Long Nectared Poems

Reflections

Though our love nurtured well in passion's fire
Aroused now as a lamplight on life's road
This ember's torch burns still from our desire
With gleams of memories from love bestowed
as we journeyed in wondrous enchantment
I've kissed you...

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Over yonder pastoral realms, with heaving mounds of green
Birds of variegated colors shine, where.streamlets gleam with opal sheen.
In circles round, fleetfooted Zephyr sweeps the laurelled ground
With footfalls that loom, a sweet scented voluptuous sound
Which gently strike...

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When our eyes first met, in an evening's glow of twilight
the moon was rising, the world disappeared
I saw only you
we enjoyed a calm gentle merriment
as love's breath crossed the unmeasurable distance
where we found a glistening...

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The clock chastises me,
as painted petals bloom brilliance
in illuminated wonder that attempts 
escape from the hidden crevices
deep within my beleaguered mind.

The beauty I seek is but an allusive dream,
     flowing rags...

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When our eyes first met, in an evening's glow of twilight
the moon was rising, the world disappeared
I saw only you
we enjoyed a calm merriment
as love's breath crossed the unmeasurable distance
where we found a glistening glimmer...

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COLOURFUL LAMENT

I combed cool waters of your 
baby blue crystalline Jewel as you 
waded waterfall waves washing 
my stellar rainbow rays 
Arching it melted into the warm 
womb of transducing tangoing Earth

Her Violet Flame devoured...

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Once again

I miss the nothingness

the stale leftovers

of crusty bread

Once again

I yearn for something

which I ain't yearn for

I yearn for someone

who isn't there

Once again

the tear of joy

becomes a myrth drop

upon soft lips

Incensed cold ashes

cover flamed burns

Once...

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When Cupid comes with arrows he goes straight for overkill  
and for this tender type of ailment well there is no magic pill 
you have to join the cherubs as they clang their cymbals...

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 I climb down into your wild world
Into a nectared dream 
Of love's insatiable kiss
Where your hands like buds extend
To the naked glass of heaven
Like slender stalks
Clasped upon spring's sweet breath
In the first smile of...

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As a loosed bird and the broad liberties of the sky, 
So have been long life’s borderless freedoms and I; 
I often have kissed countless trolls’ decoying lips,
And thought their lush mouths such nectared tips....

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If you were here
The sheets would rustle now
Like whispers in the night
The wind would come
With jasmine breath
And your eyes would be
The candle of delight

If you were here
Your veins would murmur like a stream
And my ear...

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note in the margin of a book
I come here, and so often without mass or time, 
Recovering my childhood's first absence from school
This is Dunstan River, and so celestial the clime
I hear water lillies breathing...

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Mightier than fibs and sharp swords, 
Manacled truth will with time prevail
Against high peak and gigantic vale, 
And glossed lips' deodorized words. 

Sharper than lucre's nectared studs
Stabs tested truth's right-driven nail;
Till all wrong-worn tongues wax...

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Because love's desire trembles
like a beating heart in need
I live timeless days and nights
with memories that come like raindrops
that that fall upon me
as I cross empty seas in worn-out shoes
seeking a shore of rising tides...

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Like milk from blue mountains' swollen breasts, the fog
Intertwines with pungent campfire smoke, a blue mist
Frescoing my quiet river valley's primeval lap.
Twilight tiptoes, surreptitiously, spying on secluded tryst;
Interlaced, grape and honeysuckle canopy overhead,
Noddng blossoms dripping...

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Nectared graces overwhelming must 
Underline your pulse-halting charms;
Utopian opal spelt by honeyed terms,
Resistless pearl cased in mortal dust. 

Fair-miened nymphs kings did melt;
But such sly vixens, like old Phoenix
Acing artful Death's ambrosial tricks,
Would find your...

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SOLITUDE A LOVE KNOT

Rushing millipede of rain down my window pane
sadness drifts, glided uninvited ounce reef.
Unruffled even from billowing strain,
solitude steals unnoticed like a thief.

Tiptoeing feet over my naked crippling fear.
Verbiage expressed in trying train...

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                 All Clouds Lead to You 


       Imagine us, high above the earth,
       Laughing on a...

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Across the wide meadow of verdant green,
splashes of pastel pink waved in the breeze.
One of the lovliest wildflowers I've ever seen
appeared to ebb and flow like restless seas.

Delicate, the buttercup, its veins finger-traced.
This wildflower beauty...

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This may be a morning dim,
Yet the sun will shine.
The day has just begun
And all the luck is mine.

The week has just started,
Birds sing in buoyant welcome;
This time around I’ll win
As long as I’m calm.

The...

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As you are my love beneath a full moon
a rendered silhouette in splayed light
our arms are empty as our eyes consume
in wondrous dreams that lay before the night
the scent of fragrant love shares its rapture
fills...

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Dear poet,
today I read them a poem,
its symbollism I depicted with no mean gestures
its rhymes I mimicked masterfully
and in light tone of its satire I spoke.

Today dear poet,
of their imaginations I begged,
to walk down the...

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 sweet is the nectar 
chosen you are a flower
 milkweed and aster
~
 favorite blossom
 preference "bee" popular 
pollinated plants
~
borage bee come in
 inside me lick access my
 nectar juices source
~
daisies water me
my patient honey...

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to kiss your lips, to drift away
and feel the allure of palms burning

soft tremors from love's timeless enchantment
where time trembles, and grows still
to wait shimmering souls

lover's hearts meet in crescendo
to bathe in warm eternal bliss
hunger's...

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Countee Cullen knew you, and you nectared him
Lambent voice when Harlem was wrapped in night
Artist and rebel, African singer of Grecian hymn
Umbilical to Jamaica, nightingale in Nietzschean flight
Deny not the laurels I lay at your...

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