Long Flameless Poems

Invitations to the Gala
issued by a grave impala
were highly sought out missives 
by the bold and the submissive 
Those omitted uttered curses
shook angry fists or heavy purses
Had they but known that
the price of  admission
was...

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Who will come to my rescue? I want to be saved
lost, alone trapped in a maze amazed I gaze
into the distance and you; are standing there still
Who are you anyway, I've always wondered
my muse, my...

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Kiss the sun, fly with the wind, 
to live is a fire raging within.
Be not some featherless bird
or to a fallen angel akin.
For all creation stands in awe
of a lovers gaze
when the onlookers around them...

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I spun a dream, and bedded down
in cradles of tomorrow.
I never heard the silent sounds
of that approaching sorrow.

I knew that trials would come
but pledged I would be brave 
you and I were both so young
with...

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Will you be my knight
Riding with your sword raised high
Will you be the key
To unlock the chains that bound
Will you be the moon
In the dark and cloudless sky
Will you be the stitches
That mends this broken...

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This life is a silhouette of dancing flames,
A jelly of a million billion shapes, a fathomless illusion, a plotless sequel.
There is more to see for the blind and less to say for the wise.
This life...

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Beware the Fireworks of Joy

It’s 9:30am
It’s Saturday
The winds of time have changed
Smoke is obscuring the future
Of a nation of dreamers.
Nightfall is lost.
In a darkness of righteous rhetoric
Toothless dragons spewing flameless fire
Exhale the remains of previous...

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my holy darkness is my own
          as was, (wholly), all of yours
              ...

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I knew my father,

He was silence,

existent.., but yet, not so;

a still, quiet, emptiness,
like darkness, or mulling
the unknown.

Who were you?

I knew you as the emotion that silence sings,

as a soulful indifference,
to crown your prince,
a hollow king.

I...

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Muse

My rhyming words are lost in time
And my muse is nowhere to be found,
The emptiness echoes through my mind
Leaving shallow thoughts of silent sound.

My mind is trapped in a house of bones,
And the skeleton has...

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For a patch of happiness 
you rushed into the arms
of clouds. Only to fall back with tears.
The glazing authority of moon
hangs on the poverty of spiked wisdom. 
Betrayal is the norm of celestial thinking;
how can...

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To kiss your eyes with mine, my eyelids lift
And find emotions rise, in flickering trace
Warm and flameless fires smolder with their gift
To capture heartfelt needs from their embrace
We will sigh as our lover's eyes unite
To...

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I tell myself I do it for the birds.

They gather together
around flameless fires
feeding on warmth’s memory,
chattering amid the blowing leaves,
feathers puffed against the cold.

Their beauty undimmed by the
stark dark and light of barrenness
their songs no...

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She was the white horse of the Himalayas
Purity Smolder of flameless skies

Then, chains of conquest - 
A half-century of human Inhibition
The Neophyte's arrogance of consumption
Would Flounder to stain and slay the wind

Her Dolorous pinnacle lies,...

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The Scent of Water


The air is dry, bone-dust dry,
carrying the odor of despair,
shimmering in its pseudo sky
dreams of what was never there.

Eyes, dry-crusted, cannot discern,
delusion seems the kinder fate
when all is lost in flameless burn
the...

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under the veneer of civility, with vindictive spite, 
               it smolders smokeless;

         ...

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He smells wood smoke in the air.
It is autumn, and the smolder
of inert sap fills every nose,
ignites flameless fires in shrinking roots.

Now he buries that nose
in a pile of russet and gold-flecked leaf,
a squirrel scolds...

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On my front deck, he comes at night.

It kills me to watch homeless, shivering cats.

What do they eat, whence do  they drink?

When rough winds blow, where do they sleep?

My cat looks at him with her...

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Autumn, and the smolder
of inert sap fills every nose,
ignites flameless fires.

He buries his nose
in a pile of russet and gold-flecked leaf,
a squirrel scolds him from a high branch
but he’s a sniff-happy hound
and does not care.

The...

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Drifting away...
Ageless
Careless
Weightless
Worriless 

Hopeful
Colorful
Playful
Dreamful 
Just drifting away...

No secrets
No fears
No tears
No pain
Drifting away...

Just a seed
In the air
In rainbows
Flying with hummingbirds
To our secret place

No human knows
Kites are lonely too
Strings do break loose
From shoreless blue
To drift away...

Rain that never...

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