Long Necklaced Poems

Long miles of tedious journey,
Missing my darling honey.
Travelling impatiently, spend thousands of 
money, 
Hope god will bless me with ma lucky soul 
at this season.

Equatorial island exploring its amazed 
beauty, glittering with immersed grasses.
Wrapped by...

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I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece;
I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece.

So beloved was this art called re-creation, that it had for...

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The Bitter Bite of Night!

Night creeps in sotto voce
melding with the mellowing village life.
Night, a seemingly mischievous cat,
slips along incognito in its prankish mood,
teasing any light that tries to define her.
Night now casts darkness into...

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I descend from Prussian tradition full of frozen rain and fire’s marches

Lagoons and marshes my father and history know about the Baltic Sea where 
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A venetian red yearling’s head
Pops up
From behind a fallen log
Licks rouge from its lips
And the syrup sipped from dark maple bark
Ears tweaking
To the snow-crunch creak
Of my dog and me approaching
From down the trail

Forest
Tamed by these...

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Upon (die) re rhea ding previous poem
     All In The Name Of "Progress" zen
a glaring, leering,
     and twittering left par wren
     dared to...

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Whit wet Vetted Splendour...

Pervaded mounded jeweled ground
gunmetal sky incessantly
pelted and did pound
asper staccato round

arhythmic, emphatic, melodic sound
to this clown,
who felt housebound
as precipitation reigned down.

steady rain quintessentially
patterned oodles of necklaced
mini mellow marsh lands
wee hour early this...

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Love comes in all
shapes and sizes – Thank God!
Myself having evolved in some
rather, undesirable directions...

But what is the same anymore?

Environmentalists say, not the sky!
Not the seas! (Seagulls flying off
with bees to who knows where?) 
As...

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A familiar scene to all who walk this lovely 
Spot, as into view close by the river path 
Comes something which is not 
The usual day-to-day. All who pass her pause, 

Then stop to gaze...

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Green carpet fields, laid seamed and edged 
with berry hedge 
and windswept tufted trees hemline the valley stream that cuts through to the sea. 

Coarse bracken covers the higher cliff, 
with feather ferns in darker...

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on the wind
a bell tolls
memories surface
words unerased-
the image fades

with a tremor of light-
daybreak tinges
the nigrescent sky grey-
the horizon appears
distinct in my mind's eye

without-
the waning sun
warms my face
shalom cloaks
the wells within

hanging from the trees
winter fog welcomes...

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without-
the waning sun
warms my face
shalom cloaks
the wells within


with a tremor of light-
daybreak tinges
the nigrescent sky grey-
the horizon appears
distinct in my mind's eye

on the wind
a bell tolls
memories surface-
words unerased
the image fades


huddled together
from the sheeting rain
the unbrellas...

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colour
attracts a
bee here and there-
but fragrance stops it in 
its tracks

over
the stubble
carrion crows-
the game-keeper heads home
for tea

August
shaded gold
becomes monsoon-
berries rot beneath the
bramble.

a drop
of water
upon  the ground-
forever lost,without
a sound

inspired by 2 sam 14:14

Kisses
and cuddles
with whispered...

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O Marchsillypus!
Sour apples, roaring dandelions
lambykins and daffodils
furglowering seeds
blown through sweetling fingers
and tweedy cantankerous fiends
with the fierceness of lions
toss the bouncing balls
of lollypopkins into streets
not made of gold
to save his much too lawngreen soul
except for honeysweet...

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NATURE’S CHAIN

a thick mist blankets the winter dawn---
                       necklaced jewels bedeck the hedge,...

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