Long Pansy Poems

With these lines I’ll relate an intriguing tale of dubious accuracy
For I Hope to unveil sordid affairs of more than one conspiracy!
Be warned, that though you might be disturbed by the facts I relate?
They are...

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Say I:

On the websites I used to share, I was frequently amazed 
     Poems got greeted with silence; it seems eyes were quickly glazed. 

It’s as if I’d morphed into a...

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Under a tree of wet blossoms, shimmering to life in the sun, one honey bee is circling around two burly men, who wave it off,  with childlike dramatics...arms flailing.   One of them,...

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Hello, everyone. Today we welcome the famous color Purple to our show. 

Hello. I’m so happy to be here.

So, tell me, Purple, Why do people refer to prose sometimes as purple?

Ha! I’m sure you know...

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My (bleeding) heart is filled to overflowing, 
To see any growing glad(iolus), garden glowing;
Each sun peached, (petunia) petaled delight,
Is frozen in precious moments of pure delight,
From bursting buds, to the spicy boom of blooms,
Nature is...

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I belonged to a family of farmers, we had farmed for generations;
And we were true to our land, as blooms loyal to sweet sensations.

I knew the fierce satisfaction, only derived from working the land;
And sometimes...

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I was a bonafide, happy beautician, like a gorgeous, daisy sun as it is rising;
And charming, happy faces were my pursuit, like silvery moonlight uprising.

My days were a flurry of manicures and facials, like nature's...

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CHILDREN OF THE SUMMER GARDEN

In the lazy days of summer
 When heat streams up in afternoons
Come into the season’s garden –
 Nature’s outdoor living room.

Early riser, blue Morning Glory vine
 Opens at dawn and sometimes...

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When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above 
infected ripples of time,
I question the 
chaos that claims
serenity through 
saline serenade 
of sirens, composed 
with midnight ink
across a mazed face 
of a starless canvas,
What if these...

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STAR TREK REVIEW

Star Trek 2: Kirk has a grand battle with a villain from the original series.  Spock
dies saving the ship and his body is deposited on the Genesis Planet where an
experimental technology creates...

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pansy, dandelion, ill`behavior, 
nopoe,^shrub_,thistle?
I have no idea 
who you think i am or was, 
Serotonin, Dopamine, Endorphin?

Could be i'm a Syntax error in line 150.
A Happiness Frequency,
now offering beautiful parting gifts.
Sharing way too much info
in...

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I was working my way north through Kansas,
selling hot dogs at a traveling fair,
the pay wasn’t great, but it was still a job,
and I met all sorts of people there.

We’d set up for a week...

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The implosion of a thought is neither a shred or a shard. In fact it is surely a pulsation of a wisdom whirlpool? Really? How rather radical. And amusing to the laughs of the rhombuses...

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Her eyes begin to sparkle
With joy from within
Pleasure only found from
Sharing the heart with a friend
Elation only known with
The whisper of intimacy baptized
In laughter, smiles, euphoria
Left on the heart who listens 
Silently, to the roar...

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Empress Ladybird lived in Moss Wood, in a huge, hollow of an oak tree;
In domestic comfort, with all her dear children, beyond the entry, leafy.

Empress and her mate had parted, when they'd resolved to move...

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Summer's showers for tender hands
stretching out to rainy skies...not thundering,
stunningly doomed by silence;
thankful hands showing gratitude:
pure love flowing from the smallest heart...
to rapidly move and thrill us
with its sincere feeling
and bring us back to that...

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I don't know what to say when my voice is being controlled
Even after all the millions of joints that I've rolled
I can't change the fact that both women and men strike my fancy
Even as exposed...

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Red soft velvet, forever in my mind,
purple and blue, every color of the rainbow.
White to near black emotional displays,
their meanings hidden in the multitude of their colors.

Once I shared my secret with you,
the flowers I...

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The study all alone,
in the corner of the home,
where a man can think,
reflect and have a drink,
be free of charging kids,
of daily cares be rid,
read what ancients say,
this is a male space.

In the wood with...

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In the very warm May' afternoon,
I decided to take a stroll instead of being blue,
and getting a little adventurous was to discover
another pansy or violet bloom;
these flowers were the precious gifts of a little and...

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Little munchkin dweeb
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CHILDREN OF SPRING

Spring spreads out her parasol
 In April, June – always May;
Invites the children of her garden
Come with her to play today.

Yellow Daffodil stands straight up
 Announcing Spring with his horn;
Spring arriving! See! Spring...

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(By the time of the shooting of
"The Misfits", the Miller-Monroe
marriage was in deep trouble.
The Pansy is Montgomery Clift,
The Tusker is John Huston.)

After the Fall

It started as a mental exercise. 
I wondered if an East-Side Jew...

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I first met with Arthur, on a Tuesday. We were in Kindergarten. It wasn't the most auspicious of meetings. I made him cry after I told him his ears were bigger than an elephants. But...

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BEWITCHING  NIGHT        

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