Long Reddish brown Poems

While family Mingled with one 
Another and strangers the party flowed 
Smoothly. Music was enjoyed.
Everybody indulged. With a little 
Champagne some wine and juice.
The bar also served smoothies.
Adults mingled. Delilah Mallory 
Mother Daughtry and Amaliah...

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Dreams……
In your Dreams, what is it that you see when you close your eyes at night?
In your Dreams, are you alone? Is there a special feeling of something or someone that you can feel but...

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I could see the sun rising in the East
Pulling up something that is very deep
I could see the sun rising in the East
Hanging over the first beach
I left the house at six am
Before the sound...

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A long, long time ago, there lived a family of tin-beings,
in an underground basement in a garage. Oil and grease
were their favorite delicacy. Mechanics always wondered
where their oil and grease vanished to.

One night, one of...

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COMING HOME

She was an airport
on the flats by the river,
her signage, lights and markings
outlining corridors that couldn’t
be seen in the sunlight of day
A black silhouette from a full harvest
moon, he landed in her life full...

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I have heard “The mirror tells not a lie, ’ 
I assuming myself the gorgeous one 
Abased in front of the looking-glass. 
I was one but the reflections were seven 
I was baffled either one...

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I have heard "The mirror tells not a lie,’
I assuming myself the gorgeous one
Abased in front of the looking-glass.
I was one but the reflections were seven
I was baffled either one was in seven or seven...

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He was not green not green at all
Trim and slim he was rather tall
His skin was more of a reddish-brown
His hair was pitch black with a pointed crown

Pleasant enough of a fellow I suppose
We notice...

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He was only a sheepdog
But his death has bitten 
Into my soul ever since.
As a pup we brought 
Him from his home
In Ireland
Where supernumeraries 
Are drowned
No small   farm needing 
More than one mutt.

His...

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To bring our family closer together we went
For a walk in the myriad shades of green 
Forest on a long light brown rough hew log
Pathway that goes through the woods 
With a rope going along...

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The soldier boy was sitting calmly underneath that tree, 
As I approached it, I could see him beckoning to me. 
The battle had been long and hard and lasted through the night 
And scored of...

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Some forests never fear the fury of March bending a tree,
their Redwoods and Giant Sequoias provide good shelter
from winds and storms that occasionally begin at sea;
in this woodland, the wood thrush and the blue warbler
have...

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Le Squirrel Sat For Le Painter

His canvass set
And oils based,
He zeroed onto her providence.
His lips miming
Rhode Island here
Big Apples there.
She scowled her impatience.
Her eyes dismissing his.
Although,
Him noting her dark chocolates,
Sweet looking,
Cloaked as balls of fire,
And...

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Written: August 22, 2023
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Under the warm glow of a summer night's sky.
I discover solace and serenity, an instant of sigh.
While enjoying a cup of coffee, I relax on my deck.
I relish seeing nature portray its...

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*Image from my family collection. 

My First Hour

*Mom's hospital bed/private room
There
     straight quite yond, mom's free passage
where
     blooms dyed green, tied like their leaves
fair
   ...

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Cumuli
October 24, 2013 at 12:56pm

The contents of my head empty into my stomach
Where nonsense meets yesterday’s frozen Styrofoam spinach cheese pesto ravioli dinner
And a mix of fake pepperoni pizza from lunch
 
Chocolate topped pink and...

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Tell me
how did we get here 
at a swishing swapping party?
(The voices echo in emptiness) 

Bubbly cheerful and happy, naked and raw 
forever bachelors Larry and Harry, 
and the hot mom and the pool boy...

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I.
Trapper Dan Slocumb sat on down
in the small Whitehorse café.
The gold rush gone, ten years now,
he’d turned to furs to make his pay.

That day he spotted Red Billings,
carving away at a large tusk,
Much too big...

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Personas have limits, boundaries veiled by the thin masquerade of pretense
They whisper promises of identity, yet crack under pressure of reality's weight—poet

She puts on her face while vaping smoke surrounds, 
Carefully paints fishtail eyes ,...

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In the quiet morning light, for the first 
time, I truly gazed into the mirror, 
What I saw was unrecognisable,
I must confess I was  close to it but 
had to draw closer still,
I was...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXI

IF you pull a long Moon face
Watching our Earth clad in sparse swirling white sarée
Her aqua-marine waters cuddling her reddish brown body-surface
The dazzlingly rare Pearl now throttled...

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I wonder why something stimulates mental activity
Why I feel young in the old age?
Why the Florida people are sunshine and the tropics
Thanks to the orange color for healthy food and appetite.

Citrus or orange combines the...

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The Old Rusty Gate

        Old rusty gate stands as guard without fear,
       sightly slant at the back of my garden.
  ...

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Now they do leave and go their distant ways.
Don Jose rides with Arracho to shore
as Segundo brings ladies home with bays.
The destination's hacienda's door.

Sound of iron rims on cobblestone turned heads to see Alcalde's wife
and...

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I am much cuter than those squirrels.
I see them in the morning when they
don’t think anyone is watching,
primping and posing and fluffing
those tails, rubbing their teeth on
the maple leaves to shine them,
rehearsing their inane chatter.
I...

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