Long Outgrowth Poems

just moments ago, i went online and tapped Google 
   if some miraculous spell 
   could be drawn out of thin air
cause (this house husband 

   feels a bit...

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I'm looking at your shadow
It is cast bigger than what is your truth
The curve of your breasts accentuated,
your contour smooth as it gently glides down towards your hips,
rounding your buttocks to perfect proportions and your...

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My childhood elm of outgrowth stout
Nourished His formative buds about
While holding me during youthful sprout
Yet far I fell from Him.

For thoughtless Time forgives forgot
He waited for his puerile tot
My seasons passed far from his plot
And...

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Are springs’ eyes green like growing grass or blue like the sky?
The tears of spring are like nests to which returning geese will fly
Or nests of eagles that soar up high
Spring is the mother forever...

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Standing naked ,
free from the trapping's of this world
that at one time was self defining
in the glory of the love of God
feeling the presence of divine love
such an exihlaration of a moment shining

Chiseled with patience...

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Beneath blossoming, neat rows
Spring thoughtfully seeds
Once inchoate, now transformed
Were they visible, naked.

Coaxed or neglected
Into more important things --
Their outgrowth substantial
And beating, alive.

A pounding or downpour, 
The influence prized
Insomuch as it aided
Propagation. Spread.

The seeds, so once...

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Two friends had emerged as fellows would,
And shook swore they ought not under oath
Be they two travelers, long time stood
They both looked at one pass par as good
The other went next to an outgrowth

And he...

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It seems some are smitten
with long-fingered gloves,
while others have love
for warm woolen mittens.

Like puppies and kittens,
cute gifts from above,
you’ll give ‘em a shove
when fingers get bitten.

A gloved finger’s fat,
not very precise.
Ungloved? Bad advice ~
frost bites...

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Seems like we've all become
A nation of ruddy pill poppers
A pill for this, a pill for that
Even sex, now that's the topper

How did it finally come to this?
The doctors are making a killing
Prescribing a pill...

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How ancient be the mystic Rose
the present me,a rite of passage
tucked between the written prose
rising spirit within' the masses

Metaphoric our fragrant flower
meteoric rise  to power
attitude of love project
knowledge lost to those inept

Enmeshed in flesh,the...

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Emery

Emery had a nose of stone,
An outgrowth of his weighted mind.
Of alabaster was it honed
Into a feature aquiline.
Its heft was such that Emery
Would counterbalance with his jaw
By upward thrust of chin; thus he
Intended to reduce...

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