Long Prismed Poems

"As a child I maintained a stoic attitude.
I exhibited patience, restraint, resignation, forbearance, and lack of complaint.
The ideal child you might say. As I grew, I realized the error of my ways." 
  ...

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Sunrise was just a red line in the inky void, as Lisa and I reached the harbor decking stairs,
but at once, the brazen slash began widening, like a silent, slow motion explosion,  
thin, smoky...

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Enchanted was I with a cloying scent...
whiffs of wild magnolia
mingled with the woodsy tang
of her lemon verbena perfuming the air
Like Samson's strength, the sun's threads of gold
were clipped by silver shears 
of an ascending pearlescent...

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Enchanted was I with a cloying scent...
whiffs of wild magnolia
mingled with the woodsy tang
of lemon verbena perfuming the air
Like Samson's strength, the sun's threads of gold
were clipped by silver shears 
of an ascending pearlescent moon
...

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Fstop. (SNAP!)

our moment.

our pier.
in a split second, 
a single-slipped ray
of animation 
senses and egresses
ambient light  
into the 
cauterized bloodstream 
of two enamored
lovers.

Fstop. (SNAP!)

our reflection.

my desire for you.
my private folding
twice into your extended arms -
thrice...

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"Everything holds a tinge of beauty, something unique,
but not everyone recognizes something beautiful."
                      ...

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I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of me I keep concealed, and don't talk about so much
I...

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Yawning eyes, a window to my soul
Breathless whys, that follow into my eye-hole
Gradually fading into the mirror
Hurried air lifted me nearer
There I soar over a continuum of water
Dovetailed and coupled by a cotter
Lights are picture...

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All day out of sorts with self I fluttered like a leaf
Upon a monstrous limb of grief
There was nothing in psychology or even belief
I found to bring my soul relief
All day with smoke filled eyes...

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Enice  
Trees collapsing down webbed branches ingrained traces of you passing faces paused muffled by the grey fog covering such destruction enice pulled down the cable wires and sowed the heavy grey dough like...

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"Up at dawn, the dewy freshness of the hour, the morning rapture of the birds, the daily miracle of sunrise, set her heart in tune, and gave her Nature's most healing balm."   ...

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Sea, I stand upon your shore with the rising of the sun 
as sanguine shades of dawn blend with an amber sky
Long before the overture of the human race has begun
I walk barefoot on the...

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the rapture 


Each story fell to the ground
feathers were collected
in the die-off different colours
prismed in the silver dust 
of moon eclipsing sun
the in-between time
where the sky parted
like torn curtains 
the Grimoire words
flew off the page
into...

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Always a gentle rose in the cubicles of my mind,
Each velvety petal unfolding, one day at a time.
The radiant beauty of a blushing new bride;
The whimsical disposition of an evening tide.

The color of our love...

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A quiet storm made its way
Feelings strewn and blown astray
Enamored in one another were we
In turns a desperation to be free
Lost in each other, thus
A soft-focused portrait of us
Harsh and cold are the fates 
As...

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Do you live in a Palace, little girl?
A crystal mountain's majesty
Where prismed lights of pink and blue
In butterfly profusion play...

Do you have rainbow walkways, little one?
Melting colors winding out of view
Into the Realm of Happenstance;
The...

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Dedicated, a second time, to our beloved Connie.

At twilight, prismed skies unfold  
Painting Earth in roseate light
Pastel hues brushed on clouds in flight

Pink threads woven with rays of gold
Marmalade fingers fade to peach
Sinking low,...

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fragile
the tiny egg
laid on a milkweed leaf
devoured by a hungry lizard
 deprived of becoming
a butterfly
Life ends

fragile
the butterfly
sipping from a pink rose
becomes the feast for a sparrow
 Monarch devoured in flight
That's the law of
Nature

fragile
the rose petals
cut...

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As I awake from night's deep sleep
morning light begins its grand sweep.
Across the skyline, it unfurls
as dewdrops hang like strands of pearls.

Resembling tears, not those of grief,
they quench the thirst of each dry leaf.
On prismed...

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In my teardrops and prismed raindrops,
and in rainbow hues I glimpse your face,
with the grins and smiles I long to see.
If only I could hold you again in my embrace.
My darling daughter, I wish it...

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"The sun shall shine in ages yet to be, the musing moon illumine pastures dim, and afterwards a new nativity for all who slept the dreamless interim."        ...

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Within prismed images I was captured
along with twilight as it tinted the sky.
We were ensnared during a power struggle 
at the hour when sunlight wrestled the moon.
Neither wanted to vacate the celestial throne.

But I was...

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Always a gentle rose in the cubicles of my mind,
Each velvety petal unfolding, one day at a time,
The radiant beauty of a blushing new bride;
A whimsical disposition of a late evening tide.

Capturing endearing moments when...

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Two benches. 


I never imagined this.
Outside a blank, white room,
with its blank, white walls.
Inside, the clock unwinds;
seconds drip steadily down the line,
waiting for Nature to call Time.

On a cold metallic bench
I wait, suspended;
Stop-motion faces speed...

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Written: August 22, 2023
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radiant echoes
sunrise morns and sunset glares~
lost souls find their way

wavering colors
northern lights dance in the sky~
beauty in chaos

a flower persists
growing through the cracks of life~
strength in disaster

snowflakes gently fall
wintry delights enchant us~
nature's...

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