Long Greenish blue Poems

In the flickering of the ethereal candlelight, as the greenish blue flame
Burns dimly against the ancient mirror of reflections, the necromancer
Chants in rhythms rhythmic undertones, stirring the rippling pools of
Illusions, between the divisions of altered...

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Green-back addict
Ambition is the keys to unlocking all the doors. Enthusiasm or courage can 
possibly put an end to world hunger. But let’s be honest, who need courage 
when you got that instant almighty dollar.Remember...

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The shifting of many corporeal hands move across this dead cell,
A vacuums vortex, a psychic sponge, charging this battery of
Energy called the spirit board.
Paranormal phenomenon striking plate to enter realities plane
Of existence, for the ethereal...

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"...The Secret of the Golden Flower is not only a Taoist text of Chinese yoga but also an alchemical tract. (...) it was the text of The Golden Flower that first put me in the...

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in the year 2098 on the planet Julephia in the Huilinium Galaxy an element called Pubbius was found, generating interest from all points of the galaxy. While mining pubier,(an alloy used to make rods in...

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A lilac endeavor
of promised importance
came strolling along
on a path in the sun
Its fragrance unfurling
this side of September
when springtime was singing
for winter was done
With meadowlarks chatting
in off color language
while watching the roses
now bloom by the wall
She...

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growing up, 
s/he had been told that 
“the eyes were the windows to the soul” &
as quickly as these things inevitably happen,
s/he decided for her/himself that this “soul” thing 
was strictly a matter of imagination,
knowing...

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I am but a mere pen that he uses to put down the words.
In the hopes- that his voice would be heard.
I have given you choices with which you could decide.
If you want to follow...

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THE GOLDEN SUN (Satis Shroff)



Through the cloudy veil

Appears the golden sun,

Changing the silvery North Sea

To a golden and crimson horizon.

The waves adorned with rich colours

Of yellow, orange blue and brown hues.



A fascinating play of colors,

Unfolding...

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Outside a café of a busy boulevard,
she sat sipping her orange pekoe tea
And I looked at her intently,
trying to gauge her mood
She had a faraway, dreamy look in her eyes
I felt she was looking at...

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Pining
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That oddly shaped bedroom
To the left of the staircase
The greenish blue carpet
Against a bed skirt of lace

The worst hue of yellow
Snug tight on my mattress
Opposite the mirror
Where I became an actress

If I close my eyes...

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Sir Rule, Ian Ballew and Ock, a marine
set off on a houseboat to study
the difference between greenish-blue and bluish-green.

The deep blue sky on that fog-foggiest of days
they mistakenly thought was the sea
which explains why to...

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We danced quickstep before the storm
 my pups eager -- eyes wide
 we raced in the rustling grasses
 the early winds whispering beware to the trees
 then the rushing air and the sky drumming began
 the...

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Marigold Oger grew up without a mama, this pretty girl with eyes of greenish blue.
Because her mama died unexpectedly in the middle of a dark wet night when she was two.
We met in middle school...

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Red on red, like a candy apple
Her red face looked tomato red
Blotchy as Philadelphia scrapple
Agony, anger, lots of dread
The face of a woman obsessed
With a madman’s crazy day
She wanted to escape, fly away 

Gray on...

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A canvas washed with pastel hues
In palest pinks and liquid blues
Perfection seen through Monet’s eyes
Recounting where his genius lies

The lilies floating on the lake
The water, greenish blue opaque
A fluid mix of subtle tints
A flowing dream...

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My Heart fell into the sea
it floated above a wave
it past a ship of many
than drifted into a cave

there were a pair of eyes
that followed it to a reef
greenish blue one brown
their visit very-brief

from the...

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as though from some 
   underground crypt,  
      a cold draft

from the fridge chills 
   his bloodied hands 
      in...

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I think of a ladybug on a rail 
 
 
I think of a flowerfly by a fingernaill 
 
 
I think of giant windmills and the sky
 
 
I think of a close up,...

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