Long Exhaust fumes Poems

Someone who knows
Said You were an old ancient Tree,
But at the time, it didn’t really matter, 
Or seem important to me.
I knew You only for a very short time 
and just a little…
You see.
Your transparent...

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Sunday morning early, five a.m to be
precise, my mind awakes, then gently succours
the body to arise from one’s mundane sleep. I
then transfer to Britain via 1ZB, listening
to the English football commentary, it’s worth
the lack of...

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Watching her board bathed in fog at the station
Spectacles slide down the bridge of his nose
Usually a blur, not in this situation
Smudges can’t hide every beauty she shows

Lugging a satchel in high heels and cotton
In...

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She sat outside the coffee shop elbows 
propped up on a small circular blue metal table 
with a frosted glass top, starring intently 
at morning traffic and passersby. 
A partially eaten pastry on a paper...

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Lyrics are sung to the music of 
David Bowie’s “Panic in Detroit”


                       ...

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Unquotable quotes – XII

To catch a monkey, you need a young coconut with three holes for eyes ; bore a hole in one and wait : the monkey will thrust its hand in to grab...

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another sunny day has come and will go away this is how my day began.sitting in the sun on 
the front porch of "kathy's hair salon"basking in the sun and being chocked by the clouds...

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Exhaust fumes and flower blooms
Acrid smells, gentler scents
& pungent decay
Hot molten gold flows out of a clear 
blue sky
Cars rumble down streets made into 
alleys through the trees that tower
over them like Eiffel
Or Freedom
With the...

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Contamination of the mind, body, and soul has been a conspiracy of the dark side since before time began.
As ministers of malice and engineers of evil, they inject fear into the multitude and enslave so...

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IF ever I had a country : LII - LIII

" How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed...

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The sun casting
a honey glaze
over the landscape
caressing the cool morning
hues of blue
to brilliant greens
deep and rich in tone


A scent of earthy musk
filling my lungs - 
my chest heaving for
the pleasing effects
that grace such beauty
this mid-August...

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And the colored girls sing  (A tribute to Lou Reed)
 

“Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets”

Dragging the soul of a contender
who painted crooked lines and dotted futures
Spinning lies on the edges of...

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Mama ate her collard greens with raw onions, pinching a 
morsel of greens with sweet cornbread, as juicy pork 
neckbones lay naked of meat. 

The sweetness of life, like sweet Kool Aid fills our tummies,
while...

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There are these small grassy islands 
in-between the sectional lots of cars;
you would presume that nesting geese 
would select these spaces
above all other less green choices,
but in the mall parking area
where acres of concrete march
toward...

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Pathological spit-steroid addict,
blame-shifting weightlifting fanatic
Decathlon cracked lip truth ... 
Jumping over another 
	high      cloudy crystal
	methane alibi 
aloof sprint hurdle 
Twisted twin-lip discus throw 
on a poppy milk turbo fan blow
Veracity...

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Lost in Youth

Rainbows in the clouds, walking on  railroad tracks , locomotives up close 
Kickball games , I am left footed, spooky reflections in a mirror, running naked 
Wooden desks and chairs, kids in...

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EARLY MORNING IN THE COUNTRY

			The smell of fresh brewed coffee
			The sound of bacon slowly sizzling in the pan
			And the heady aroma it creates
			Homemade biscuits in the oven
			Sending the scent of their baking
			Into the far corners...

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RECIPE: “Poulet Roti” French Style – Le Chant Royal (Instalment 3)

(Note: Rhyme scheme of “Le Chant Royal” where capital “E“stands for refrain, thus – Stanza: ababccddedE, Envoi: ddedE) 

STANZA  II

Cut the hot-water supply, make...

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City Girl-Country Girl

I swore I would never live in a small town.
I wanted noise, people and the 
roar of the crowd.
Crowded restaurants, highways,
Exhaust fumes galore.
Sounds of police cars all over
town.
Lounges, theaters and 24 hour
anything!
Those bright lights,...

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I'm awakened by the scream of steam
from a spicy coffee-scented dream.
Sleep can't ignore that piercing sound,
nor the scent of fragrant beans fresh ground.

Knowing that the day's schedule is tight,
I head for work while traffic's still...

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Curbside are snapshots of revelation
they invoice the passing 
as stations upon a cross, or rosary beads
from the corners of hard driven eyes.
We count the faces of onlookers like cars
for they count us not,
or may enter...

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The wind is too frail to carry across oceans 
the echoes of distant bells, 

too wayward to traverse the wild plains 
to deliver wolves’ howls 
and the hoots of owls, 

too headstrong not to tussle...

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WHO IS YOUR NEIGHBOR

Forty feet high and circumference of six feet, my neighbor is a massive Saguaro cactus 
It can be a source of sorrow or safety to wild creatures running in blackness 

Probably hundred...

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I was long beyond expiration date
When you plucked me off the shelf
You must have seen something in me
Not apparent to everyone else 

I was running on exhaust fumes
Way beyond the fail-safe zone 
Thinking chances of redemption 
Passed me by...

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City lights making it as bright as day,
City lights hiding all but the brightest stars,
Ugly stores crowding the streets, 
The ground paved with tar,
No birds can be heard singing above the noise of traffic,
Bigger,
Bigger we...

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