Long Kempt Poems

My (bleeding) heart is filled to overflowing, 
To see any growing glad(iolus), garden glowing;
Each sun peached, (petunia) petaled delight,
Is frozen in precious moments of pure delight,
From bursting buds, to the spicy boom of blooms,
Nature is...

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'Twas a creepy, delightful, suspicious domain
near exact to my home but too clean to explain.
All the dishes were done and they winked with great charm
as the coffee pot chirped with a welcome alarm.

As intrigued as...

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The breeze of the morn she sought.
     Her eyes were wild, as she thought.
Her hands tremble like a leaf on a tree.
     She marked her steps silently.
Sylphlike...

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I'm new to this language; it baffles me so!
   With so many mysteries I wish to know:
Why doesn't 'resolve' mean 'to solve it again'?
   And why are 'wise guys' not the...

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There are many nights, when I'm all alone.
The bedroom, the pillow. a small simple room.
I lie on my side, so quiet, the night,
Should I get up again for a snowy screen light.
Should I turn once...

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Don Churches 
brushes his words
like acrylic on finger tips
to my lips
 and eyes my corner
where I am not content to sit
when the smell of Mexico
lingered from his hands
that day, not long ago
When the Jupiter rain
crashed...

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Gone
After your last breath I was defeated,
Body, soul and spirit taken down.
Caressing memories became my new world,
Drowning in the past was solid ground.
Everything you did from start to finish,
Following me in my dreams so clear.
Great...

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I love staying out until dark
dusk is my favorite time to embark
going home causes me to become eager
there's nothing to do for the seeker
television is okay but it's not productive
playing cards is fine though deductive
I...

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Deep down something hurts
Deep down something aches
Deep down something cries
Deep down something dies
Trying to uncage the beast 
To honour the deceased
With the vain attempt 
The cover remains kempt
The frosted hollow stone
The icy cold bone
The flawless...

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I never go unshaven
My hair is well kempt
And I have a shower everyday
I always dress smart 
Ad look the part
But still
I never catch a girls eye
No matter how I try.

So why do I see scruffy...

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Within my breast  a  promise  of  earth   splendor  

 Jovial  sapphire   lake  sheer  blackness cliffs


Kempt,  sights  amid  whispers  Spirit...

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Sitting in the  spectacular  shingle beach, 
While  the  waves  in  the  seemingly endless  sea  gives  its speech, 
And  the  winds  smoothly ...

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I love thee more today as all be spent
to look away in wretched discontent.
As whence all hope, is but to circumvent -
I love thee more by chancing no extent.

Writhing with some validation's meant
I love thee...

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