Long Overtone Poems

This was only our second date...

A Black Tie Affair...

...Set against an incredible view,
vineyards, waterfalls,
a plentitude of flower beds,
all just outside a charming postcard Town.

This indeed was a serious event,
anyone  who was anyone...
and my date...were here.

A...

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'Play back that sound',she explained with bitterness,
'What's wrong?',I questioned,
I found out that she was severally harrassed at a conference, 
"He won't be entertained by any room with his proposal",as she envisioned,
Just sitting on the bed,I...

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The meadows are charmed and filled with delight.
Presently steeped in the darkness of night
The cool air is warmed as a new day has begun. 
She peeps over the horizon, hail praise to the sun.

I settle...

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We Reason, Therefore “Litter Be!” (1)

“Litter be, litter be, litter be, litter be!” (2)
Hear our future’s judgment, “Litter be! Oh, Oh, Oh!”

Yes, dinosaurs still roam the earth (more you than me?)
We find their footprints (left...

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There's a point blank 
Just south of Soulsville
where common pit desires exude 
extreme ego ratios rotating on human gutlike
socioshadow experientials. Slow slug immuno
pain gestures cloud coilshaped reason
with limited intellirespect ids--only
that lonely by product of talking...

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A chain of events has lead me to this here and now,
it is a twisted chronicle and woeful history;
but, I will spare you the complete saga of my life.

I have spent part of my journey...

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Aboard the event train I watched over the undulating scenery ahead. 
Whose eyes see into shadows ogling the unknown
What a basically exhilarating time indeed.

What other panorama undresses before admiring glances.
Evening skies in many orangey shades...

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Raspberry Kisses


Silent kisses throughout the air.
Just like the wild raspberry affair. 


Nowhere to know how,
Can they be found!
Now they are here,
Only to me you appear, 
Fragrantly simple and sweet,
From your head to your feet,

Melts-in-your-mouth, easy...

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“Capturing my imagination of a candle in glorious blaze,
My breath extinguishing it to get ready for the dark night haze.”  The Poet 

Sunset’s glowing color of crimson and gold is in sight,
I settle to...

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Blue Pegasus flies in quantum zone
Spirit he is beyond Omni verse overtone
To cry he is prone
Because his mate is gone

He can do things humans can’t even dream
Yet that does not help his self esteem
Across celestial...

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Quote: "Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise." Unknown Author of a well known poem.

As the day meanders by,
Sunbeams still stream from the sky, 
With...

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The day is done. Travel dispersed, no more roaming.
Between dusk and sunset, it’s the gloaming.
I settle to watch, inspired by that instant moment,
When day gives over to night a regal bestowment.
Lights begin to shimmer, as...

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The day is done. Travel dispersed, no more roaming.
Between dusk and sunset, it’s the gloaming.

I settle to watch, inspired by that instant moment,
When day gives over to night a regal bestowment.

Lights begin to shimmer, as...

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I am drunk with beauty,  
interludes of ecstasy engulf my spirit;
Reflected in bold strokes,
taking me into the realm of beauty.

This impression appear before me 
with a childlike innocence 
and yet like a child they 
remain indifferent to what...

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Five Shades of Anthracite

Triads of black white and grey in the middle colour in above and out within


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Beside the placid waters of the Rhone
A classical village rises to meet the sky,
The magnificent steeple an inverted cone
Hoists a Saint Anthony’s cross to passersby.

The placid waters of the Rhone reflect
Tightly crowded flats along the...

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Making it known in the twilight zone, 
an unknown, error-prone player reached a milestone 
using  follicle stimulating hormone 
to produce a phytohormone clone of Alicia Silvestone 
honed from a fully grown breastbone and stray...

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Who am I to take her innocence.
To caress her untouched virgin fibers.
This is not a negative connotation of lust,
it's an intimate overtone to show affection.

I tell my heart to be patient,
yet it irks from the...

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Envy eats at my eager overtone.
Airing aspirations of me alone.
Resenting ruse, requiring need.
Festering famine, for you I feed.

Covet creation, I crave carelessly.
Desiring deeply, damn fearlessly.
Greedily grasping for others gain
Invidious intrusion, idly insane.

Spitefully starving, stalking prey.
Jealously...

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blinded by a rhythm that died a long time ago
i revive the beat and myself everytime i press the fingerprint
today i mark with makeshift age spots
nowadays i decorate with a few long forgotten notes
perhaps i...

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COMMONPLACE VIII
Liberty,the poet’s pride where
inspiration flies free in light
&space.Concentrated & alive
this friend within,distilling hidden
essence ,the unstated enigma,an
overtone without words,flooding out
as yesterday’s rain,pure poetrt in
still life.From a passionate silence
touching the void within,wirds just 
flow from infinite...

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Multitudinous bells secern the tones
as may resound sharp bamboo xylophones.

Pulchritudinous bells have rhythmic ding,
others that linger with tedious ring.

Some little bells can echo a jingle
that surely bestow a Christmas tingle.

Quite many bells ting melodious chime
prompting...

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