Long Flamingoes Poems

My twilight Dream Catcher.

Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings.
The waves roll in as the blue whale sings.
As empty moonbeams fade,
In the cosmos evenly laid.
Layers of complexity.
Clouds meandering are a formality.
A tonic of love, a...

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What is your temperature?
The doctor asked
During an ordinary visit.
I left the examining room
And walked through 
My palace
Skin and hair
Nails and tissue,
75 years of growth.
Ivy wild 
as a Venus flytrap
Snaring an insect.
Tendrils curl and cover
Cages of...

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Atacama, Eden of winds,
flower of abandoned rocks and of sapleter,
homestead of flamingoes and geysers,
and above all ,
below an azure sky,
mountains are carrying on their tops 
ice of the past.

Old villages tell us their stories,
Toconce, Toconao,...

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Washday at the Zoo

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On a pale July winter
I danced with the last Princess
In the middle of a sordid one room...
So long after sunset and so far from dawn
The smell of tomorrow burnt and tempting
I warmed my frozen fingers...

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Come 
with 
a 
smile, 
come 
with 
a 
wink
Come 
to 
the 
land 
of 
pink 
pink 
pink

Imagine 
yourself 
as 
a 
pale 
pink 
fairy
wearing 
an 
earring 
that's 
a 
pink 
clip-
on
And 
real 
pastel 
pink 
petals 
held 
in 
your 
pinkie...

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“what inspires you to write
such indiscriminate indiscretions
like that?” he speaks to himself 
and thinks 

not long 
without thinking,
unnaturally he feels,
something, so
 
he promptly writes 
it all down 
without a further
doo-diddley-day

there you go 
a muse 

the...

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May is warm, 
 energetic, enticing and embracing
 singing rhythmic rhyme, melancholic melodies of spring;
in a change of weather flowing on the wispy neck of winds
fall the rain drops, cold and heavy in their spin,
...

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Blinded by greed, we can no longer see,
The parched lake, and the withered tree,
Their eternal friendship meets a miserable end,
A painful saga of two best friends.

The story began eons ago,
Through heat, storms, rains and snow,
Stirred...

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The Desolated Greatness

                                ...

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WHAT DID YOU NOT SAY?

Such as velvet….
Violets…….
Heatedly 
Sweetly-----
Suave
Sometimes funny
The Easter bunny
But most all pleasant
Smooth
Smiley 
Wily
Witty
Surely she’s urban 
Far from the big city
My roof is caving in and she says, “honey, there’s always plaster” and makes...

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Anybody on this road we're on
Ain't nobody wants to be alone
Everybody's trying to make it home
To somebody
Sunflower, we're not in Kansas now
It's a new life down in Alabama
God gave us a little white house

Baby be...

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Not Every Day is Perfect

I took my pad to the park today. 
I wanted to find an idea for a book. 
I was blocked…you know… stuck. 

I walked outside, and looked up into the sky....

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A place in the sun...bright and shining from early morn.
Ebony tones everywhere..colorful garments
lend an air of festivity....hustle and bustle everywhere.
Streets...bands of steel meander through the city
tall buildings ...cast grotesque shadows along the roads
 as trees...

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Pending next droplet, drip mirror spherical 
         Rolls speedily down leaf spine, drops sluggish
         Earth splatter tsunami sends ants...

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Gondolla drifted high in azure,
sun setting for set,
in twilight,
I pored down,
with an uneasy frown,
the sight that caught me,
made me startle and had the excitement fought,
it was a feathery pink that appeared like blob,
in some shallow...

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INDIAN PIPE
(The Corpse Plant)


in the shadows
     in the shadows
          teardrop eyes

Like bagpipes they play, somber tunes of fear,
as doves do weep, as...

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reacclimating after the climatic gavel falls
after sunrise and sunset and flamingoes
   after wood, Rembrandts and aluminum
after prodigy, prodigal and guitar strings
      and chatter. after all what matters
is chroma-splash,...

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I woke up to my mother-in-law’s snoring noises loud and clear.
Come! I said to my husband. I swear that your mother is near.
Outside on our front lawn we saw a parked Airstream with windows wide.
I...

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          Meet me on the corner,
         I will sing a song for you,
     ...

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Flamingoes stand on one leg
If they are cold, it's said
They tuck one leg in their plume
Why not tuck both? there's room
If both legs were tucked in tight
The Flamingo would lose height
It would become a legless...

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Today gives me an ethernal hurting
of the raging night, my moon had crashed
on the wings of flamingoes

While saying farewell to crying winds of the
creek when waves slapping sideways on crazy
shores of silence, another watchman of...

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Today gives me an ethernal hurting
of the raging night, my moon had crashed
on the wings of flamingoes

While saying farewell to crying winds of the
creek when waves slapping sideways on crazy
shores of silence, another watchman of...

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Too beholden to water of life.
It hurts deliberately when you were thirsty.

You break the bread in reflective mood.
Who will climb the cross today ?

The sheen was wearing off the smug faces
Civil war was starting again.

The...

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Put off the lantern.
I am waiting for the moon’s 
primal face. The lesser flamingoes
were going to shed the pink color.

Nude as a python, the kiss
of pomegranates, kills by asphyxiation.
I suffer in the hands of protests.
The...

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