Long Roseate Poems

I was once something of a pessimist, and that fact did not concern me,
As violet birds are content, to spend their nights in different trees.

Still I had a happy and quiet existence, or at least...

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You rock me wildly
 To the black rhythms of juju music from the radio;
 Drinking horn in hand.
 Not too drunk to tread
 The course of blue, warmth
 And moaning shadows behind batiste curtain.
 Waves...

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O beloved chevalier, 
cloaked in shimmering champagne armor,
tonight I long to feel your sultry skin,
embroidered with emerald embellishments 
and twinkling teal topaz, 
tailored to tempt,
veiling these tanned desires.

My soul sways to a chained string 
of...

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To shivering seas 
   mirroring cracked crystals,
I am searching for a righteous rhyme,
to orchestrate eclipsed realms 
with blue orchids 
      and plum blossoms,
singing sunflower symphonies 
of blooming poetry,...

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Moulin Rouge

The greens and pinks magnetize to my eye
Like flowers abloom, in a field espied;
That overwhelms creation’s invention
With beauty of grandiose dimension
Shifting to the wind’s orchestrated movements,
And winks my soul agape by the performance
To be...

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I am an unvoiced breeze~
a sea warrior 
    kite-surfing through 
    heinous waves, 
knitting cobalt chronicles 
    from smooth syllables~ 
tackling chaotic currents 
with chamomile magic...

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I've always 
wandered in 
venus' orbs, 
searching for
the star-seed 
of my spirit that
has forsaken
it spiritual 
sanguinary and 
caged every 
fluorescent flicker 
in a sculptured
sanctuary of 
materialistic
metamorphosis. 

Wondering - 
what am I, 
in the camouflaging
shades of...

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"Timeless trust,
   trapped in Selene's pendant,
                   pulsates purity and faith 
    ...

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Sometimes, when 
your sparkling spirit 
waltzes with me 
to the perfumed 
periwinkle grooves 
of saffron breezes, 
I'm lost in a forever gaze, 
within those 
flickering ferns
of a nascent nightmare, 
where I ain't any 
velvet-purple orchid,...

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At this dawn of "bon voyage", 
after million escapades of 
blindfolded fate, I'm trespassing
through the pirouetting pigments 
of fading frolics and 
windsurfing towards rose-oiled 
beams of glossy sun as its 
gossamer grandiose has 
finally enveloped...

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"Jesus said, 'Whoever finds the world and becomes rich, let him renounce the
world.'"

   --- The gnostic Gospel of Thomas, Saying 110

"Jesus said, 'If you have money, do not lend it at interest, but...

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As the final glimpse 
of the sun leads into 
an everlasting spectacle 
of twinkling dreams, 
peeking through 
    turmeric traces 
of an amber aftermath, 
I listen to the 
nesting nightingales
  ...

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To my enemies,
cloaked in t w i n k l i n g topaz~
I’ve become immune 
to your illusive m a n t r a s,
recited in roseate refrains.

I’ve learned to see 
the vermilion 
...

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Would you cover me in hydrangeas of healing,
 when cold is the heavy air I breathe,
alone without you, beside me? 

O’ magnolia-chime, melodiously ricocheting~
above silent fields of Swarovski orchids,
this lunar-glazed love 
remains my euphonious elixir,
and...

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In the delicate heart of the loving, no other can compare to the
Soft tender spirit of the one known as mother, what a cherished
Rose of tiffany glass, fragile, beautiful but in strength’s resolve,
A timeless piece...

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At eventide,
Under the roseate glow
Of the receding evening sun
I sauntered down the road
To where my beloved dwell
Not far-off from my own abode

Fast by his threshold 
A low moan issued from his room
I made open the...

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By the 
Chinese 
poet 
fengwenshu 


My space 's small emperaror-my son-

As a Roseate for endless routh, 

When unborn my son, 

Lived in lofly belly of a flowering tree of dreaming.

And...

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the start tag 




 

By the 
Chinese 
poet 
fengwenshu 


My space 's small emperaror-my son-

As a Roseate for endless routh, 

When unborn my son, 

Lived in lofly belly of a flowering tree of dreaming.

And fire...

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When you are 
an agonizing 
echo from a
benevolent voice,
life exhales in
mahogany haze, 
spreading across the
lachrymose meadows as 
scarred rivulets of
sandalwood scents, 
where ceramic 
rhymes slumber in
watercolor coffins 
with opaque metaphors,
weaving hoaxed 
hymns of the nascent...

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In my hunger,
I saw a hallucination of heaven.
From afar, visions of a golden glow,
lustered, lingering above a crowded crossroad.
This aura of agave aromatherapy,
left an amorous aroma of romantic ruminations,
so I became a devotee, desiring her...

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She lowers her legs down -
the woman.
I try to recall a name, three come to mind, they don’t fit
with the blue flowers on her inked ankles,
Alpine Gentians I think,
they ring around slim ceramic hued bones.
I...

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Upon the rustic walls,
Laid a shadow, shadow too dry.
In the trees beyond, laid the carnelian of fall;
And I stroll away, into the vestige foliage ply.

In my little cabin,
many boring days had flown by,
but it was...

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Be seated upon sun - a golden chariot drove by dawn,
across the roseate sky, she reaches the awaiting ball dance.
Stepping down the shining steps of gilded rays like a trance,
she drizzles her pizzazz to wash...

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At dawn, dewdrops dance on petals of the morning bloom
only for the sun to storm the stage with radiant rays...
and yet nature does not question. 
A roseate glow garnishes the garden when twilight terror looms,
it...

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With Ma Lil Nude Dill

one bilabial fricative smacking
     tongue thrusting (lizard like)
     indefatigable prelapsarian
     Garden of Eden dwelling primate
    ...

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