Long Rarities Poems

Many-colored and candle-lights; high beyond the soft trees a fresh country leans heavily toward the night, far beyond the sea’s shady shore.

Beams, o’er wide fields like a white star, \till from the earth’s crown drops...

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Broken Pieces

There is a rare and beautiful vessel of pottery
Moulded and shaped to an exquisite piece of work
The potter’s loving hands have taken great care
To bring it to perfection.
It is smooth and colourful with just...

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forgot what I had set out to remember
when my deconstructed self
discovered there was no authentic anything
saw through it all every granule
how we became the unwitting tools
of smarter people who really weren't smart enough
concluding if this...

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In the vast expanse of existence,
Your world, I find, fails to captivate my senses.
Unfortunate days, like wayward wanderers,
Don the garments of absurdity,
Parading their disconcerting presence.

Each dawn arrives with a disquieting aura,
Clad in a haphazard ensemble...

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My oldest brother David died a few years ago at the age of 79.
Were he alive, he would be 85 which is about the age of my
friend Bill.  Bill believes in me and has...

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Vanquishing Fear
                 by
Odin Roark

Her unwritten diary
Read of descriptions
glittering private
Her hourglass of
diamonds
Where forever truly
destined forever

Her beauty made
artists shy
Their palettes’
ablaze with
unfettered...

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HARVEST TIME

Golden yellows, mixed by rum reds,
Plum lavenders spice, these are the
Colors of autumn.
Textures layers blown across the lawn,
Leave it lay, rake it not, this variations
Of decorations variety.
Rarities design by mistake, and
Happenstance, but with such...

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The picture was precious.
The infantilism made one breathless.
The pupa indolence was exquisite in form.
I watched those transmogrifications transform.
Diamonds in the ruff would bring the monarch prosperity.
The rarities of their beauty confound.
The eyes behold profoundly.

Their wings...

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Are your eyes the green of a shamrock's leaf,
or your nose the tide that comes and runs? 
Is your skin the plains of pearls and perplexities,
your hair the curtain to a rainforest peace?

Could be your...

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VIRTUAL RARITIES
techniques
 transformed
to
explore
 the potentials &
 possibilities
of
  modelling
the
initiative&
 generatively
 appropriated &
reimagined

renditions
surrounded
by
 iterative complexity
 extracted
&
merged
 with the
visual

expressing
a mood
static
 tangible
& prominent
inn
 alternatives
stylised imagery
  symbolised
by
 the
 serene
  introspective
 distilled
  with
 uncertainty
marginalised
in
precedents by
conceptual
 stereotypes
  expressed
 in token
proponents
so finely
tuned

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making...

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The Beauty Of You

As rare as a butterfly in the snow
Or maybe a weed that will not grow
Perhaps a candle light in the rain
Perchance a baby born without any pain
The unlikely chance of a rainbow
On...

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The same people who are demanding 
I put a suffocating thong over my face
are the same ones who lift sieves from borders
and invite in the slag along with the gold
the ones with no respect for...

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And who is artist?

I was told before, dollar for painting

(a hundred for creation)

I don't believe that anymore

(never really did)

We are the architects, playing to the open field of the underworld to realities

(an artist with an...

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If you found a fragment of an ancient Greek vase in sand on the edge of the surf, you can find as well all the others, provided that you have an eternity.

A time;
a sea;
salty and...

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Weighing heavy on my mind
     like the hefty schoolyard bully
perched on the chest of his captured prey
     cruelly taunting

My soul, which wanted to take off and soar,
...

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The careless, chuckling cheetah
With spittle on its mouth.
The skinny faced cheetah,
Emotionally frail,
Dreadfully trained.
The infant-minded cheetah
Sprinting into the black lake’s tears
For the skeleton of a vagrant.
Ball and chain,
elation, nature, elation,
The boys, the girls, the stars
The cigarette-scented...

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