Long Flume Poems

Enveloped in the essence of twilight's hue,
Where dreams collide and realities seem askew.
Let me take you on a flight,
where words dance and emotions ignite.
In the machinations of current climate, 
of decency in sunset's deplete.
Scoffers of...

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Overdosing (rather binge reading) thesaurus...

Imagine if ye will
earlier one blustery February sixteenth
two thousand twenty one,
yours truly experienced atypical thrill
perusing pages of heavily laden word book
marking where I leave off reading
courtesy no frills inked quill
(sold to...

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An almost stillness came about
as she strode into my door,
like breath itself refused to move,
fearful of touching her mysterious beauty

But her obsidian eyes betrayed her. 

Sharp and gleaming,
with a silver sheen
she looked at me, 
and...

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breast cancer runs rampant within me late mother side
whar moost every female diagnosed with emotional ride
into the depths of despair where metastatic cells pried
their way into the appendages whar din o suckling provide
did initial sustenance...

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In a winter chorus, autumn’s rouge and sallow shed.
Their shuffle settles loamy dregs of timber lords.
As they await the hurling puff to haply brush the forest floor,
of what to grace their lot, they’ve lack. No...

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Beatrice:  Tu miri a la funestia de l'austeria 
                    commistion de l'invidia e d'acerbe
 ...

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After most recent shower,
and particularly washing hair
(then shaking head
analogous to sopping wet dog
drying her/himself after a bath),
I immediately said helloo
to Long lasting fragrance Suave
essentials Daily Clarifying
Deep cleansing Shampoo,
which permeated mine scalp
facilitating healthy follicles.

More so frothy...

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Takes a gallon of coffee to wake him,
But it’s sweet when his axe hits the spot,
While the mist slips away from the mountain,
And the day hardens dusty and hot.
He contends with the bothersome thicket,
Stays alert...

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This gypsy soul is on the road
It leaves castles far behind
It abandons ghostly mist
which sabotages the caravan of life.
It passes along the mountainside
by golden hay fields where daises bloom
By streams of waters which sweep
all...

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So this is what they call anomie?
A grayness,
A blank,
All things devoid of beauty?
When the eternal arms,
Have left me to my own devices,
To toil in deaden land
To paint futile pictures?

I’m wading through waves, through fires
Surely to...

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This gypsy soul is on the road
It leaves castles far behind
It abandons ghostly mist
which sabotages the caravan of life
It passes along the mountainside
 by golden hay fields where daises bloom
by stream  of waters which...

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You Dream
You dream me a dream.
You and I careen,
wide-eyed and screaming 
wild cries, clutching the sides
of our Thunder Mountain cart
on its rickety wooden rails
that fail
and we swoosh--like a flume
into a silent lagoon of silver water,
our...

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"What does light have to do with darkness!?...."
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Like mixing champagne miscreants

Within a simile laced frosted glass

Of crystalline stones mingling these

Crowned guises....

Fatidities of peremptory phantasms

Oracular silhouettes of the predisposed?!

Rising in unison unto a collective toast

Toward deceptives...

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Eggs, candies, bunnies, pastels, decors, chocolates,
Brunches, desserts, and white lilies with ice droplets;
Wearing clothes, church-going, wish parading, dining,
Doesn't Easter seem like newer events designing...?

With hullabaloo of festive fun and frolic,
The day dawns and goes down...

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It was an insanely barbaric act, from the enemies shrewd heart
They came here to dismantle our souls apart

The two dark planes, hit hard, as it penetrated our lifeless skies of blue space
Leaving many without family,...

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We never meant 
to say sorry
it was more of a smoke filled
tiring of breathless gills

The morning wakes us all
all too soon
cats on tables
and cigarettes without a flume

Time tells
all of us will die
hard to be black...

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The log flume

The door is always open for young hopefuls like you
An idea of paradise with cocktails and a house with a view 
A Garden of Eden with oranges and apples growing are just a...

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We were young, we were young
 Forgiving and forgetting
 Through all the worst circumstances
 The purity of our hearts
 Sparked the union of beings
 But we were young
 We watched ignited flumes die
 A flume...

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pursuing the moon with a spark of bleached light

a pendant ride along flume marks the sky for time

the roar of a constant flight warns down the line

a serpent's path in a fly by night, tightly...

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True friendship must be cultivated.
Same as the furrows of the spring,
For it requires dedication, much debated,
And a touch of nurturing.

Some may panic at its scarceness.
Not knowing what the harvest brings,
But those with fortitude and patience
Will...

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i jump to meet my mark,
it is met with arms out wide,
nothing, yet i expect a spark
so in little black book i confide.

what i ask of the masses, alot
admittedly ashamed i am not
to think, rejoice,...

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Beauty Surrounds
WLM
Wildncrazy555
June 27, 2011


See the wonders of the world
As they pass to us unfurled
Such an amazing light
Sun shining so bright
Flying on the wing
Hear the birds sing
The grass so green
Such a sight has you ever seen
The...

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I sit here poised and ready, slip the thong off of my gun;
I saw him when he walked in, No good son of a gun;

Half the men here recognize him, when he strode through the...

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Rain Begins Again
WLM
Wildncrazy555
June 28, 2011

Dizzy Lizzy sitting in the rain
Waiting for it to sustain
Hear the thunder rolling
The giant in the sky is bowling
The rain is so cool
As the mourning jewel
The birds in the trees
Feeling the...

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SECOND TIME AROUND
Somewhere in the heat of night,
out of a dark and dismal gloom
she'd be there, but out of sight.

Thinking it's a beam of light,
her chariot, her witches broom,
somewhere in the heat of night

she could...

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