Long Featherbed Poems

A Trite Nihilistic Occasion   

This doodling Yankee 
(boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit 
fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence...

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This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence handily solving Finger hut issue, 
when...

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Whispering wings ~ feathers afloat,

   Molting and marvelous, magnanimous

      Wonders, alighting in familiar places.

      ~

Each feather remembers the warmth,

   The pear-shaped...

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I've been musing lately about things that really make a home complete.
One thing for sure - a happy home is one with laughter and love replete!
'Twill be a place with affectionate parents who dearly love...

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Don’t go walking in the forest where the trees have fingers
And the lions go aprowling and the moon hangs low
Don’t go skipping through the alleyways of strange dark shadows
Don’t you dawdle where it’s lonely. Oh...

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There's an island paradise located in the blue Atlantic.
No place on earth is quite as charming and romantic!
A shangri-la where beaches are pink and everyone smiles.
The place whereof I speak are the quaint Bermuda Isles!

There...

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My lover is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
     from the vineyard of En Gedi.

Song of Songs 1:14 NIV

he is vulnerable 
   with me.
he is charming, handsome —

...

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Inspired by a night time view over Dublin city from the Featherbed Mountains.



Standing on the edge of a forest overlooking a night time city,
Like a fallen galaxy trapped between the sea and mountains tall. 
Multi-coloured...

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It only hurts until you cry.
The slammed door quietens,
your baby eyes grow old,
in the dark, where no one sees
or cares.

"Life!" She said,
"You blink and it's still there,
waiting for your next move."

'Keep going!" Say’s the shopkeeper,
of...

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Ease is to your own ruin, 
to this fight at once, 
Life offers no escape, 
Fight you must. 
No candies or featherbed on your way,
No comfort or ease along your path, 
the dagger dangles over...

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You can hear the echo of days gone by, 
memories linger their silent refrain, 
as timeless love long ago still beckons; 
come follow me down to Featherbed Lane. 

Back to the place where our love...

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The blades of grass, a sea of green
They calm the day and set the scene
The world around me seems to slow
Sedately into grass I go

So in the grass, I lay my head
And daisies like a...

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A shadow falls across
the path he’s yet to walk;
like the one that follows;
torments, bedevils, then
all the lightness swallows.

A shadow falls across
his thoughts each day he wakes;
ebbed by evening’s booze,
which blow by blow spawns an
ever darkening...

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On the featherbed of my memories 
At your every sigh of vulnerability
And the smile indulgent 
With which you wooed me
Is tagged your name
Close to my heart.
Scattered over the turf of my life
And witness to our...

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I'm wondering how far down in this featherbed I can sink
Late December skies are changing from gray to pink

Heavy frost covers winter's lifeless ground
Roosters crowing - the only sound

Christmas is over and I had fun
Love...

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