Long Pearlized Poems

A Horn and Hardart Story
By Sy Roth


It begins with buttons, 
ivory buttons,
Pearlized pieces-- 
Not the plastic crap, 
Over-industrialized flotsam
that adorns clothing these days—

Eager hands fluttering like twin doves in flight,
Delivered buttons. 
His effort earned him...

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c r e s t f a l l e n 
                   lapis lazuli 
  ...

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Maradona, ice palace princess was more formidable than we knew
Her reputation was startlingly modest, said the soothsayer, Lou.
She led the dragon brigade in January, stated snowy owl, a friend.
Her army annihilated the enemy, I mean...

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I stroll leisurely along the avenue 
as silent trees stand sentinel.	
Not one leaf rustles or whispers; 
no branch breathes or even sighs.
No gust catches me off guard 
at the top of the hill so that...

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I stroll leisurely along the avenue as silent trees stand sentinel.	
Not one leaf rustles or whispers; 
no branch breathes or even sighs.
No gust catches me off guard at the top of the hill 
so that...

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"You're here," he whispered from shadows

My fragrance consorted before me 
Heady scent of musk-infused blooms 
Intoxicating allure, lustfully impure

On the bed was an opened poetry book,
across it pages,  a perfect red rose
Dark crimson, like...

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Where does the 
    selfless sun hide
when heavens
r a i n bloodstones? 
Burned and inscribed, 
from monsoon monsters,
gnawing at our bones,
the shimmering 
  darkness imbibed,
If only drifting 
shades 
  ...

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Ralph Waldo Emerson: "Nature always wears the colors of the spirit."

Star-speckled galaxies nestled in indigo stratospheres transform
Into a plethora of pastel hues, painting the canva of a breaking dawn.
Strokes of salmon and peach stretch across...

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While powdered flakes gently spill from heaven
Like embroidery of gold tassels kissing buds
And hawthorns ,the  frost twinkles and drifts
Into winter’s  beautifully formed marquee,
tangy the vapor of her skin 
wafting into  nightfall’s’ interlude.

Enthralled,...

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Upon her last sighs, she narrates cosmic 
sagas flowing within poetic veins.
She still remembers 
those idyllic evenings, 
engrossed in raining confessions, 
influenced by her shipwrecked heart, 
expressing scarlet 
sentiments that sail in silence,
across unruffled ink-stained...

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She could've been died
She could've been pearlized
She could've been torn in between the two
She didn't know what to do but,
I know one  thing I will always love this person
This person is my mama 
I'm...

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Lithe, light and lovely, Luanna mourned her elf friend’s death
Wearing the flowers he had always loved, increased her grief.
The rest of the fey understood her predicament,
the meadow was empathetic, eager to help, enthusiastic about her.

Her...

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When you 
walk out my eyes get watery as if im crying the seven seas my knees start to 
tremble my body becomes weak pearlized not in service anymore and if i dare to 
speak...

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