Long Limn Poems

Ill-fated crowds neath unchained clouds: the Silent City braved
against a sudden flashing flood, unleashing lashing waves,
which stripped its stony structures, blown with neutron bursts that laved.

Its barren streets, although effete, resound of yesterday
with chit-chat words...

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A fresh aroma of the winter roses bore upon
The break of the day light, the first ray hold upon
By the droplets beaded over the floral leaf
Mulled over by the sight so mimetic
The life glazed over...

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My name is rain
But I have many faces.

I am the howling gale
That rattles your shutters
And sends the porch chairs
Skittering across the floor.
I whistle and scream
And drive cascades of water
Against your windows
And down the rain gutters,
Forcing...

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Its fingerprint of astral trace
singles out sidereal face
amongst the heavenly array
of stellar orbs in star ballet
that dance in metamorphous space.

The light dispersals limn with grace
celestial body in its place
for earthly mortals, to portray
its fingerprint.

Yet nature’s...

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Skull and Crossbones alumni) 
passed along ancestral line when 
cock sure rooster spent 
     however long with a hen
     guaranteed supply grunt workers    ...

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I ogled through the open Atelier,
  And chance into a spacious grotto,
  Wanting to carry out an exploration of voodoo kingdom,
  I made a pact with my kinetic limbs,
  On they...

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Feeling lost in twilight schemes through glowing lights of starlit dreams,
raw, my thoughts, like frozen streams, soon melt as mist in iced moonbeams,
and you, your eyes, so grey and grim, yet lips that curl with...

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Poetry is a gift and a labor of love.
Beautifully inspired words of
Gentleness.  Composing words
Of Kindness.  Chasing the
Blues far far away!

Poetry is a gift and a labor of love.
Heavenly angels joyfully singing
Words of Wisdom...

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Brunneous look of your eyes
Limn your angle in any place I sight
Maybe the aura of your character is hard to find
Nor the answer is you and I collide?

I am not sure about you
If we meant...

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('I' refers to God.)

In dolour, he descried the leafless pine
And under its shade of dearth lay supine,
Cerebrating how not e'en grains of sand
Pay heed to him nor his woe understand.

I thus deigned to limn Myself...

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Shower Thee!Thy wealth,
to the greens that are black,
illuminating them,
heralding rejoice amidst dark.

Oh!rotund illusion,
how can I limn thy brilliance
through pen,for it
may disgrace Thy charm.

Maidens wake to sip the 
sweetness of Thy milky nectar,
their eyes, fixed on...

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Limn of Ballerina Feet


Slaving, aching in separate rooms of satin palace,
    Two haggard maids make faces wry while weeping sweat,
Their ten sore daughters with bloodshot i’s, callused
     Wince...

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A door made from the haphazard weaving
of wood, rust, and ivy.
Smudged newspapers flap their wings
in a wayward wind. Bird feathers
emerge from wet claw prints. Faded condoms
spill to feed the mouths of empty cans.

The garden has...

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After getting a world class education
and a promise of renewed life
We supposedly enter a life of endless opporunity

A high salaried job becomes the life's expectation
add to it a beautiful wife
We spiritedly look for the endless...

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She dances in bright colors.
Her limn's diamond tierra
completely adorns her hair.
Making her lighter than air.
Causing a limn's whirlwind.

She keeps swirling around,
surrounded by her limn's swirling
colors. Sweeping her off of her
feet.  Causing her to go
fearlessly...

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A door made from the haphazard weaving
of wood, rust, and ivy.

Smudged newspapers flap wings
in a heaving wind. Dead birds
emerge from wet print. Once full condoms
spilled now to feed the mouths of empty cans.

The garden has...

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A door made from the haphazard weaving
of wood, rust, and ivy.
Smudged newspapers flap wings
in a heaving wind. Drowned birds
emerge from wet print. Barren condoms
spill to feed the mouths of empty cans.
The garden has no house.
Rubble...

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In the pall of cigarette 
      smoke
he cursed everyone 
      as he spoke.

Frightened guests and touchy 
      gamblers
called the cops...

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Should a thousand expression limn the courage in you?
Never! not a word, not a crude
Not in a way that's true.

Should it bend your body but not your spirit?
Forever valiant, forever bold even so the ail
Your...

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