Long Pinwheels Poems

I was attending a birthday party, once when summer was young.
We played games on the back lawn, beneath the huge orange sun.

Colorful birds were tweeting, almost the way that people do,
To say good morning sunshine,...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 13th,   2022

A long time graduate courtesy 
Hard Knocks alum,
once again yours truly 
posts reasonable rhyme 
about shortest day of the year.

Two o'clock Ante Meridiem 
nostri Jesu Christi 
hour...

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Fiery Lotus blossoms in my mind,
as I sleep the sleep of the blessed artist,
pinwheels of spinlets of gold of finest finery,
gold from the dresses of pouting princesses,
that spin and blossom in spires of artistic desire,
that...

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You can never be free of old love
it'll always be caged in your heart and head
At any time the ghost of old love can hijack your brain
turn it into a forest of monkeys 
shaking the...

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Fresh Air


You ask is it fresh, is what fresh I say
The air that you feel on this warm summer day
That soft blowing breeze, which flows past your face
Invisible flight, no color, no trace
But there is...

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The warden’s bewildered, the keeper’s amazed
as the gate gapes behind us, a hole in the haze.
Our steps seem uncertain, the cobblestones crazed,
pearly stars burn above us like pinwheels ablaze.
Though lanterns hang vacant in streets staring...

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I hear that pinwheel clicking, that pinwheel of complexities.
That pinwheel is one that conveys my mind to another time.
That pinwheel, that broken pinwheel that clicks.
I once reviled that pinwheel for so long, even more as...

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no more small talk to say in numbers walking the trail
and these are added up and equal now us on the mountain marsh exploring
in the mind's eye glittering 
like water oozing quicksilvers under this yellow...

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I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allan Poe


The crowd approached the lens of the mega camera. Its gnawing rose up in the smoke of 5,438 cigarettes encircled in the density of that...

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Oh, fluffy delicious breakfast delight.
Fresh juicy fruit in each scrumptious bite
Blueberry pancakes started the day right.

Music, smiles, and candy led the parade.
Horses and old cars their grandeurs displayed.
Bands and church groups singing; and crowds hoorayed.

Lots...

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The old widower kept a tidy yard.
Bright flowers -snowball hedges,
a sparrow house and apple tree
gnomes chasing ceramic frogs
pinwheels spinning sunlight
round and round silver dreams.
He put a picket fence around his little Eden,
like an artist framing...

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The necktie wearers, and flag pin bearers
Combing arcane smiles 
With not one word out of place 
Colluded to recreate
Pearl harbor's reincarnate
History's wounds slashed by new swords
A mirror of quondam contempt 
Semblance of peace sat behind...

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In between the blues and my searching soul
I found you
reaching for faraway snowy mountains  
but falling for snowflakes

Snowflakes dissipate too soon as we all know and
faraway stars no matter their brilliance can never be...

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When spring lands, a natural world awakes.
Humans whisper, and our souls shake.
A light breeze sets off a flurry of pinwheels.
While we admire the forest natural feel.

The wind whispers mysteries in our ears.
As lovers lips come...

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A she pinwheel, 
spat bombs and stars
smacked them around with metal wings
folded them, like hearts embalmed
(napkins on a queen's  post mortem 
buffet).
Hid her heart(deep)well,
so well 
they thought she may have the stubble 
of a...

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Proud pirate flag, peacock, pumpernickel pie,
Perfumed prairie pinwheels, paper two-ply.
Happy hanging homebody having healthy hi.
Heaving hitting heartfelt Harry hopping high.

Ballooning blissful blossoms beaconing blue Babe,
Luxurious lumberjack licking lemonade.
Merry mashing marshmallows mysteriously made.
Fine frolicking French frankfurters...

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Day's finishing gloss glimmers on horizon's purlieu
Rich orange truffles filter into milky fondue
Fiery sun's last gasps bleed through ethereal flue
With dusk's graying mantle, at steeples' crest 
rendezvous
A suspended bridge; Day's beams, Night's seams to glue
A...

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“Autumn leaves don't fall, they fly. They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.”

Quote By: Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing


Crisp swift wind whistle clear, autumn leaves fly
Good-bye, how they...

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lenses bigger than faces
trying to capture
something beautiful they say
its like dripping ice cream cones
like sticky August
like they say its vintage
brown coffee filters
on treasure maps you drew
in second grade
why don’t you pose more they say
like stop...

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A wrong  path taken  a sudden curve in the road.
So you take  a fall over some false code.
Thrown in a cell.
Taking the blame for thoose secrets we never tell.

Concrete  walls cast...

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Bells

Solitary heart, newborn in brooding silence,
Steps on a cluttered path
Through elms and boughs of broken limbs,
In a pungent, evergreen hush
Absent of astral cacophony 
That falls like mute pennies from wishes,
No buzz nor whirling wings
Disturbs the...

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cold ogre universe
engulf tender stars 
spit out the bones-see the sparks... 
everyone looks toward the sky
says how pretty they are
complimenting the slaughter
how endearing and naive.

Pot black sky means the ogre is idling,
fattened by star fillets,...

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Spin swirling pinwheels cities of stars.
Shining summits of never ending suns in the infinite swath of time.
Nebulous mists churning out suns.
Giving their glows of reds and blues, purplish hues, and glimmering golden yellows.
Bending back blinding...

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Walk me through a continues path
No one, hath aroused of its sleep.
Let me bathe in the autumn's cool breath.
To a painted scene of green that slowly fades
From a perfect stage of spicy spices colors,
Leaving behind...

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