Long Marshland Poems

Oh dear, my heart was beating fast
It couldn't have been better
Halloween night was here
At last, the neighborhood would be so austere

I was dressed as a little princess
Always wanting to be the lovely lady
The one caring...

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Attorney General William
Barr black marker in hand
kept promise to censor vital
details of Mueller Report
swift as Usain Bolt candidly,
grandly, lustrously, roundly

youthfully blocked out more
rapid than an elegant eland
vibrantly, regally, magically,
and gracefully skirts borderland
which favored topography
constitutes grassland...

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the goose is putting signature
on the plume detaching from its tail

the queue is overflowed with crowd

groping in the memory of the gathering people 
so many safety pins and cello-tapes
are found  

on the shoulders of...

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A day by the sea,
You reveal life and death
Happening all at once,
Out of, what seems like, human control,
His control, her control…

Dead birds washed up on the shingle shore.
A baby seal pup amongst the line up...

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Around me in a seamless stream, leaves cartwheel in the wind
They tumble from the tall ramparts, then seep into ravines
I've stepped into continuum, to a world beyond compare
to catch the day's reflection in still waters...

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Sweet butterscotch dew dimples on the lips of daffodils
In flourishing fields fondled by four leaf clover
Each scant spikelet of small white blooms playfully pleasure
Rejoicing with fragrance within this meadow of elation

Full throated birdsongs from summer...

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This town where I grew up,
a watering hole atop a ravaged hill
where drink flowed freely and personal demons
were never vanquished, just boozed and blurred
into temporary submission.
Industry and open-cast scars ate like
acid into this town’s dying...

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Shards of distress pierce me
when probing memories for
     purpose in mournful
deeds; stingy cords dangle
from teetering curtain rods,
     begging me to pull.

Macaroni starch drips into the
sink in slow drips, marching
     along with pattering
pings in the tin basin, making
my yellow...

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For some time a young man had not seen his lover.
He made haste to join her soon as time allowed.
Riding on horseback he sped home to see her.
Ride  he did from Georgetown to Pawleys,
Riding...

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Thou art no migrant bird, O Pink Beauty,
But forced art to fly many a long miles
Looking for fresh habitat and water,
In search of new breeding and nesting isles.

And in this search of a shallow wetland,
Ye...

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The leaves fall in the consciousness
unable to find the spot where to begin.
The wind blows in the midst of meditation
without knowing when to cease.

Because it seems easy 
as sitting on the comfortable chair pondering,
because it...

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He realized shortly after seating himself
atop of a massive stone on the park's knoll, 
gazing out over the lush spring-green prairie 
sewn together by a clear, rippling brook,. 
that sky reflections on those softly-rippling 
waters...

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Some of the neighbors
Complain about the house across from me
It stands apart
From the neat lawns
Wide driveways 
And picket fences.

Some say 
The people who live there
Inherited the house from their parents 
Years and years ago
When the...

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Lin, a Chinese friend giggled at my feeble, say,
pedestrian attempt at Cantonese,
the Chinese word for butterfly or dragon even moth 
just vanished down the throat of one
so eager yet befuddled,
turning egg shell noodles under spit...

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Sky squeezes wet clouds and showers drip
through fingers and drop on earth’s grip.

Drops peer through nerve ends to starving earth’s soul;
soul fills in and crust moistens
and drops slip on her skin.

Brooks fill in, fields spill;...

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dancer in the dense vegetation
     of a marshland
 echoes
   a harsh-like call 
              a very unbirdlike...

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Snow Cover

Protected by a gazebo in the park it is snowing and the park looks calm. 
A few days ago a storm and trees had been uprooted, a skeleton was
found, probably of a bishop as...

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If you see some ants, you will
A) trample them under your feet
B) feed them with leftover sweet
C) turn them into a yum treat
D) watch them catwalk down the street

If you see mosquitoes, you'll
A) swat them...

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In a river marsh, where pondweeds and cattails grew in warm clime,
the fair girl found a tall, black egret  
with whom she could have a chat; 
and was it the same one that her...

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Lay a whisper on my pillow
Linger your sweet scent hard I swallow
Feeling I nights out with a lover
Among these thorny marshland clover
But wake I up lonely in a dump of clumps
Groping all over I feel...

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It visits the mind
Here in my bed where I rest my bones
It meanders through the avenues
Bypasses and fly overs
These thoughts of love
Here in my bed with me.

The mind like a sieve
Filters the moments and the...

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A spec, lazily floating upon : “ The Gulf  Blue Water “
And then there were two specs, entwined together Spot
Black hole, in the Beauty of  “ The Gulf Blue Water “ 
A spec...

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Despotic dynasty part two 
And when we entered the shiny city…it was on marshland
and there was smoke from chimneys of factories, but there
were streets of light and stores selling lingerie’s we could 
not resist, there...

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Morality, it's 'good' it's 'grand' and works to some degree.
But sometimes for us it leads to marshland or tragedy.
Why so you ask? Does it not complete and compel the task?
It hinders as often the 'right'...

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As sunrise silently
marinaded morningtide meadows,
our lips flowed like two streams,
merging within an exclusive estuary

so we set home upon the river bed.

At first we floated like butterflies in Babylon,
deaf to the squawks of mercenary crows,
blind to...

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