Long Plumped Poems

In the darkness of the night, 
a ruby gleams 
to contrast a slumbered eye awakened 
to feeling, 
reflection, light, 
Lady "Genie", eyes aglow
like a beast, in mid-stride,
lost in her midnight dreams is clothed in a...

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Oh the images we freeze in time

the sweet, sweet scents that bring recall

the sharp and painful longing that belongings bring

for those lost or lingering on sheets of lavender

on shelves of shaving mugs - Old Spice

soap...

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I am writing to you because I know you have a wish.
I have been thinking diligently about your wish. It is not
going to be easy but I think it can be done. First I am...

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I fell back into mediocrity, or rather
it fell back into me.

I longed for colossal waves to crash through me,
Inflate my veins,
Saturate my heart,
Those waves so gigantic that when they approach you aren’t sure
whether you dive...

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A Pity-Pillow So Comfy
Placed & Plumped Consolingly
It Is Plush & Puffed With Feeling Sad
and Sulking Sorrowfully

Upon Hues of Blue & Charcoal-Lead
I Heavily Lowered My Bowed Head
As My Pity-Pillow's  Pushy-Perfume
Overwhelmed My Canopy Bed

Silken-Sorrow, It Softly...

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That room; 
And the bathroom too, 
She made them alien territory. 
My petty sentiments kicked in, 
And made me a slave to my roommate. 

The scented atmosphere, stockings; 
Frilly brassieres in plain sight, 
And blouses...

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Whilst at school, in the years gone by, when as a child,

Impish I was, and sprightly too, but not so sure of my mind;

Followed the old teacher’s dictum, “memorise by rote,

To succeed in life”, she...

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The monster of a gate commanded my attention
Heavy,wrought iron, ornate. A definite unquestionable boundary
It guided to a beautifully shaped pool 
My gaze traveled to the house, three full stories
I imagined large rooms, the kind that...

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Pulled.
 She was pulled by the strings that twisted around each other when things went south. 
Mangled to the rosy wires and dark abyss that carved her outline.
With the distorted puppet master, who cackled behind...

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Storms glistening sporadically
Inspiration wavering dramatically
I can’t move like I should!
I am fighting against the reveling, reviling flood
Evidence of many spawning deaths cannot stop me
And the zombie maggots grow as they are left rotting
I can’t stop...

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(a turtle creation story)

Turtle flexed his jaws
as hard as secateurs.
Monkey-See saw
flew up the slippery trees
mimicking
the snapping sound
above the mealy ground.

It was the first Saturday night
and most of the good things,
and most of the mischief
had been...

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My Eyes Saw Autumn 

My eyes saw autumn
     in bloodshot reds, 
And golden visions
     of plumped straw beds, 
Like the falling seeds 
    ...

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people who drop rubbish are so very very ignorant aren't they? BIN BAN BOOSH NOODLES AND CREAM.

Oh a lethargic tidal wave. Atomic power of circumference but dormant, hibernating, and still. But placing pineapple ears that...

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When I look in the mirror, I see my pretty face,
with spots and wrinkles I have not tried to erase.
Fine lines, creases and years of smile lines too,
I am getting older, not youthful, time can...

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Peek-A-Bird, Peek-A-Bird, Peek-A-Bird Tweet!
Jumping off the nuts, landing on its feet.
Peeks through windows on the ledge
Tucked safe away from the edge.
Is he saying, "thank you for the treat"?

He puffs out his chest against the breeze,
His...

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The Stench of Prejudice.
 
When silent prejudice strikes
in living rooms with plumped-up sofas
a quietly insidious venom begins to seep
into the consciousness of the chattering ones as they sleep
 
The beliefs held so true and so...

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Storybook Dreams

As sunset paints sky with liquid gold
Gilded dreams wait to tease bold
Wrapped in crimson robe’s affection
Mirroring tranquil books reflection
Within the fringes of a dream
Dance fancies waiting to be seen
Tucked sweetly in illusions bed
Pillow plumped...

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Always the plastic containers,
leftovers maturing like potted gardens
stacked in gelid wastes
where pigs are plumped with peppers, 
goat spooned into onions and cabbage.
The polar remains of once tropical meals
transformed into undocumented river craft.
A curried hash so...

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I Slept with a Female Mosquito..... By Peter Onyancha
(part I)

I Slept with a Female Mosquito. 
Waking up, Good morning, but goodness!
Stupid lewd fly; family of the blood sucker
Fretful, I study the plumped mosquito
My science talks...

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Summer food ripened 
in childhood’s backyard
when small fingers
pressed plumped skins
for the first sign of give
in flesh when fruit
was ready to eat.

I could judge
the picking time to a day
when, under a hot sun,
sour turned sweet
and there...

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Oh, the red bits of swollen tongue 
upon the gray of maple have plumped
like the cheeks of small children red with run!
The bangs of pussy willow frond
will soon tickle the noses of man swept dust,
baring...

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Natures's Shift

The birds now sit with feathers plumped
on branches with their flowers slumped
as trees sway idly with winds chill
and cling to leaves with sap thinned will.

Lone hawk rides current, heat vs cold
painted in cool sunset...

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My thoughts lie on hold, quenched by white milk poured,
    drowns muesli like seas surge foam washes rocks.
Raisins float, get plumped, then when engorged, sink
    like ticks, hungry for...

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The daylight fades
Limbs heavy and weary
Energy spent
Bones, muscles and sinews
Achingly needing rest
Bathtime ritual sacrosanct
Unguents and potions
Limbs and face smothered
Skin clean and fragrant
Mattress inviting
Slumber beckons
Fertile dreams await
Head on silk pillow
All plumped and warm
Eyelids heavy
Daily drudgery forgotten
Rhythmic...

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Eyes seen as pools of honey;
Sticky, sweet, and somber they aren’t.
Their tears fall like melted caramel down to her chin.
Blink too fast and you’ll miss their light.


A smile so inviting, you would think it was...

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