Long Frothed Poems

The constant assault of the silence on his senses is intense 
Hands clenched in fist he wished for noise and bliss
Buddy stopped talking and drinking he begins pacing as he’s thinking 
Tired from walking he...

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Sappho Translations II

That country wench bewitches your heart?
Hell, her most beguiling art’s
hiking her dress
to seduce you with her ankles' nakedness!
Sappho, fragment 57, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Sappho, fragment 138, loose translations/interpretations by Michael R....

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              If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. 
Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D...

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Image of Love Fantasy by Giphy.

LUDix-Rym: Thine Art Loveth

HARK, whilst thee singeth melody,
gauged labyrinths midst harmony,
ransom subconscious, placed thee free,
persuade possessed, heed thy purged glee,
beg reposed heart thy beating plea.
Themes prune labor to a degree,
song...

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Birdie’s Bar
August 19, 2008

To the old Plymouth
Mom came to salvage her brood
We’d hear the crunch of gravel beneath her feet
She dragged us three sleepy eyed girls
Sullen
Curious 
Non-entities
We took our mealy mouths up and followed her
Out...

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She stood there, silent and still in the shadows,
of the sweet, soft, moon-kissed night.

While the clouds, dark and deep, rolled overhead
she waited, waited for her beloved, the man she hoped to wed.

Pray, would he come...

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Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo
ming onset of
brisk fallen temperatures
may not be amenable to you
dear reader, but after Matthew
sets to washing
creating substantial lather,

visited with healthy slew
of frothed shampooed hair do
(cuz - jest like
Spongebobsquarepants,
I like abundant...

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Frigid metals twist like 
Banshees in shriek,
Making all who hear it fear it's threatening speech.
Cognitive cogs, turning out torture-
instigating further madness noir.
Pale green and gold in it's likeness.
Promulgated sickness.
Rusted iron dust to waft in the...

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Sweet,
bitter,
or in between.
Maybe a little of both.
Jeckle and hyde,
or more like 
Jacklyn and Hilda,
split personalities,
I love em all,
big or small
red hair and all.

Women,
girls,
I love em all,
Mostly in between.
See,
I'm at twenty six,
fixed, 
on older women
above age...

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Derilict in duty, the sun refused to shine.                           ...

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Saturated with fish fry smells, Bar-B-Cue smoke,
rodeo dust and sounds of deep water blues,
with teasing frothing lace spread on the shore,
Gulf Coast birth breeze blew winds 
in sails to Caribbean Sea, Blue Mountain
berries, banana walk...

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The Great Wave Off Kanagawa

Morning and the fishers put out to sea,
With joy and farewells to their families,
Unaware today, they would meet with fate,
To fight for life with a giant rogue wave.

“Bend your backs to...

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A quarter cup of melted butter
Slips quietly into the bowl.
Minuscule amounts speckled my lips
As I scatter in a mouthful of sugar. 

Not the first or last time,
I will create this dish. 
I bring out packages
Of...

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Mulga Snakeyes

Yes we went a Droving on the job 
As we rode around the mob 
With the cattle, 
just to earn our bit of pay
with Uncle Charlie, to earn a bob
a watching watching of 
watching...

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If I become the paper could you know? 
If I, the ink, would meaning flow?
These living characters, each 
a multitude beseeching through each interlude, 
as God’s own winter snow for silent ears 
unheard in minds...

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tonight 
cold rain fell as heavy snow 
flakes fat with polar dew 
roads turned to sideshows 
skies black as crows 
but the java tastes off 
(beans must've turned south) 
as I haunt crowded coffee bars...

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Moving ridges - blue, green salty de-bree
Lightly, sweep the beach;
As inland rolls the sea

All species, shapes shells' species,
Tumble to shore, scoured by wind, by sand
Frothed, hi-lo crests, toss, create odd creases

Ocean sounds, subdued to loud
Galaxies...

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I
God had a thought
That is the Universe
Including you, sun, stars, grasses
Like the Eternal Author
All else are merely prop and personae

II
God's thought may be like an Ocean
I enjoyed being a wave
From the tiniest drop in the...

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I once saw a lion alive in a grave,
Chewing dirt with the jaws of a heroic slave,
But fight as he might he could not understand
How a king could fall prey to the weight of the...

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Limerick : Once a President of Bolivia

Once a President of Bolivia
Frothed oblanceolate green saliva
Must dream was Ashoka*
On Andes throne Inca
That’s how COCA-cola drug India.

*ASHOKA, b. circa 304 BCE (reigned: 273-232 BCE): King of Magadha,
was the...

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I’ve taken too many steps
Backward
Too many sleepless nights
In my boots
Next to my bed
With no one to say
Goodnight to
Nor to me
And said goodbye
Unwillingly
Too many times
To those I’ve loved
And charished
So dearly
So deeply
Now departed
I’m yet to move on

These...

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Lingering gracefully though Heaven's gold
She tosses white flakes of eve that grow cold;
Twigs stretching their arms to the tinseled sky
In a chill of breeze as she walks nearby.
Signalling her presence in fine,laced gown
Her gems are...

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I remember how she would watch me coming in late from playing in the fields in a new pair of slacks,
whiteness between my ribs shooting at this lovely girl.
And commanding her to yield. Along came...

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Spring buds
Bursting
Like popcorn stuck on sticks
Raising my perspective to
Gallivant
In knee-high tickle grass
Nested
In the strew of stony rocks
Festooned
With sphagnum and lichen
Frothed with droplets
Of glistening crystal lather
Moored in glade and rill
Plundered in claggy stodge
Boggy green and juicy...

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The Birth

                   1
 Breathe baby—breathe.
	    
		2
Out of the darkness of night
crept the dawn;
steaming with...

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