Long Pimpernel Poems

"Cocoon"

They say...
a New World 
traces over the old,
leaving the unaware,
erased, far behind 

the old unaware, 
left far behind,
crawls the walls
in its web of lies
spinning suspect 
strings of silk 
in the air

glistening diamond nets
slick and sticky...

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Above the gleaming constellations, soaring high
Over waves of Seven Seas, where dreams lie
She’s supernal, the Sapphire Star of El
A fire pulsar shell, casting her spell

Twiinkle, in the darkened sky so bright
She’s celestial, a blessing in...

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"Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness"



The blue lines ripple like waves
to the right side of the page
vacantly calm 

from the shallow depths 
of the ponderous pond
the words, fast black fins, break the wake surfacing

mute reviews...

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Things

Things . . . 
Things?
Things!
Just ordinary
Things.
Familiar Things.
Everyday Things.
Obvious Things.
Even trivial Things.


Things seen
Front on or 
From an angle.
Things glimpsed.
Things touched.
The smell 
Of Things.
The feel 
Of Things.


Things?
Yes just Things.
But all Things
That remind 
Me of you.
Some Things
Cause a...

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I was a capable, urban professional, quite eagerly living the high life;
Like pink robin, of the saffron noon zenith, afore shadows bloom rife.

My daily work was very challenging, and it allowed me to be creative;
Like...

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CHILDREN OF THE MIDSUMMER GARDEN

Dreamy midsummer comes to the garden
 Leaving her perfume so intoxicating
Colors float up – bounce like a fountain
 Autumn comes soon – a lady-in-waiting.

What can you say about fragrant Rose?
 So...

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Granny said there’s signs from nature we’ll get,
and it would behoove us not to forget.

You’d best listen when she threw out her words,
because she knew the ways of critters and birds.

She knew how to read...

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The moonbeams tripped my pillow, gently, softly
kissed my cheek. My roof a Weeping Willow,
through which a gentle breeze did speak. In the
Tulip bowl I quickly washed my face, Damsel
Flies dried me with beating wings of...

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When 
all 
of 
them 
were 
holding 
guns. 
We 
held 
knobkieries 
and 
stabbed 
their 
sons. 
We 
sang 
songs 
of 
war, 
they 
shot 
bullets, 
we 
slew 
their 
nuns. 
They 
killed 
our 
Azania 
and 
told 
us 
to 
belly...

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Therein lies the problem, we inadvertently do control the weather, climate warming via pollution, and clouds can be made to rain. Fauna and flora decimated, extinctions, ten plus a day. A lot of mammals threatened,...

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What I find pointless are some words we speak
Like isotope, calamity and wretch
Wandering through a meadow of steel
I see the cold field outstretch.
And upon the bottom of the left side’s right
The top begins to bend
A...

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pimpernel on my thighs 
eloquence and delectation
conversations with the wise
reveal to me which death i must die.

lily in the valley
bravery passion and determination
whatever has to be done 
is a puzzling bird song

eyes lifted skyward past...

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land... a barren waste
the seven seas, future steam
climate warming

a weed to thee
the scarlet pimpernel
forget-me-not

primroses
yellow sapphires... light banks
there are no shadows

the only animal
to live in hope... humans
reality rules

building on mountains
in hope... they will not slide
false security

knelt...

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I just stopped in my tracks
 
hearing those beautiful verses
 
soft, sweet, and a little bit sultry
 
What she called broken English
 
drew me near and
 
ripped my heart to pieces.
 
I came closer and...

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Adorable Michelle
A blonde bombshell
A chic mademoiselle
Moved like a gazelle

Vicious rumours ripe to dispel
Everything between heaven and hell    
Around on the carousel from rebel to infidel
Jealous wagging tongues, wasn’t hard to tell

Really she...

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The scarlet path of big, full blown roses,
Intersects with the golden Buttercup Lane,
And takes a wild turn at Bluebell Road,
Where a deep violet blue color explodes!
Nearby is scented, lacy Queen Anne's Place,
A short distance from...

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groundsel
      forget-me not

my pretty spurge
      mere fools parsley
      sowing thistles
      a
    ...

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