Long Patina Poems

I walked a long path today. Off in the woods nearby.

My dogs walked with me, and took side trails on the
sly.
 
A little trail becomes a deer trail, through the
eucalyptus and pine

The oxalis grows wild...

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Ongepatshket torqued skewed reflection

drawn courtesy lots of byte size chalk.

When e'er I summon fat chance
to empower me self with courage 
and steal a passing glance
in the mirror then instantaneously 
hairline fractures appear
than 'afore long 
snap,...

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Woven are these pages in poetic verse,
With bare threads of our deepest feelings,
You will find laughter, tears and remorse,
and words of wisdom, prayer and healings.

What compels their pens to shed poetic ink?
What forlorn moment inspired...

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I walked a long path today. Off in the woods nearby.

My dogs walked with me, and took side trails on the
sly.
 
A little trail becomes a deer trail, though the
eucalyptus and pine

The oxalis grows wild...

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There's a time to chase the world,
and a time for the world to chase you...
the distinction between destiny and damnation
can become ambiguous as a dream
on the edge of twilight
when the world is watching you ruthlessly,
hungering...

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"My dear fairy, for whom do you wait,
that time patina green your copper hair so it may match that door?”
Though I knew, t’was you, dear friend, for upon your stoop she perched,
Arms a-droop so queenly...

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...The wee ones simply want to be loved. 
Or at least get a glimpse from 
a {smart}phoned adult.
They wish for a sandbox with a playmate or two.
A warm peaceful bath
every bubble filled with 
a fairy...

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Beneath the surface of the perceptive mortal senses
the mind nestles the buds of dreams it desires to see bloom.
Allured by avid aspirations into insipid ignorance,       
it suffers wandering in...

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A butterfly you float in my garden at sunset,
Amber silents, daylight violets.
From behind the shroud of hesitant mind’s layers
Custom stares.
Through the surging gale flapping your wings’ flair
Love comes here,
Proclaiming the tenet that unveils the truth…
Love...

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(I couldn't talk about it so I wrote a poem)
Predator
Heartbreak comes in many ways. 
The first one will haunt me for all my days.
 My every nightmare and dream has your face 
to ignite my...

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The sparkling dawn lighted up my heart’s horizon, 
spread the sunburst colors of yearning
on the fervent garden blooming with my love,
swathing the facsimile of your florid face.

The patina of rose flushed your cheeks,
glittering with the...

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In the corner there...
Under the defused lights,
With spectral highlight’s here, 
There, they float near and afar.
An apple sits in its technicolor glory, 
It's not fully red or crimson or scarlet 
Greens of sage and emerald...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber ambles

Timelines cutting cross
my magnetic magenta 
miracle to dissipate in
dry desert...

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Letter to the rest of the world:
don't feel sorry for the United States of America.
the vast majority of we the people get along just fine...
its the five percent (dead enders) fueled by the press
that think...

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On the weary wings of winter the northern winds depart,
their harsh whisper in the frozen air 
the frost-fastened mulberry trees hear, 
“wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon, 
don’t despair, the serenading southern breeze 
will...

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ROSE GOLD (Part 2)

Gold

So much for power, the value of an empire, the value of a nation.
Squeezing from the people this metal of limitless extravagance,
Melting it down and poring it into lifeless ingots and marring...

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Inspired by Glenn Hughes song "Why don't you stay"


The sparkling dawn veneers 
my heart’s horizon with hues,
spreads the sunburst tinges 
of my timeless yearning,
paints gold garden in heart’s canvas, 
blooming with luster of my love,	
unfurls...

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WORD PLAY

                        Tasting butter from toast
      ...

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After a long walk on the unknown road I stand awhile to look ahead, 
see the dusk silently descend in the horizon with twilight gleam, and 
then I look back through the hanging haze of...

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At the frail fringe 
of the twilight zone
the dwindling day flushes
depleted
the halcyon horizon 
with the last shower                  ...

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Slender saplings sprout from sub-soil abode slowly
Tremble gently in the wake of the embracing breeze
Proliferating branches flutter like verdant wings wily
The forest flaunts the treasure of the towering trees.

Nascent leaves look up with promise to...

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It's a quaint little street, bustling with tourists
Shops selling ice creams and coffees, sandals, and seashells...
People rushing, a bike or two in the street, a car searching for a place to park
A baby cries, and...

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i soar in the thought of you
lost in thermals
free from every drop of gravity
where clouds dance free
wings spread in a balance
tipped at times
bent in flight guiding me
a swoop here, banking there
lost in you
then the lyncean...

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LIFE IN A SUITCASE

Crawling in the loft today, I found the suitcase.
Through a cobweb curtain, beneath a patina of dust
It lay.
Just where it’s lain for twenty years, full of memories of early days.
The suitcase.
The rusting...

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With empty capacious cauldrons 
the living entities arrive arrogant, 
and depart organically desolate.
In between they turn into 
instinctive greed slaves to snatch 
the unearned fortunes,
getting sucked spellbound 
within the abyss of cravings.

In the innate inferno...

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