Long Pestle Poems

My auntie winter's icy breath wacked my bare face hard, when I step out earlier on
She gave me the cold shoulder and iced me out with a frosty glare for no reason at all 
it's...

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Devil's advocate claims Teflon Trump...

The demagogue reincarnate 
feels gifted to reign supreme
captivates, glorifies, lauds, 
renounces, yawps extreme
views bellows dogmatic fulminations
in an attempt to redeem
stolen 2020 capital one bid.

Which hunter (biden his time) 
will reap grim...

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Mighty Oak Tree, Its Acorns Fed Many
  (A Native American Food Source)

Hard-cast shell
flung down in Fall,
food for man and beast
nuggets of forested treasure,

Nature
sprinkles its bounty
majestic Oaks rain
fruited missiles to ground:

thy treasure feeds life itself
creatures...

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"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Anaïs Nin







“Man Eating Flower” 



Voluptuous lips 
Velvet soft and slick
mouth words that skip
and crush off wet tongues to 
french kiss and swallow
all...

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Reeds and dry mud walls,
Into whose crevices, weaving needles and knives are fixed.
Iron sheets of rust on top,
(The only modern feature!)
With leakages through which we can even visualize the sun,
Through which rain water and even...

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to parlay view to unleash nuclear weapons on cue
destroying vast swaths of flora and fauna,
   most inn no cent life forms pay hefty due
to assuage aggressively cruel, enjoyably 

   growling goal,...

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In the center of my chest sounds;
A pestle and mortar that pound,
With the rhythm of tudu-tudu-tudu;
In a manner that flows,
one and two and three;- breathe;
The ratio of three to one,
Three beats of my heart followed...

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Countdown to Armageddon precariously hinges 
   potential apocalypse outcome, mere smattering days away
if the brazen, fierce-some dragon doth don 
   trumps presidential throne - 
   ships with whistling ...

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tight thoughts toil,
as threads in head uncoil
ideas plaited, intent's tug
escort through dilate pupils.
umbrella lashes shady look
was all it took-
inception outspooked
at artful spirit's raid, 
inkling's snapline birth
twine in tensile mind, 
sprinkling notion's seeds.
Small things become divine.

...

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Under the tree in Africa, we sap strength
from the songs of the sparrows before sunlight.
as we walk to the farm, the 
morning breeze brush our 
body from the billowing branches.
We pick up our hoes and...

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 Eye the fabulist fabelist maker of dreams for ewe still remember the poem eye 
wrote where eye mentioned the fact that eye think they are liners...

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Répéter Depuis le Début 
The Pink Studio, by Henri Matisse, 1911.

Perception fuses like melted rose quartz,
fuses on the lens of Matisse’s puzzled eyes
like the naiveté of childhood returned to age. 
Melted images rose in two...

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The night was too tide
When I sticked with my last
So embraced with the maid
In the middle of the light

She is certain superb of the maids
The best choice ever did
That moons can't get z's
Holding the tilt...

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There once was an alchemist gifted with the mortar and pestle,
Who could combine magic with herbs and wax in a glass vessel.

She used charms and floral elixirs to make enchanted scented candles,
Which melted under flames...

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The glaciers swept over the corridors of North America standing in the back yard of Alaska they carved out the great lakes in Alberta, British Columbia  and Montana and, gazes at you  from...

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The Moon’s Yellow Eyes										
After: The King in Yellow by Robert Chambers 
					
Situations righted by the assassination in Sheepshead Bay (alibied with difficulty under earth’s single moon), I curl up on the windowsill hissing at the...

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In the midst of every crimson sky
you yonder...Every inch of the moment
that he reminisce, thinking of his yesterdays
remorse and sweet lullabies...Like a monastic
he tried to recall every illusion but not a facsimile.
He madly wanted to...

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An onion 
said, to a 
pepper fruit.
How do you 
do, today?
Without a 
pause, he 
added too
It’s quite an 
age, dear 
you?

How-do-you-
do, lovely 
bulb
-Replied, the 
pepper fruit
Out there, I 
camped
All season 
through,
Pepper also 
adds, too.

That aside,...

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In the midst of every crimson sky
he yonder...Every inch of the moment
that he reminisce, thinking of his yesterdays
remorse and sweet lullabies...Like a monastic
he tried to recall every illusion but not a facsimile.
He madly wanted to...

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10/17/16


Back to the fundamentals
It's been happening worldwide, continental

Wilted leaves and healthy flower petals
Amid Large boulders or tiny pebbles
Among soft to hard metals

The rain at times may be gentle or torrential

Call it quintessential
Way before fishing vessels
Or...

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The Wandering Yogi 

From city to city, from every  town to town
Catching every smile to smile, every frown to frown.
His allegiance goes to the exalted one, not any nobility nor the...

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Bouts of lightning flashes,swirls
And lightens up the pitch, black night
Of our neck of the woods
Tailgated by stealthy footsteps 
Of growling, grunting, moaning and roaring thunder,
As in gnashing and grinding of canine
As rain, like beads of...

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  In memory of a cat

In those years of innocence
When actions were not guided by much sense
I once killed a little white cat
That had trespassed; I guess, while on the trail of a rat.

I...

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The Chronicles of our Liberty.

Liberty in reverse.
Our nation, a living mystery, bonded in trinity. 
Herein lies our story.

Was it not yesterday, Freedom roamed and triumphed
in our backyard?
After our relished taste of liberty
from beings of a...

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No, you did not break my heart
Breaking would have been good
Breaking I could handle
I could just pick up the pieces
I could try to glue them back together
Or simply live without the missing pieces

No, you did...

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