Long Peruses Poems

behavior becomes boredom or bait or bestial badges. behavior becomes passion, penalty, or pleasure. like masked owls some are turning temperatures made tragic. like dying by breath or knit to knots memories become mirrors. by...

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In the office, he smiles so charmingly.
Saying and doing all the right things,
he puts all his female patients completely at ease.
Even the women hard to please return to him,
for he is famous for his bedside...

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The Silvery Scenes

By Stark Hunter

The silvery scenes,

Above the sensuous Mexican bloom,

Of transcendent yellow, red and orange,

Back there – in the digesting side garden,

Next door, adjacent the obscene lemon flowers,

An old sot sits and peruses 

A...

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The community cemetery adjoined
the rear fence-line of his property.
Broad, rolling green acres landscaped
with varieties of shrubbery and trees.
Monuments in lines, rows, and diagonal patterns. 
Most of them simple, monolithic.
Carvings, etchings, and brief epitaphs 
carved in...

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Mary Worth’s Secret

You’ll see her snow white hair
With a bound round bun in the back.
She’s traversing the shopping mall,
Un-noticed now by one and all.

Blue flowered calico is what she wears,
Black oxfords to protect old feet,
But...

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Institutional Jargon

Strait lined jacket, 
A wheelchair line-up peruses the pasty walls
In synchronized fashion
Secured by schedule 
Where the pristine uniform
Clicks heels and strides with purpose 
Adorned the fob with pen in pocket
To check the clock and...

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Late September the hills ring with bellows
as stags roar their challenges with gusto
collecting up the does into large herds
ready to give battle to the very death.

Walkers be wary as you too are an intruder
many have...

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I drag my life as excess packages
in the bag lady’s cart.
Dropping my ingenuity in puddles behind doorways,
the sleeping cats hiss their start, 
interrupted from their dreams.
Solace in solitude has no voracity,
Yet solitude drapes around me...

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Gardens – After Dark

Buddha sits stoically observing his garden.
The Gnomes snore as the Fairies toss and turn
asleep on the soft petals of flowers.  The impish
Pixies party with the flashy fireflies.
Nocturnal seekers. Mice, forever paranoid,
scurry...

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Smeared Sign

Snakes’ slivering skins smothered in slimy oil of temptation

Immersed inundated intrigued of intricate ill tempered shine

Go forth and multiply your ferocious frolicking fortune

No - Neverland promiscuous parody peruses the pear’s peril

Or was it a...

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He gazes upon  gracious beauty
perform my ripe flower, my willow,
for him only, who pays, do your duty
dressed in your kimono of wild indigo,

play your melodic tunes, dance, sing,
while he survey's divine innocence  
as...

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WINTER

How wondrous…
A cold winter’s day
Frigid air snaps the face
And wakes it from comfortable warmth

Blanketed white…
A winter’s ground is tucked away
Smoothed, clean surface
Folds into corners of thickets

Lone track …
A small creature seeks repast
Imprints in the crystalline...

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She  peruses the paper each morning, and the cartoons for laughs
 Then she  reads letters from the public
 Most of these letters are responded to by her staff
 She is briefed daily on...

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Paralyze thinking to hide in shadows
Tremored breaths of relentless thought
Changing haunts but remains constant  presence
White creeps of dark illusions create false imprints 
Putting scary intellection in front of everything
Seeing all doubt and failure
No fate...

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Midnight groans so quietly
From a tower far below,
Stars within the pathway
Give off a charcoal tinge,
And darkness roves, alone
Farther than my throbbing glance
And moves back into a shade
Like the deepening of these eyes
Where the pale glimmer...

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Alone he sits 
with the copy 
   he owns 
of the Zohar 
  on the table 
He yearns for unity 
    with the divine 
the Cabalist 
seeks to understand...

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A mature woman in a white and blue dress
peruses the memorable works of Emily Dickson
who was an unhappy person confined to a lair...
a poetess who narrated dire and loneliness;
no brightness was present, only a distant...

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