Long Reclines Poems

He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment 
to acknowledge...

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Brackish-gurgling days that
Unobtrusively slid along
Past tussock grass and curled up 
Balls of Fern...
Glued tightly onto structured vanes
Of outstretched frond.
Venerable Mosses reciting epic tales,
Measured throughout Metronomical 
Strains,
Chanting methodically in harmonious
Downturn - 
Wherein contained: 
Foreboding dialects delivered...

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The Flower and the Butterfly

In the subtle softness of dawn’s embrace,
A tender flower reclines upon her garden bed,
Enshrouded in the veil of morning mist,
Which caress her form like the softest lace, 

As golden rays of...

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In the gilded halls of the lush royal palace,
Portraits and busts of illustrious men,
Adorn the gardens and marble fireplaces,
But those of their wisdom no longer reign.

Withered are the founding principles,
Replaced by the capriciously whimsical,
The lofty...

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GUARDIAN OF HAUTE-SAVOIE

At Pointe Percee, a dragon's lair:

A hotspot where no tourist stamps their passport.
The roar of dragon’s mating, females laying eggs.
Wings of rushing waterfalls, winds of alcoholic breath.
They yearn to take flight, to frighten...

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Lizzie

Each and every day, Lizzie opens up a can,
Of tasty Salmon cat food for her beloved tabby Dan,
She's lived alone since Harry died, a victim of world war two,
Neighbours live at either side, but she's...

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when the sky breathes poetry
through sepia-streaked silence,
and the earth reclines, listening
to the music of weeping wisterias~
blowing in the pulse of bleeding paradise,
I swallow sizzling stars
within cloaked scars,
comfortably blanketed
in self-woven wounds.
while you, the prisoner of my...

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“The Homestead”



In my dreams
I still see the house – 
The old country place
Nestled among the Mesquite trees
That whispered a welcoming chant.

The grandmother stands bent over
A cabinet rolling out dough for oversized biscuits
While bacon sizzles on...

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"The MacGuffin"


Once through, 
cast dreams 
across a rippling mind
Circles ever-widening, 
no shallow tidal pools 
in this design

Through seconds, 
days, months of years 
dedicating
Are you the one 
seeking
ever true

perhaps 
this be 
your awakening
silent and 
evolutionary

Before your...

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Through whispers that furrow the silence, the cursing horn sounds,
Over plains of shadow the dusk of night descends all around.
Hyperion of night glows with embers beneath lids of silver light,
In silence watches over sparse poplars,...

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Each day before dawn gazing up at the stars I truly hope to see
if somewhere in the Universe a morning gift was left for me
to restore my equilibrium from a restless painful night
then as I...

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I enter in a large white room
high is the ceiling 
straight are the walls 
round are the corners
door lies across on the other side

in the center I see
a large black hat
square in shape
drooping it is
upon...

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I was strolling through Evergreen Cemetery the other day,
Glancing at epitaphs etched upon various stones along the way.
Some flowing verse was out of this world but I can only assume,
That the authors were forthcoming in...

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DIAMOND DUST DEVIL

1169 Dominion...

A dark world lives beyond Orion.
This world is within an alien moon.
On its stable ground, stands a murder of mentality and childhood.
As babies are born, the mammoth scions brain from the dead.
The...

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Like tender loving arms, they wrap around
   old monuments of stone set on the ground;
those silent sentinels that stand their guard
   above the souls, we honor and regard.

To honor and regard...

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*A small lake named Serenity am I,
well hidden here among the fragrant pines;
reflecting the **cerulean of sky
till Sun behind the distant peak reclines.

***Now humming bugs crepuscular emerge
to greet the twilight’s creeping.  Next a fawn
has...

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An intense aroma from Mother's lilac bushes
satiate the air through our open kitchen window
Robins perched on the rusty downspout
falling from our old front porch,
whistling their sound of peek, tut, peek, tut

Melancholy music is perceived faintly
in...

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Beyond The Closet Door Of Intimacy.
.
Behind the locked closet door of intimacy
Two kindred glowing hearts and high spirited souls aflame
Naked as birth awakened by desire and fevered lust
Set restricted inhibitions free
.
Natural urges take flight
Erogenous zones...

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“By the time you’re 80 years old you’ve learned everything. You only have to remember it.” - George Burns

I watched them
As they watched me
Silently, stunned to see
What would be the sum…

Shadowed by life’s plans
Do they...

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Dappled light plays on a mossy bank
as the tranquil waters of an idle stream
meander dreamlike through summer, 
thick with nature's bounty. The only sound
on the pregnant air is the stirring of a 
dragonfly's wing as...

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“A photograph on the sunny side of the mountain"

                          ...

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Chaste and more graceful
Than the white canvassed Dhow:
Reclines sweet Nefertiti 
Upon a Blue Nile breeze.
Fabled entity more whiter
Than the purest white snow
That thickly blankets
And folds over the wide Pyrenees.

Dipped is thy beak 
Into a harvesters...

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Ode to Autumn

Pumpkins on porches, crudely cut, ferocious faces
Wisps of white smoke melting into cold clear skies
Hands held as if praying, to crackling fireplaces
Odors of allspice waft from plump pumpkin pies

Cold swirling winds, skirling leaves...

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A GARDEN IN PARADISE

I took her hand beneath the quivering diamond trees
Which shook their hymns upon us in the warm, October sun.
We found paradise in the glades beneath our knees
As flute and horn, wistful and...

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