Long Plumps Poems

It doesn’t matter if I ruined myself from intoxication, 
even for a moment, as long as I can get drunk from 
the wine named arrogance.

Although arrogance is the robe so colorful 
that it blinds ordinary...

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He speaks for the uprooted.
A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha.
He who interprets
the conferences of frogs,
the unpublished works
of kestrels and voles.

He’s an advocate for the underbelly
of a microbial heaven, for every kind
of uncouth animalcule.

Ancient is...

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Creations Facts of Life

The earth in living glory hears each man’s pine.
Mortal life upon his ground fears unfaithful woes.
Each mundane task upon the dirt molds soul’s refine.
Then, he turns from man to dust, seeking heaven’s...

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He speaks for the uprooted.
A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha.
He who interprets
the conferences of frogs,
the unpublished works
of kestrels and voles.

He’s an advocate for the underbelly
of a microbial heaven, for every kind
of uncouth animalcule.

Ancient is...

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For Timothy Lee, the best of me


Meeting you was my ultimate life lift.
Loving you is my cherished, precious gift.

Your unique ways still dizzy me love high.
Just as yesteryear, passion plumps my sigh.

My first sight of...

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She's only seventeen
Eyes of warm blue ice…  
a sky with clouds of pearl
Kindness peeks out, 
empathy for the whole world
Ebony lashes, concealing,
revealing, in a graceful fan
Flickering glimpses of
 this strong woman within
Youth plumps and...

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all gym op Ill chumps free caw’s paces.
ball brim bop dill thumps see jaw’s maces.
call crim cop grill pumps knee saw’s cases.
nonsensical word play is the aces!

doll dim drop shrill humps plea yaw’s places.
fall flim...

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the unzipped match —
a flame that heats the tips of fingers,
those sensitive appendages
that linger,
upon the cheek,
the whiskers.

erogenous zones touched by the flame,
like candles arouse
compatible birthday suits.

the cherry red matchstick
plumps up her lips
making them magnetic.

his lips...

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Whomever a woman chooses is the king.
No table round will ever square the thing.
All knights have equal access to the bread,
Even the stout are adequately fed;
Each squire gets equal pay for equal knighting.

Then Guinevere unsheathes...

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A small advance party scouted the valley high,
The rest,
In a ba,
Massed on the ocean nigh,
Not towering creatures with spindly hairs,
Nor mountains of bellows with rumbles of bears,
But endless splotched
Like cotton from cats,
Plumps and hunky
Like so...

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Blue skys falling faces above the clouds.
  Grey,yet the image of musty blue covers the sea
  Pulky green plumps uplifting,merged across the ocean
  Wings  across the golden sunset and lite blue...

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