Long Pinkest Poems

Hark and listen well, if those foretoken in the eyes of hungers lust
Trapped in their illusion, trampling the Stars into dust
Forced with the detestation stench by the swamp of absolute disgust
Thou blackest scorpion be accursed,...

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Professed, nonwarranted kinfolk attest upon the secret florist
Herald stewards, forbear! Striplings, go not to entice the fawn’s forest 
Yonder snowy peaks, betwixt pearls, radiates the pinkest amethyst
Amidst, thy gently sloping curves, hymns of harmony praise...

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In the relentless rhythm of time,
You have transformed into a mysterious beacon,
Shining in the night,
Invading my heart with embassies of thoughts,
Consulates of feelings and representations of burning longing,
Today, on the highway of my dreams,
Your green...

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I'm gonna get going Friday morning
I'd like to stay but it's best I'm going
Things don't feel like they should be
So I'll hit the road and just be free

You're the prettiest girl there's ever been
Your eyes...

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I. The Virgin

Dimpled white dove of a girl,
tell me where did you go
when I opened the little door
to your cage--
did you flutter, supple and blushing
into the half-moon's glimmer?

Floating on the breeze of girlhood,
did you caress...

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By the light of the pinkest prettiest orange moon Faerie folk had ever seen,
There was a haze such as the elves could have invented, but maybe not.
It was the magical bewitching hour, and the meadow...

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To mum3
Where are you my Lord Goddess
I think busy with thy work I guess
No see since morning
Thou are just amazing
Are you in school or home
Let me know for I write a poem
Today being my favourite...

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Do you think you know me?
Do you want to?
The tough thick skin you soften with your touch
Hides only something far penetrate.
You move in me and melt ice
but only a little.
The wall that surrounds the truth
Is...

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It was not expected, this diversion. Being uncommon of a type
And truly off the beaten track; the windscreen wipers wipe
Away the sheets of marmalade rain unremittingly,
Their sweeping swipe at drizzled prisms swept incessantly.

The sun, it...

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At first Pig Meadows did not seem to me like much of a wow.
They head toward the barn, a bit closer; I can stay in the house right?
So large! Children say. You should see the...

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"I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
I know where it is, 
and I'll take you there, 
Because you're my one and only lover.

 I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
It's a beautiful place,
just...

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You are my soul's hinterland Huntress
methodical in seduction
beautiful in bashful entrapment,
capturing this man's mania for erotic offering
leading me into open fields of forbidden fantasy,

Disrobe my desire, denude my fire
that spires hot for you,
you are my...

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Dawn's Calyx Woke Her And She Saw Pink Explosions

Dawn's calyx woke her and she saw pink explosions
As if hot flaming rays across the window sill
She woke me, I was brainstorming some implosions
Laughed together, love was...

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a pink sky pinker than any other sky I’ve ever seen
no one will believe it I thought so I took photos
One after another, but none could hope to capture it
For it was more than three...

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Husband asked me to interview new secretary.
I was reluctant.
Did not want to, but for some reason did.
She was young, nervous, shaking.

I sat in his chair. Tried to look executive like.
Asked her two questions.
Leaned back too...

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to animate  imagination
I chose cashmere, apricot, opal and platinum
soul’s command center smiled
puddles of ideas came swiftly
I discarded them
Tossing them into the stream of nowhere 
tantalizing whiskey wishes played in my dendrite field
I tossed these...

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Kitchen rat with the ugliest pinkest tail
Jumped on the table and drank Daddy’s ale
I was frightened for he was as large as me.
Where could I hide? Under a cup for tea?

I slid into place with...

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Garden’s luxury of pinkest foxglove,
Nurtured by angels from way up above,
Along with petunias and marigolds,
Honors the true path of the very old.

Joyful delight oozing from every pore,
Fairy brownie heart completely did soar.
Sweet deer in the...

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Honeysuckle by the sea
lupine blue and wild sweet pea
buttercups and hare bell fair
tiny daisies for my hair
kissed by winds
of salted spray
sweetest bloom of the day
flaxen sea oats
bend their heads
anchored in their sandy beds
purple vetch's tendrils...

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In 1912 she sits in lane
On cobblestone in fog and rain

Buy a posy of violet hue
Lavender flowers with morning dew

Pinkest roses from my "barrow"
From gardens sweet in Health and Harrow

Take pity on a maid like...

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