Long Pillowed Poems

Part I

Where gladiators fought for life,
we meet to fight for love
The constellations in the Roman night sky,
celestial spectators, bathe the Colosseum
in the white blood of light
The night is throbbing with the heat of our battle,
our...

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My receptive wide adoring eyes rested within the ambient light and bathed in The Shadoe and shade of the scene
Where before me a paragon of sublime refined  beauty 
So sensually seductively and arousingly delightful...

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I got friggin heebie jeebies

Cuz buzzards circle o'er me
eyeing these lovely bones prithee
id est Roy L. T. Canard, Si
hence impossible mission 
to be lovey dove vee.

Vague remembrances of dream  
which recurred with frequency
transfixed by...

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Through Their Eyes

The Poetry Murders Part 3 in the series

Murder She Wrote

It was a dark night with a full moon
The alley narrow, my hopes high
My footsteps echoed in the ears of the invisible
I quicken my...

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It seems a shame that you're not here
To share my evening stroll with me, 
As I walk down this gravel road
That takes off just outside of town.
Two pheasants flush from bar ditch pools
(The grassy soup...

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with midnight dreams we dance
unyielding, i stir unwilling to awaken
incessantly seeking
You

like virgin wings of the monarch, your shape gently unfolds
i clutch the edges of slumber
aware in my wakening you will be gone
Again

you have come before,...

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Oh The Potter's-Rage, two-tone frogs frilly, innocent just-Like; them two-
Faced little-Chuckling Babies, chirping-Sparrows. "Finding-out" they're some-what 
Arbor though I can-see-now they still-can sing Just a bit-yes quite-a-good ways-a-
whale about-yeah bellowing up-far-a-ways-out-there-stoked-up-just under-right out 
along-a-part them;...

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"Oh The Potter's-Rage" two-tone Frogs--frilly, innocent just Like-them two
Faced; Chuckling little-Babies, chirping-Sparrows. "Finding-they'resome what--Arbor; though I can-see-now they still-can sing Just a bit-yes quite-a-good ways-a-whale about-yeah bellowing up-far-a-ways-out-there-stoked-up-just under-right out along-a-part them; like them there...

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Once upon a time
A boy and a girl 
Fell in love and fell deep
Were on top of the world.

Not the strongest seas 
Could wear away our love
So I took your hand and watched 
Our lives...

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Tomorrow’s desert’s wet mirage, cloud’s shape men can’t embrace.
Its fantasy, parched throats stay moist, its pillowed softness drawn
beyond arm’s reach are butterflies restrained with nets we weave.
Like Sisyphus, whose life God cursed, we search for...

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It stands alone four square, white-washed straw-thatched, 
small window panes, black frames, and out back chickens hatched, 
pecking weedy ground around a single willow.
Set just a little back from single country lane, 
high-hedged between the...

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When Spring’s soft murmurs broke the stillness of the rolling hills,
He took his guitar outside to welcome days of daffodils.
His music wound throughout the pines in greening melodies,
The gypsy lady heard them and was stirred...

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When soft colors of  
the amethyst twilight,  
dance amongst shadows~
swirling through forlorn forests,  
I count sparkling syllables of  
pirouetting peridots,  
looking for metered refrains  
from the emerald empyrean, ...

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Miss Jordan —
Are you satisfied?
Living in a world
Where hopes and efforts never collide,
Where all abide by someone else's design.
Would you simply resign?

It's peculiar how you're blind —
Self-imposed by your own mind.
Could you just stop and...

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This Medusa had no power to turn us into stone
but when she ran aground over Poseidon's throne
his anger stirred, and into the sea the crew was flung.
On a raft urgently built of salvaged timbers we...

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The sun dappled patio 
     irresistibly beckoned 
     pillowed pad to bedeck 
     cement spongsbob
     square pant sized couch...

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At eventide,
Under the roseate glow
Of the receding evening sun
I sauntered down the road
To where my beloved dwell
Not far-off from my own abode

Fast by his threshold 
A low moan issued from his room
I made open the...

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An Arctic fox casts a shadowed glance
Sideways on the frozen glassy lake, slipping 
Pigeon like, gingerly, through fractured light
Images of a swollen moon swallows up the night

Wanderlust for blood will keep him tracking
Hunger pain is...

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BLOTTED OUT
He loved,but could not say
such words,he could not find;
He loved,but could not touch
such warmth,was just too much;
He was proud,but could not praise
such sounds he could not raise;
He supported,but not with words
such feelings,witheld unheard;
Sentiment,tight reined...

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A blossoming evening,serene valleys,meadows and alleys
Cottages in  distance twinkling little lanterne lights
Indigo moon peeping from blue black velevet skies
Sparkling diamonds dancing through the night
There i lay on fine grain crystals,in my own solitude
finding peace...

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In the wasteland wilderness of disappointed love
I find you
Haggard and famished
Ravaged by the blazing sun
I find you
Spent and on the verge of death
I find you

I kneel beside your still form
I wet your parched lips with...

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women what I love
the waves and curves
and soft linen to disguise what lies beneath
my gaze surfs, in lines
up and down from bottom to crown

the straights too
and the curly cues
like mine
and their eyes
better than heels, jewels...

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© 2010 (Jim Sularz)

A morning meadow - tall, red-yellow speckled,
now, humbled low by the wind.

Conifer sundials – mirrored shadows, slowly stretching, dancing, and then diminishing - along blurred edges of a lush, flowing sea.

Feathered, high...

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In the cradle of our candle light last night...
We settled and sizzled in the moonlight.
We danced through the dense of the darkest night.
Like a cutest couple we cuddled in the bubble of bonded bouquets.
Dined with...

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   Nothing refreshes me more 
than standing beneath the misty veil of a waterfall. 
Like avatar of baby's breath 
and droplet of anti-death. 
Phoenix burst of peppermint- spurt, 
soft chew squirter of mint...

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