Long Mellifluous Poems

The Story so far…
Makani (The Rising Wind), a beautiful extra-terrestrial researcher is sent to a remote island to observe earth. She finds Sam, a shipwrecked earthling near death owing to drowning. Sam (Ka ‘Lo -...

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SEX ON A CLOUD

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FIRST GLANCE EMBRACE

  (HER STORY)

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PASSION OF CONVENTION

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a mere fledgling of twelve, with dreamy eyes,                                                   ...

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Lemme regale you with splendid and fabulous exuberance

Despite being an amateur
paperback writer wannabe,
whose storied protagonist
stars colporteur wannabe
(thinly veiled cover as yours truly),
whereby his antagonistic doppelgänger
donned as a frotteur trumpeting
animalistic, chauvinistic, egoistic,
averse to gradualistic, individualistic...
narcissistic, opportunistic...

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...and the Demon spoke,
its voice deep and mellow like smooth satiny chocolate,
"There is more, much more than good and evil,"
the words thunderously whispered.
The verdant emerald green of the forest quivering at the sound,
drawing in upon...

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Written: March 4th 2024
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Whilst waiting patience is a probity,
swifter straddling startled savvy scare
strong for people enduring anguish
trope for enthusiastic...

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AUTUMNAL

            Clean clear cerulean sky calls Autumn after rainy season.
              Curtains...

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I move my hurtful head and stare forlorn
Over my non-existing boundary,
Where past is seen and future laughs decayed.
Here language is an unwelcome guest,
In stillness awkward, clean environment.
My eyes stay empty, yet insist and glare
Through looks...

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The crescent ~ half awake,
yet wholly aware,
like the essence of my presence ~
drowsy and divine ~
glowing in golden hues
is the mentor leading
me through scented silence.

I am the thorn and the petal,
  the yin and...

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Written: May 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Michael Fulkerson

Quote: “Do good to the people for the sake of God or for the peace of your own soul that you may always see what is...

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Twilight, the frolicking hour of the nocturnal animals.
A curtain of gray melancholy slowly shuts out the sun.
There are two gentle remembering streaks across the sky,
Then all is dark.  The master artist knew what He...

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“As God’s spark ensouling organic form,
I am that presence which cannot be named,
felt within as a magnetic bliss storm,
divine pulsation that cannot be tamed,
gentled by His touch, within body framed.
I am that which transcends both...

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In my dream, appears a mysterious land from far away...                       
of the vermilion sky at mesmerizing  dawn, 
Prayers arising from boats on holy river,...

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When silver waves of crystalline crescent
     emanate rhapsodies glazed in
        Jupiter light.. reflections
       of bejeweled June comes 
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                          Deafening Silence

we live in a world juxtaposed 
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"Meliorist's digest "


I am a Man.
A Man of many faces, ever since l found my true identity,
Most things known to me are through heuristics.

Yes l am foolish at times,
I lie, steal and cheat my way...

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Amidst nocturnal blue naked confessions 
of our intertwined souls, hearing the 
mellifluous melody and symphony of 
our ocean, lulling our inner child’s deepest 
sapphire emotions in the depth of our 
sensitive corners—a blue ecstasy, like...

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Sometimes, when 
your sparkling spirit 
waltzes with me 
to the perfumed 
periwinkle grooves 
of saffron breezes, 
I'm lost in a forever gaze, 
within those 
flickering ferns
of a nascent nightmare, 
where I ain't any 
velvet-purple orchid,...

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a dazzling mirror broke in thousands of pieces -
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When alabaster twilights 
rain upon celestial roses,
with tear-soaked trinkets 
of ancient aromas ~
I wear their amaranth scents 
upon acrylic wrists, 
and tie my terracotta threads
of twinkling trust
with those topaz ribbons 
of reminiscent tales, 
slowly floating...

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When the sky mimics an illusory highway,  
  camouflaged in colors of confusion,  
    crowded with contrasts of chaos,  
I stand stranded    at the crossroads,...

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At this dawn of "bon voyage", 
after million escapades of 
blindfolded fate, I'm trespassing
through the pirouetting pigments 
of fading frolics and 
windsurfing towards rose-oiled 
beams of glossy sun as its 
gossamer grandiose has 
finally enveloped...

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O singing
strings of my violin heart
  let the vibrant breeze
      of mellifluous air
        embrace your deep rosewood skies 
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