Long Mezzanine Poems

Date:   May  2050

Damian returned home early morning 
Back from another visit with Dolly. Still
Early misty May morning another
Dawning. 2050! The newborns triplets were
Sleeping. Damian was peeping. He would 
Have to travel the...

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Brought back from the world of fantasies 
By the 8’o clock warning device
Raised up undesirably at a lazy pace
Retrieving the welcoming hateful whole day race. 

Jaded by the whole day lecture and ruined by assignments
Projects...

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Triskaidekaphobia

And so, you have “Triskaidekaphobia” on your mind.
Indeed, fear of the Number “13” does have a real and
a certain palpable feel and meaning for people who
harbor this particular phobia and carry it with them in
their...

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Ariel



From my mundane mezzanine I peer into the waning light,

My charcoal heart beats slowly, yearning to ignite



As the sinking sun seeps gold and red upon the wooded crown

I feel as if the last day of...

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He slips into her world without her knowledge 
And watched her from a distance day by day 
As tears streamed down his face and hit the pavement 
Then he thinks to himself, “what a price...

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This amber sky misted with periwinkle,
Daydreams close their eyes and grow,
These stars fade like the air we breathe,
Beyond my hopes of wishes yet seen,
Inside the stars will surely still shine,
Brighter than our lives do despite...

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Dan's on the mezzanine 
asking where the mayor lives 
I'm on the dole line, 
wondrin bout conservatives 
The man with the leg cramps 
boot camps wheel clamps 
says they cut his food stamps. 
Look out...

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Splash fast colors across the sun
red horizon,day is done
swirl a drip of azure blue,
with indigo for me and you

  drip down on my ice cream cone
berry tasty, windy blown
cotton candy wrapped around
cardboard rolled up
by...

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Unceasing peace and calm arriving on the wings of twilight 
brushed hymns quietly strung on golden harps by heaven's
mezzanine: 
Plush dreams luxurious and velvety, such as the evening light 
yielding and pliable, like your breath,...

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I  the fisherman,
you  the Queen,
we ate the candy in between,
the lobby and the mezzanine,
you took the time to read a book
and taught the servant s
how to cook
though royalty n'er took a look.

We squandered...

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Synthemesc candelabras ache hyacinth desire till woven floors
macabre phoenix grown on veiled crucible vines, dragonflies now
    inhabit counter-clocks I've forgotten seer dust ponders hewn salamandrine fire
as a wish to eradicate all a...

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I sit under the trees

Later
My neighbor said
“I enjoyed watching you pray.”

“What do you mean?”

“You sat there so still
Head tilted up for a very long time.”

“I suppose so
But actually I was entranced
By the crowns of the...

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My room at the Hyatt 
Smelled like my ex-wife
She didn't have oodles of class
Or wasn't overly fancy
So, it must be that aroma of 
Almost masking what had
Taken place the night before
We greeted each other with
A...

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Happy family on the billboard:
mother, father, darling child;
this prime apartment their reward
in modern geometric style.

Two bedrooms, one on mezzanine
with en-suite bathroom, air con cooled;
green river bank a space to dream,
for exercise a chlorine pool.

From high...

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Today my thoughts have moved
    To a higher altitude.
Where the air is crisp and thin,
    Providing a fresh attitude.

The mountainous terrain blends
    Both beauty and grace.
While...

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Immerse they say
Yawn in dawns of bright new days
Pillow canyons 
blue blanket falls
Yarn gardens 
tangled 
listless 
tall

Above wicker birds 
endlessly high
is open firmament 
a cotton down sky.

A door slowly opens in the still mezzanine,
within soft...

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Immerse they say
Yawn in dawns of bright new days
Pillow canyons 
blue blanket falls
Yarn gardens 
tangled 
listless 
tall

Above wicker birds 
endlessly high
is open firmament 
a cotton down sky.

A door slowly opens in the still mezzanine,
within soft...

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Muddy shoes beside her bed
Thoughts of you inside her head
Sheets that smell of gasoline
Been a long night for the beauty queen

Light flickers from a distant fire
Ask for the truth, she'll be the liar
The sight of...

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The warm hour after sunset in summer
Has long passed
So fast from these trees

In between
Just before the first freeze

Katydid clicks with half her strength
In the not-quite-right October sunshine
Violin swaddled to knee

Easy to miss her music
In the...

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