Long Fluffs Poems

DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's shopping
His hands numb from clutching load-packed plastic bags during the...

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After a short illness keeping me off Soup, and a 50-year refrain from Prose Poetry, I was inspired by a Thomas Merton talk about Rilke to find the courage for this form again.

Shoe Dreams

Is there...

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Nature’s Single Dad:
The Australian Emu :
The first 55 days

Emund is busy
preparing his
dance-floor for
partners who’ll put
him to the test. 
His pedigree line
has proven with time

that it is now his
turn, to be best.
He hears them emerge
from the...

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Winter sestina								
on summer nights she cupped love in her heart
tasted the honey of a gentle kiss
and the heat of an exotic garden,
she roamed in a rabble of wild colours, with rows of chillies 
red hot...

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The faerie girl had been warned of Master’s temper more than once,
	But she had seen a glimmer of a smile, and she liked the way he looked at her.
		She decided to try, for she knew...

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Don Coto's..

 face smiles no more
 Only in memory
 Paving the way for others
 with dreams and aspirations
 Arriving at these shores 
 To prosper achieving those dreams
 And hopes that our forefather set
 So...

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Written: June 18, 2023
 
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With each blow, I built my fortress strong.
Built walls to avoid battling going wrong. 
But within those walls, my torment grew.
A molten fire, consuming all I knew.

In life's menagerie, I wandered free,
A...

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Just like a germinating node,
so are the childishly preened pudenda load.
Ecstasy in fluffs of dew are bestowed
as croissants for neonate are getting bold.
 
Silky gazelle of a nymphet endowed with
sacra enshrouded in rotund paunch.
Void of...

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Dreams come clearly as I lie in my bed,
thinking of the creatures alive below me.
I cautiously draw up the comforter edge.
Beneath the mattress,
beneath the sheets,
beneath the platform,
I see them and withdraw quickly.
They are there!
The demons,
the...

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The wind exhales then breathes in deep
It swallows the leaves as the willow weeps
Swimming in all Her earthly sounds
No longer green, leaves touch the ground
The limbs are never completely bare
Like old man oak is losing...

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Wisdom dances from the edges
Of my amber, gilded feathers
Strength echoes through fluffs
Of warmly caressing breaths
Pouring forth from my tones
Trust, truth and tendencies
Toward a destiny of insight
Visions of all that is mystery
Whispering through the mist
Across peaks...

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From onset of puberty
on through my early twenties
I had frequent flyer dreams.

Like learning to ride a bike,
I was nocturnally certain
just the right balance of body focus and mind flexibility
would lead to inevitable lift-off.

Perhaps it was...

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across the angry sea of wild
sings this lost demented child
his whiplash stings with mighty blows
top and bottom and way down below

trapped inside it`s wrathful jaw
the bitter wind is too great to ignore
an arctic blast from...

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When night’s ebony is vanquished,
the pre-dawn turns slowly into peach.
Peach becomes persimmon and pink
as scarlet starts to streak the sky..
As I breathe the snowy whiteness of the clouds,
the sun shyly peeks out from behind them.
Suddenly...

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He speaks of the weather, of family and friends...
anything to fill the spaces, and I wear his
words like my favorite sweater-
but not all spaces need filled with words.

The gaps are welcome, as I listen to...

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i thank you God for: a most amazing imagination
     By Dane Smith_Johnsen in the style of ee cummings

dearest and most loving God, thank i you for most an amazing 
imagination: for...

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Alabaster snowflakes scattered over
Brindled patches of frozen forest floor
Cover Autumn's fragmented tapestry.
December fluffs up Winter's white duvet,
Eager to embrace the bitter cold and
Fierce winds, snug in a thick blanket of snow.
Gone are the crinkled crimson...

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There’s trouble in the forest
Where the wolf pups play

In between the trees
Down in the holes with the predator’s prey

Brews mischief mixed with magic
Brewing for days

Vindictive little fluffs hiding in their holes
Biding their time while pups...

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She floated down into the meadow quietly, silencing the air, by stilling it.
The surrounding oak trees smiled, recognizing her power, not fully
understanding her majesty, but appreciating it and loving her
capableness.

As she twirled her skirt, which...

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Upon the land,

   where growing life grows

   (quite unstoppable)

Such conviction to bloom 

   for the cool waters

   and seek the sun's solace....

In the sprouting neath the frozen...

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New years old wishes are
the dandelion fluffs of my life’s springtime.
I blew wistfully on a pappus; its many feathered seeds
wafted – weightless as whispers – in the wind.

To where they flew, I do not know.
Very...

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The dream of the fluffy fluffs
the little Cutts of the curly cotton crafts 

Blow a bit they will fly ...
Uncontrollably fly high out of sight 
Cringing the kite 

On the November's hectic moon ... 
They...

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Ivory flakes fluttering down, 
Turns the ground into white from brown, 
A soft blanket of silver snow, 
Kisses from heaven sent below;

It clothes the earth with milky mark, 
Has that extra glittering spark, 
God rains...

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The constant blatant bluff of city sparrows 
Hardened to the streets of swift survival 
Greeting every morning as if it were their last 
For every morsel found another rival 
Fluttering and muttering of other broken...

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