Long Gilds Poems

HEROES

Near somber guards, units of children heap 
dead leaves, naive to any else fallen.
Friend, you chuckle, but your posture speaks
of duty on this day of contradictions.

Firefighters bow heads in silent paean, 
while polished trucks stand...

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A body abandoned 
needs to mourns its last breath in death
a heart cast aside 
still aches to meet its last beat

and a free spirit yearns for a winged monarch moment 
to fly in the spirit...

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I dream a cross is dressed in diamonds rich.
It rears too high with spans that glisten gold
that stretch along the sky's chromatic edge
yet crimson rubies shine magenta tones. 

Its light is beauteous and brightly burns
against...

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Grasp my hand, and your heart shall trail,
Autumn drapes her scarf of flame o'er the trees sublime.
Beneath our canopy of stars, we shall render each tale,
In the hue of love, forever and for always, beyond...

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(This theme coincidentally matched up with another contest I recently
entered, so I revised my sonnet and then PD graciously extended this
idea of a day of happy solitude. Thanks, Linda, for keeping it in sonnet
form! It's...

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Desolation blinks steam rises as earth's suffix
The omega spoke through chain clanging gravel movement
Immorality runs rampant fully disclosed
Drug use becomes the norm legalizing blinding
And we continue to demoralize morals
Mankind walks parting destiny from fear with...

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'Tis often said that the best things in life are free.
Open your eyes and keen those ears and I think you would agree!
When Old Sol gilds the eastern skies then settles in the west,
We're awed...

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Wisdom seems an oxymoron if implied there’s ‘State of Being,’
slight trace found where truth’s wildflowers flourish unrestrained by seasons.
Wisdom wears truth like a glove protects soft flesh from blister/callus.
Truth ‘is’ wisdom loves disguises, rainbow’s curves...

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With acquired skills often very bold...
as a philosopher once foretold,
I write my essay on friendship, kind of brief,
not for my sake but for anyone without relief.
With the keenest mind I move this speedy hand,
to convince...

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~ for Sami ~


oh ...
a pity, that …
such sweet sadness, yours
my lovely lass, lost ...
do not let your lip tremble so ...
it was not made for such iniquity
it was not shaped to
sublime bow-like grace to
be...

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Soul knowledge grown thru emotional searches
Eclipses vain ego perches attempts to take charge.
Living should be large from our soul’s core will,
Feeling joy thrill and pain spill, gilds soul’s sheaf.

Allow belief to trigger your spiritual agenda.
Cite...

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It's the time of butterflies to fly
 angelic wings drifting hurried by
  in the powdered blue clouded sky;
retrograde illusions left from spring
 revolving a floating dance upon the wing
  venturing into summer's fling;
hovering...

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She’ll trumpet a mid-summer’s lilac revolution
To smash and grab and take your affection
A twinkled-eyed assault of sweet-toothed pleasure
On half-composed clarity’s measure
She’ll launch a pillow-cannoned war
On every certainty of beauty you had before

She throws light around...

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As dogs pant in sweltering humid air,
sweat drops morph into dewdrops as night cools.
Summer's sunshine smiles are no longer there,
for the children have returned to their schools,
abandoning their sandcastles and pools.

The leaves are slowly being...

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Vibrant, sunlit aqua bands streak over grey sky,
As smoky purple, broad brush strokes under them lie.
Deeply drink this bolder winter palette, before it passes by!

Snow clings to the windward side of barren trees,
Like white icing...

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Carved from stone; the lover of despair
Gilded by a loss that left her dead
So alone in the arms she forged
Crafted from the pain that left her there

Enchantments gone, the disillusioned watch
All feeling left in graveyards...

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The flood of agony inundates the debris of hope 
The weed-webbed fallow terrain languishes within 
Piles up the wreckage of the life unlived 
As the garden of rapture turns into bare badland. 
 
The meadow...

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Snuggled under a cozy blanket,
we watch snowflakes fizzle in the fire.
And a light wind smells of smoky pine,
gusting as feisty breezes aspire.

The burning logs erupt into sparks,
showering the air with specks of light.
And a dark...

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(After Langston Hughes)

I hadn’t known 
my infertility was their problem;
The adult table contracts
from a toddler’s wide wobble
while over a gavel — I mean, 
a rattle — and in between 
chip resistant plates 
advice is served,...

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At the time of ethereal elegance of twilight,
Whenever a voluptuous moon
lolls low on a silvery serene sea
and gilds the canopy of trees,
the hilltops, the meandering streams
and the languorously reclining lakes.

My muse appears to me 
from...

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Whenever a Melancholy Moon,
Radiantly brimful, looms low,
And gilds the tops of the trees,
The hills, the flowing streams,
and languorously reclining lakes,
My Muse appears to me
from nowhere like a dream,
Like a flash of inspiration
to a muddled mind.

She...

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Twinkling stars confetti the night,
conjuring a magical sight.
And a molten moon starts to glow
in the blackness of outer space.
Held in night's ebony embrace
Luna's light gilds the clouds below.
Now observed by the naked eye,
shooting stars unzip...

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I take your hand and hold it, 
And walk with you awhile. 
The autumn gilds the valley, 
It’s good to see you smile. 

The swans sail still on water, 
The herons stalk the banks. 
The...

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A peregrine falcon masters the sky
its wings majestically arched with flair
soaring with the elements eye to eye.

In a flurry of speed, it flashes by 
serenely aloof, untethered and rare
a peregrine falcon masters the sky.

Sunlight gilds...

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'...and then the lighting of the lamps.'
                            ...

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