Long Jut out Poems

Welcome to a typical 'Luau' spread. The first thing that is best to learn is the Hawaiian word, 'ono', which means, delicious. It's a word bandied about before and after food goes in your mouth....

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The path is narrow 
the roots of the trees 
jut out of the ground 
offering a risk 
of stumbling 
or falling. 

I feel excited 
adventurous 
where does this path lead? 


The sky is bluey purple...

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In 2013 Amélie Ségarra danced on a Grand Piano with knives 
taped to the tips of her feet.
The room is empty apart from a single man in a music box
He wears a black an white...

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Towards the moonlight, he glances out the window.
Never wanted this, but, if the pain goes away...it works.
He pulled the slightly rusted, yet glinting, object from its obscure hiding place.
The limb is ready.
It's now...or pain forever.
A...

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BEDTIME MAGIC 




Sprawled under nightscape of galaxy bright
Tiny sequins pulse on blaze of luster,
A beaded stars nova bursts on flight
Into a full-blown montage, the lawns flicker

Reams of tales climb on visions lit by dappled view
While...

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Slitting my eyes from a world pining
for a refuge where the wave of solace
touches hours' depth in celtic notes,
I turn into gentle bones fluid and chaste…
my illumined flames taste the potion
of air while an inner...

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POTD~

In the misery of a paler grey nightfall
she blinks like citrine glazed along walls,
Ivy of Boston flaunts her shimmer without guilt
as palette of amber claims her lustrous glides 
slithering with her bohemian lift,
rosette flesh blushing...

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A trellis of leaves flutters so naturally, 
reams hanging free… timeless in a swirl
on the curving breasts of night. And they dance,
prance without restraint
onto altitudes of orbital light,
glistening through their
 russet-gold flesh…

Somehow, these leaflets enter...

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Deep down his lungs, a full baritone trills
Coughing out  for all to hear,  "Be safe, 
Wayfarers  until the sea is clear; " 
As transient  gulls flit  below sail boats
Navigating the...

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Some rocks jut out jagged spears
or cut back into dark caverns
like a skeleton's yawning scream.
Others show their faces—smooth
as a woman's breast—tumbled,
contoured, and polished 
by a raging mountain stream.

Some rocks crumble into dust
or shell a slippery...

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Are otters so odd?
   In Old English
Their name means 'water'
And it really ought to
   As they live near the river or sea

Are otters so odd?
  They sing like canaries
With clear...

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Some rocks may crumble into lifeless sand
or drift like shifty grit beneath my arch,
while others face the elements and stand
as guard against the ocean's forward march.
Some rocks jut out; cut back in jagged spears
much like...

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Some rocks may crumble into lifeless sand
or drift like shifty grit beneath my arch,
while others face the elements and stand
as guards against the ocean's forward march.

Some rocks jut out; cut back in jagged spears
much like...

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Icy crysals floating down;
So innocent, so pure.
Covering the cold barren ground
With a layer of frozen elegance
And false comfort.
Concealing the lifelessness,
Dusting the comatose trees
With an illusion of vitality.
Branches jut out at the sky,
Clawing, struggling
For that last...

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