Long Faun Poems

Pardon any absent adulation, bequeathed capitulation, devoted dedication, indiscretion, blabbering peroration, improper salutation or any unintended vexation if this unknown earthling sent a nearly identical message. He over-looked a small number of errors and hoped...

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Moon 
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Once night Gretta Foster sat in the backyard, 
building a rocket ship that ought to take her a-far, 
she had been working day and night - tirelessly, 
hammering, programming, all so...

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The Palace Guardiennes were the sultan’s delight,
resplendent in their tight uniforms
of scarlet and magenta silks,
embroidered with golden flowers,
with sterling silver scimitars in
ruby studded scabbards
hanging off lovely hips,
and boots and belts of finest faun-skin
and helmets topped...

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It was 15 billion years ago, a nothing but green paradise you could see, no matter where you walked. A beautiful landscape without a name, no noice, no pollution, not anything but the big blue...

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Dear Jane;

My dear sweet animal…We have been left astray. for the strings of mankind torment me so, in my sparrows rusted birdcage.

It may have only been moments that we shared, but that’s more than enough...

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Twas winter when I fell alone,
one drop from hurting skies;
That showed all the hurt and pain,
deep within the core of eyes.

The Raven flew and let a call,
the trees knarled and scard;
A sad and mourning cry...

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Oh! - Answered he, who is the sculptor of the forest's soul,
-	I've lived in the songs and myths,  in the hair
Of maidens who romanced me, and in my own nightmare.
There is an ellipsis right...

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Next I will place baby saplings 
with very special care, do magic breath blowgun landscaping like it was a dartboard 
or canvas that once was bare.

Family Tree
I will bless it with new family members, 
to...

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A lovely oaken doorway
in an old creaky shop;
I stepped through one day
and saw a bunny hop.

A sleeping faun
lay upon a rock,
in hours, predawn
he wore a red frock.

By his side lay golden panpipes;
the daisies had lulled...

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Racing, racing, racing…
Begins when the covers engulf me
In the lunar blackness
Where small sounds groan
Oh I’ve bested you, my friend!
Wait, that argument was four days ago
Fear, is death
For he who fails to
Act on ambition
Out of fear,...

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My heavenly vision I prayed would last,
Though reality appears in small quick blasts.

Tears now flow in flocks and droves,
This is how the sorrow shows.

Heavy now it weighs within,
With true-life thoughts depressed again.

What happened to my...

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The semblance of existence remains in the worth of our lives,
In the structure of what grows within;
Yet the good of all mankind is measured by its worth 
And not by the makeup of those lives;
Still...

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Do you remember growing up in a broken home
A neon past where depression roams
Where happiness is nothing more but whispers in the storm
and your sapphire eyes couldn't pierce my weakest form.

Do you remember a thousand...

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I heard it from a woodland fairy
That whispered it so sweet and airy
A silly tale about a faun
That hides himself from early dawn
Until the time twilight appears
And takes away all his fears
So he may scurry...

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The day Lucy found the wardrobe
Was the day her adventure began
Tumus the faun befriended her fast
The Pevensie’s escape from air raids
Lead them into the magical world of Narnia

C.S. Lewis published six adventure stories
From 1950 to...

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"And if my private universe scans right, // So does the verse of galaxies divine ..." - from the poem "Pale Fire" by Vladimir Nabokov.

In Wonderland, with Alice I would walk
and speak with Cheshire Cats...

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In shortness of breath 
he heaves thundering hooves
over gravel road and through thorny brush
In terrors madness he dashed
as elves lie in still and
fae giggled from imaginary hideouts
down into the meadow he dashed,
the gripping thud of...

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Awakened by a devil's pawn
Her drunk lips fumbled like that of faun
Arguing her case of insanity
What was said brought upon a sickness inside of me
Cursed it all and left her where she drowned
In resentment, her...

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Of ancient shrines

Of Ancient shrines rise Prometheus 
where buttressed walls crumble in the minds eye 
we take our dance of cosmic chance 

Colder shades then open seas in praise of life we seek 
we leave...

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Lord, how I love my sinner man, my Satyr.

My copper skin sinner man with the hard body of Zeus.

My teacher of debauchery.

My leader into a life of hedonism, I am his nymph.

Heavens knows I tried...

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Stiff and strong, crucified,
Standing through the solid farm
Being exhibited as the protrusion in ground.

Hey you nightly spots…..
Who are you afraid of, an old ogre….?!
Oh … a flaking scab under an earthy hat,
Or a pair of...

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The distant brass haystacks tune on shorn ground.
Vanilla fence posts chime in saffron sun.
Adjacent jonquils trumpet lemon sound
as amber goldenrod and china mums 
in stil de grain complete a trio 'round
high jasmine shrubs, which in...

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1 by 1 the day is gone

Like a faun I turn to run into the thicket of ambiguity

Caught in a tidal-wave of hit & misses

Drunk with longing; drowning in the aftershave

Reaching for a hand to...

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Where is my muse when I need her?
Now, she is gone & I cannot write.
She must be dancing in the moonlight.
Playing with the dryads & a faun.
I ignored her & now she is gone.
She wears...

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