Long Legume Poems

Why, do we call it
Something it’s not
If we’re going to name things
Let’s give it, some thought

If it’s called a chilli
Then why is it so hot
And I can say this
A guinea pig, is not

A prairie dog
He...

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Crazy wind whispers 
Into the ears of ‘champa’
A light scented Indian flower
Trees are full of them now
Your love in each and every bough


The breeze is cool 
Because it is spring
Because it is south wind
Because everywhere...

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Nigh on sixty years ago this Yankee from the State of Indiana,
Wed a lovely Confederate lass from the State of Louisiana!
I thought I knew her pretty well by the time our vows were read,
But there...

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There were liberal field, golden paddy, mild touch of south breeze
And there were you, your beautiful smiles with opening mind

There were jackfruit, plum, mango, palm, and betel-nut trees on the bank of the pond.
And there...

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Just cause,
Just because it only seems that way
Doesn’t make it so?

It only seems yet that way it seems;
That a firefly is not a fly-it’s a beetle;
As it seems similar looks 
A prairie dog is not...

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“Quick smart struck onion!
You metronomous fishy tail!
You’ll not be taken in by me, 
you fraudulent legume!”

I seemed to have soundly unsettled her
Set her mind cross firing, flailing
But it’s not such a thing to be nettled...

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"Green House of the Sick Man" 
Imagining the lush, trickled and tickled
By spray of light thoughts, my healing possibly
To be that clover in full bloom again 
My body looked more like onion weed

I wished for...

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Like two paynim peas in a pod,
their scurvy color
lipslick scheme is sour green

Got beady black eyes
scam shady — 
A graft gaze that squints bifurcated focus
from hocus-pocus pupils;
whose tainted teal look-see, aperture con-fidence teach
a vulture view!

Crafty...

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PARTY VINE

The Sweet Pea is a social climber,
behind your back, a wisenheimer.
In the night it wields its powers,
Sweet Peas strangle other flowers.

Sweet Peas think the rainbow's somber,
they use the Fall to upstage umber.
They twirl tulle...

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Good-bye Little Debbie cakes,
Mr. HO HO, Boo hoo hoo,
Aunt Twinkie too,
I'm surely gonna miss, all of you.

Good-bye fresh bakery donuts,
Audios gravy covered steak,
Truffles with cream too,
I'm really gonna miss, all of you.

So long, Long Johns,
My...

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We were born into a sabotaged life,
Darwin's Theory of Evolution. 
Protruding branches trapped by the tree of life,
but sunlight produces chlorophyll, the attribution revolution.

We had to fight to be born,
against gravity, disease and other sperm.
Millions...

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Bright gold folded in dark crimson
A flag of flower furled on a tree
Harbinger of delight and the season
Legume stirring apppetite in me
I yearn but cannot taste again, these
Years like rivers have carried all
The fond treasures...

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