Long Lamplights Poems

The evening air blows twice as fair
when it is kissing her sweet strands of hair
to glimpse her rosy cheeks, perchance her eyes
any passerby would swoon.

Down the street the lamplights flicker on
a feeble gesture, half in...

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The keys rattled gently in his pocket.
Gradual jumps like the ocean,
Peaking with every heart
Or every step.
The music was in sleep
Allowing silence for thought
To contemplate on the sun,
Of this clean, clear October.

He sunk his eyes into...

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Foggy mists engulfed the bright 
When raindrops fell throughout the night 
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark, 
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park 

Soaked wet through with glistening skin 
Revealing all true love within 
Drenched...

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Opening the closet of narra doors, I sweep through
organza skirts and  gemmed ringlets; my hair
ruffling aimlessly upon scalloped kerchiefs
smelling decade - old hyacinth, Mom’s favorite
ambrosia: she would  lift her anklets
in tiptoed hums, ”night...

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 I hold three magic rocks within my hand 
As I am standing upon golden sand 
Rolling them over and over again 
Leaving reality for somewhere strange..
I find I’m on a magic carpet ride
Over earth...

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iconoclastic, aortic valves..

 toppling through stone nerves
 seperate the steel brow, the cement 
tongue 
 and holy mother from her child.

 yet still the public squares give birth, 
 doing a little more with the...

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“Memory isn’t as good as it used to be”
Cackled Sam Browne, feeling all of his eighty years
Sam drained his ale and conspiratorially
whispered “Here, got tales of woes to tell you young man”
“Now come on Sam”...

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She dances under stars
'Cause that's the place to be
When black is the color
Blood is the need
That makes existing in a way
Nor live nor dead
Acceptable in finality
Agreeable in purity
Apocalyptic in power
Abject in submission.

   ...

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A sun reminds them through a dark cloud, 
long before we are even asleep, or the moon is awake
and they reply, like guardians of simmering,  
blossoming sunbeams, sprouting like wheat from cold concrete floors
A...

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We received our invitation
   To an old time music hall.
   Where gentlemen wore Sunday's best
   And ladies; to the nines.
   Relaxing in the saloon bar,
  ...

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Foreboding night of mist twined with shadows of glowing lamplights.
She was standing there under the lamplight post,
her weathered cylinder mechanical smile,
in photogenic reverse.

Seemed she had been waiting for sometime
like the years end of mature thyme.
Graceful...

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These eyes have often been solaced by twilight's cotton candy pillows

moving silently towards a sky's velveteen blanket and angels'silver gowns

By gazing over hills to where old country church bells

and crickets play harmonious sounds.

These eyes have...

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The Hearts burnt out
with dying falls and cold, bone chilling winters.
(Love is gone for the fall and winter)
Just me, I stay alone
who walks the slushed streets and I sleep in the dirt grimmed gutters.
The hearts...

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 These eyes have often been solaced

by twilight's cotton candy pllows moving silently

towards a sky's velveteen blanket

and angels'silver gowns

By gazing over hills

to where old country church bells

and crickets play harmonious sounds

These eyes have  often...

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Life is all a blur,
the hopes, the dreams, the goals
wishes upon wishes whether real or imagined

illusions, intrusions, confusions 
love's conquered...love's lost
exhalations, miscalculations, adulations
"life is but a dream"...until it isn't 

fragments of thoughts start on lonely...

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If you have seen her face and not the soul
then you have never known anything at all...
pines, orchids, fireflies light the June nights
yet they sleep when dark morning bows
      ...

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[Paraphrase-translation of the song from Lady Snowblood.]

Bright dusk buried in snow
Only the sound of a baying hound
And my wooden geta break the silence
I stride with the weight of Heaven on my mind

I embrace these nights
My...

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A train
A whistle
A full moon
Feelings amassed
In proportions
Awesome and tranquil
Nighttime emotion
Become so serene
Just like those lamplights
And bedtime fans
Twirling in twilight
Adjusting to the night
Eyes see little
But the leftover reds
From the light
As night commences
In full accord
Only the sound...

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Remember the days, we put on our mittens and hats
Ventured out in the cold to sing carols at neighbor’s houses
Sometimes, surrounded by sparkling flakes under lamplights
Cheerfully singing our chosen Christmas songs with glee
Rosy cheeks, with...

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To watch the early nightfall peep, as I
Relish the scent of air passing nearby, 
While verdant grassland breathes of newborn hay 
Unwinding the busy haze of Friday;
The ripple of homespun hours wafts and then 
A...

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sprinkles of  studded snowflakes white
bathe faces in  lamplights’ braided glow
anklets of stars shape alleys with solstice delight
breeze plays the flute, gloves touching fires slow
evening strolls among vanishing wet-sprayed dew

of what magic this sagittarian...

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Daylight slips in and out
of yellowing net curtains.
Sunny wafts semaphore the sky.

An old lady has planted
her mind in closets, 
in drawers where
an off-white linen recalls
lavender scented dreams.

She could to the garden,
but it has grown alien,
rank...

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In the dusting of the Springtime
when Winter's breath would fall away
the buds of Spring's birthing would climb
memories of yesterday stay
when guitars played along the lane
and filled our hearts with soft romance
as lovers, we enjoyed the...

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