Long Minty Poems

It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day
an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after 
overwhelming luminous glare fainted
a somewhat true-to-life footpath in
a back of structured quaintness

Encountering myself at a passionate spring
oozing its life gliding o'er its rocky...

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We're now in the year 6555, and I am feeling happy and so alive,
Above, sunshine pours like honey, as along the oceanside I drive.

Wind whips my hair around, beneath skies a deep sparkling blue,
Like the...

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Humpty Dumpty lived in make-believe land, like dreamy shadows get long;
And he dwelt in a house near a wall, among merry, crimson, oriole throngs.

He had a figure equally rotund and jolly, and was therefore loved...

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Peter Piper was ever punctilious, like minty nature's painstaking paintings,
Or the palsied skies of one pretty evening, in the hour of the sun's fainting.

Peter lived upon a small, fertile farm, and was one of five,...

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The charming Miss Lola dwelt in the small town, at the edge of Red River,
With only her goose, 'Rouge.' She was named after her spot of wet vigor.

Rouge was the darling of Miss Lola, like...

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I was an essential nature photographer, very deeply immersed in my work,
Exploring leafy, wild green mansions, in the sunlit halls where beauty lurks.

I had always enjoyed natural pursuits, like minty trees reach for blue skies,
Enjoying...

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My son, John, was an engaging fellow, who was barely ten years old;
And liked frogs, marbles and playing ball, in luscious, noontime gold.

My son, John, was rather a dreamer, like the lazy cloud, sky features.
My...

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I was a vivacious, aroma loving barista, laboring midnights in a coffee shop,
Offering tasty drinks to fellow night owls, while others dreamed of lollipops.

My work was so pleasant and suited me, for I was enamored...

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I was a compelling abstract painter, engrossed in the world of vibrant colors,
Like the endless intensities of rainbow hues, that cancel any need for others.

Beauty was was always in my naked eye, in warped images...

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She looked peaceful in her lavender dress-
as I suppose she was. Eyes closed as if lost
in childhood dreams, small hands folded across her chest.
Her glasses resting beside her auburn strands,
lips pleading for color, her face...

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Edith had been suffering from shoulder pain
She'd developed a stoop and only her left shoulder would sag
When she went to see her doctor
He put all the blame on her weighty handbag

One afternoon she had time...

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I was an eminent, solar physicist, like the blushing rose, craving renown.
Each butterscotch morning I drove to work, and toiled until red sundown.

The observatory was the place I loved, keeping watch on our nearest star;
Like...

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Everyone called Joanna Wilde, Joanie, like an abbreviated crescent moon,
Of which she was much enamored, with its silky, maroon darkness tunes.

Pert Joanie was a young night owl, loving lone whip-poor-wills, singing,
And bewitching midnight stars of...

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Since the elderly king greatly loved music, his court esteemed it, too;
As sun and moon smile on myriad colors, during the butterfly revue.

The king was well loved and jolly, with the queen, always by his...

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Because of it, we laughed as grass is green there is she common.
And I realized; how it is I this became, such implied to her with favor.
And being left off distant of, but near to...

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Why do people associate colors with emotions? Do I have the same colors as you? No one will know what other people see. My blue could be your red. My dark could also be your...

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I really wanted, a refreshing day
Thinking to myself, what was the best way
First some cold water, I splashed on my face
Evidence of sleep, vanished without a trace
I felt my pores shrink, my eyes came awake
Brrr...

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She chased a pretty butterfly,
the field a minty green
With Salvia and Baby's Breath,
a watercolor scene

As fast as her two feet could run,
she touched its silken wing,
so vivid, a kaleidoscope,
a stained-glass kind of thing

When suddenly the...

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Colorful rainbows fill up the sky
Sprinkles of sugar falling like rain
Marshmallows banners of “I love you”
 from Cadbury chocolate planes

Mountain made of ice creams
 Milk and honey rivers flows
 And cotton candy tress
 Sweet juicy...

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"Bonjour, in the cocktail woods"
I see the waffled leaves of teal trees painting pink moon, 
With diamond dahlia arcs, flowering an orchid boon
Sprinkling love of french perfumed spells and cocoa mystique,
Flickering in neon scented star...

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twisted tied dyed bug infested, interested;
mon tosh memorized motor vehicle registrations;
tailor chokeberry reaches rhymes gyrations;
leaving whom am I to remain, sustained
captured...

WHY SHOULD I COMPLAIN
no ones listen......
no one listen.....
WHY SHOULD I COMPLAIN
who am I to cry
no...

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An amazing moonlit hazy walk,
A knotted wooden park bench to talk,
A slip of the arm over her petite shoulder
Heart racing, she smiles, he’s feeling bolder

He rises and outreaches his shaky hand,
Coaxing her to embrace as...

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A breast of rocks and woods with no song
Four hundred miles of pines that endure
And a path of chocolate sand with only hoof-prints.
Cherries are red but no one comes to pick them 
And grass here...

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I've heard the moon whispering to the stars
About your beauty about your olive eyes
One lost its way, 
One fells in you universe,
But another still fading away, 
Here it dies.
They all swore that no one would...

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I remember those late late nights.
with you running in my head.
no technology, just dimmed lights. 
just me and that rosary.
I heard you were in desperate times..
 
Made me shed a tear and cry.
You adore the...

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