondering on the...

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