Long Founts Poems

I heard the dreadful Dryad's scream
As axe bit into woody flesh
The sap oozed out as scented cream
My veins stood out in rictal mesh

My wits all scrambled left me quick
My hands and face were full a-sweat
My...

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In time when night turned to dawn, I could see, 
It all appeared like sheer fantasy. 
Light-hearted, I put on my office hat, 
And hurriedly in my horse carriage sat 
To drive away myself to...

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-    -    -  Call her “Tempest”, for hers are eyes of storm.
-  Winds of passions held at bay, a torrent of tears uncried, 
-   ...

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My sister stopped to visit on her flight home from a tropic isle.
Are COVID mutants on last legs? (Most think their death’s long overdue!)
Trump’s naive crimes seem more passé though Putin dreams his lies are...

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My spiritual APATHY has 
            d r o w n   in the waters of a dead reverie,
my intense desperation has
washed up along...

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Parading through tangled vines, dense brush
Green fatigues twining with emerald canopy so lush
A humid vapor drifts overhead; perspiration founts gush
Under foot decaying leaves and rotting vegetation mush
The eerie stillness on all sides made my adrenaline...

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Great  are the follies of  haughty   man   through  the  times ,
Imposing  his  will   on  fellows,  changing  the climes,
Playing   god   for   some   silver  , acceding  to   greed. 

Always   striving ...

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Beneath long lashes, misty clad,
      Your limpid eyes are sometimes sad;
            They bring to mind a homeless waif
 ...

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Milk and honey are under your tongue.  Your teeth are like a flock of 
sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing.  Each has its twin, and none is 
alone.  Your voice...

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FOUNTAINS IN THE VALLEYS

I walked in the valley full of sin and shame
But did not admit it; others I would blame.
I saw many fountains in this valley wide,
Some I drank from freely and their taste...

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Rock-a-bye starlets where the Swan flies.
Like earthly Sun, your day will arise.
Bright shall you reign, before your light dies.
So shine in your cradle high in the skies.

Cygnus OB2, the place you dwell
cozily clustered in cloudy...

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Talk to me about birds trying to reach the fruits of the sky.
Talk to me about trees moving towards seasons' colors,
Seeding the wind, green leafs gnarled falling on founts of the earth.
Talk to me about...

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IF     ONLY     RAIN     WOULD  

I   always desired  Rain - but this girl needed   freedom  light as...

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As I sit once more in this chair,
trying to fit word to page in some nice way,
inspiration seems, this evening, rare;
my muse is distracted, keeping melancholy at bay.

I long for a soft, pliant embrace,
shared by...

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Have you ever felt from a song

A song that reminded you how you can live
The rush of the wind, the desire to climb
A quickly-building monument to the beauty of creation

How quickly a mood changes with...

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A repost of “Unattainable” with special thanks, sincere recognition and due veneration to our fellow poet and friend, Pashang Salehi, for his constructive critique.. valuable remarks.. precious time devoted to my humble work to let...

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Who provides us with true adoration
with sincere mercy and a deep connection?
Honestly, He’s the goodness in our nation,
the One who bestows complete affection.
He is the Leader of mankind, our protection. 

I’ll take you to Him,...

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Joy of pleasure, a child of poor parents,
Bliss alone founts from a perpetual spring,
Joy fancies scores of fond uncles and aunts, 
Never lasts long the song they choose to sing.
Being a moth made of mere...

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Satisfying founts of passions, a celebration remains unattainable
Like admiring the unreachable, possession remains unattainable.

Carved pains from which to heal, an abiding endeavour
As pleasure of the mind its satisfaction remains unattainable.

Passion and reason within a soul,...

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Would one day, grand, 
Grand to grand child say;
In my dream,
Had wings on my back;
Flew over wavy,
Jhir-mir, Jhir-mir 
Dancing lakes;
Wetting sky by tiny vapours;
Then flew over to gigantic,
The erect mount;
Snake shape founts,
Crawling to make space,
For...

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What autumn has bedecked
with plants, founts and flowers,
in colors of divine radiance
the sun hangs in the fourth sphere,
then comes purple daybreak
beautiful sky brimful with stars,
none can match mi cielo,
the lovely parts of your face!

Your black...

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Poets around the world gather right here
Over mounts and founts where muse is found clear
Expecting greatness from Poetry Soup
Then finding it when you need to recoup
Rehabilitated when you feel at home
Your sweet quill shall pen...

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Poetically sees…
an ebon eventide with cascading vapors ascending,
gaping over shores of ripples that thirst for redemption-
mounts with founts that peak with utmost desire,
reaching altitudes that make constellations cry. 

He stands on a lone rock with...

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When you are with no companion
and no one can read your very silence

When you are brimmed with joy
and you find no sign of warmth

When your solitude is lonely
and you cease to feel the wonder

When no...

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A choir of rainfall on soft stones

Bookmarked by wistful nature

Sweet melancholy shelved for

Another day in bed with a book


Yet he opens not only his heart

But windows and soulful founts

Pitter patter from musty pages

Chorus of dew...

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