Long Palming Poems

Gym lights take a little while to run
Flickers, bickers with itself
Fade on
Nightly, he lays, contemplating
The escape of his talent
When did it happen
While I run my manicure on his scalp
Attempting to purge anxiety 
He always said...

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Peter Piper pickin peppers
Pick your pockets 
Potential profits
Purely pleasure
Plan on passin on, Puttin  all
Personal belongings 
In your purses or wallet
Because peter's plottin,
Poppin up practicly anywhere 
Presidential pluckins possible
He's a professional 
At peak performance
Nope no police...

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A - rresting beneath dancing fingered fronds palming zephyr's touch.
B - each building sand castles throughout dawning sunlight.
C - rumbling granules of fate in the noonday sun.
D - esigns creating a new look ashore.
E -...

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Wonderous creations 
Flowing across nations 
Filled with positive vibrations 
That would lead down a path of negativity 

Once Intune with  one another 
Unified by a dream 
Each 
Hoping to achieve 
What it is resting...

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THE ALMONDS INCIDENT

We got back from our power walk
about an hour ago
After changing clothes, she sat on the
sofa with a fizzy juice cocktail and her
novel of the week
Remaining in the kitchen, I brought out
a bag...

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A crescent river bend
Exiting from bathroom
Perhaps to set a trend
As nude as a fresh bloom
Down the dancing stairs


Did she leave her gown
In a room downstairs
She is looking like a chair
Bending her head down
Palms close to...

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Valentine’s straddling bikes, hiking it to the mall.
Youthful and carefree; passing trees in revelry 
as the sun plays peekaboo through its leaves.

Half a heart, each. Each pounding the busy streets.
A flirty wind blows her hair;...

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Body in yoga positions unyielding
Sun light in angles to play with the eyes
Nimble lit fingers are all concentrating
waiting for brain-waves to signal, advise
all for the loosing of splinters
Caught from the deck in an afternoon bathe
Right...

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Honesty blankets the sour taste left
That positions itself between conscience
To the right of promise beside honor
Behind targets farther from wonder and grace
Closer to our faith we fail to act on.

Remembering that we are dust...

A sour...

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i sip those coffee irises
which beckon my core
sans a resounding wave
or bawdy utterance

the strong, robust urge
a breathless yearning
i stir that drink
with a flirtatious cream

i lean into his cup
the grind of healthy soil
a tasty, deep, romantic...

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Pretty face let me touch you
Warm hands of experience...
Serving the holy triangle, 
Times rhythms expire...fire...desire, 
words re-molded a man to a higher --
transcendent fashionable sculpture. 
Bleeding clocks timing joy...
Crooked judgements shedding voidance, 
In the arms...

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