Long Piquant Poems

"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you...

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I loved my job as a librarian, and today I was walking to work,
In the warmth of a summer morning, when golden butterflies lurk.

I had some extra time, and it happens I took the scenic...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is -- is over, in the stormy, swarming...

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“liaison dangereuse”



Tear a thin line 
along my skin
softly velvet
finger tips 
no nurses gloves

down my neck
along my throat
with something
sharp like words
on a tongue

like I’m
one of the 
gentility heard
soft as a block of butter
hard from the fridge
I'll...

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It was on a beautiful Sunday, that I was relaxing in the park,
Obtaining all the bliss I could, before blue skies grew dark.

The air was filled with songs, and bees were bloom to bloom;
And the...

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SELF PORTRAIT DEDICATED TO LEON TROTSKY (by Frida Kahlo)

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In the beginning, all that was, was living light eternal
Vibrant in time and space dissolved ineffable peace
Pulsating endlessly in a singularity transcendental 
Sans identity, with no attribute, we were and still are
One without a second,...

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Broken World



When the lies were injected 
into the veins of innocence
blue feathered quills 
dipped their nibs 
into the ink of golden stories
stalked by trolls 
dragging their fountain tips of liquorice

like shining razor blades
blunt remarks stinging...

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Can We “Feel” Music?
By Carol Geyer


Can we “feel” music? Can the notes cool or warm us?
Soothing like green aloe balm, or warm as flaming Yule logs,
 or as majestic as a fully leafed oak?
 ...

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KISS OF CHEMO           

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i hope you don't mind 
if I wander in through your front door
and reset your clocks to headlight savings
life requires humor he said to the lens grinders
as he rode his all terrain moon beam to...

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There Are A Thousand Treasures Of Kings
Worth More, Than All The Wealth, There Could Be !
Some Say, It’s In A Kingdom Of Dreams
Others Say, It’s As Real As You & Me

The Legend Says, There’s A...

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There Are A Thousand Treasures Of Kings
Worth More, Than All The Wealth, There Could Be !
Some Say, It’s In A Kingdom Of Dreams
Others Say, It’s As Real As You & Me

The Legend Says, There’s A...

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6th November (Palolem)


Twas dusk and terse thoughts in my head they came,
So brawny and piquant thoughts of the beach were beacon aflame.
 Spent rains are deplete and the sun shines bright,
Sandy seas and the cool...

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*Image of Park Colorful Flower Beds by Pixabay.
A Garden Choice Review

Dawn chanced a lifetime free trial,
aged step heed, reflect takes a smile,
advent ease midst obliged swart rise,
upraised eyelids, greet resumed ties.

Askew motif skirts gracious sky,
root...

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Chapter One 
Boy into the West 

Dawn upon my cloak 
Urged and so converged were the guns 
Seeding myself with the rest 

I broke in the eye of the Sun 
Settling my mind on the...

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Write !


Some madness banter of insanity
is pulling at my thoughts
spilling effulgent
in giant verbs and huge marching nouns
collecting snippets as it walks
stomping on flowers
and mushing liquid the paints of images
swirls captivated
with great toed boots

I can hear...

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she clarifies bacon grease 
to make the popcorn
once it is in the bowl 
add seasoning with butter
a tad of garlic, sea salt, sugar
the layers of flavor are a paradise
scattered in each morsel
this means a romantic...

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Scant animals with their glassy hoped-for eyes
draw near to my crumbling step.
I think they want to sing me something,
carol a Mozart aria perhaps,
but they cannot
so they lift furry eyebrows
shuffle as if to say, ‘we can’t,
but...

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The tale now starts to fling enchant,
Let mind and heart surge piquant pun.
Seer of Greek lore strides in time lost,
Reminds of yore what foresight costs.


My eyes have seen the goddess bathe,
Spy the unseen this foolish...

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East of Eden by island shores,
Thoughts once hidden erupt from core;
Words come to mind to unleash verse,
Reel that new find and just observe;
Incite new form that spreads a light,
Tease a strange norm and cast fine...

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Displacement.          

Slow motion memories;
A conscience pricked, in pictures; develop,
And are delivered to the senses, on
The white wings of the winter wind.
It blows lazy! And sharp; skin...

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crowded, my feelings -
rolling hitch.
i lay on the broiler pan
scorched, unturned.
                    even if
i could climb to...

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Protected Sex

They eloped guided by the moonlit night in hot pursuit
of change love passion desire embrace of communion
Homeless they were apart from the tattered old banger
and a journey unfolding from paradise no seat belts
no hazard...

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~ Come To Me ~

          Come, let us open a door to exceptionally fulfill 
    our indisputable needs and have several conclusive plans...

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