Long Sage green Poems

"The Calming of Her Storm"



My mother gave me solace
I fell into her deep hollows
to kiss the wisdom of her 
breath chanting quietly 
I still hear her 
nightingale birdsong caressing 
the soft fluttering 
of her tireless...

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In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and burn my mademoiselle mistakes with wisdom-fires

it took me a while to...

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I was an experienced astrologer, for wandering stars held much fascination,
Luring in opal darkness of mystery, like beautiful butterfly transformations.

My days were spent charting pretty planets, alongside of faint, pearly stars,
Interpreting their effects on humans,...

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"The Hummingbird Cake"




The day started bright -

Bright Eggshell Blue
and ended in percussion
dark and cloudy stormed in
thunder pummelled drums
against a backdrop of 
bruised eggshell dijon yellow
sweating heavy sage green
spitting spoilt the swollen pride of purple,
a wet...

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Faraway Footsteps

How present
This past
Called memory

Hollow sole dragging
Hobnail boots
Caked with crud
Mud
And oil
Atop the landing
"Drop them greasy clothes"
Came the sometimes loving voice
The sometimes malevolent voice
But always his wife's warning
My mother's caring way

So many years past
When linoleum's impoverished...

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The sage green wall had worn a blank look
until, slightly askew, with a tilt to the left
dangling helplessly, without a complaint 
is the pride of an artist, who lacked all constraints.

He dipped into his paints...

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"The Hope Thieves"



Colours change chameleon fast

The Hope Thieves
steal dreams to make up
for their own lost lives and fast-draining
upside-down hour glass pasts

In their hearts a million silent cries
In their minds a million worlds collide

Lost, cunning and...

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I will always remember those uneven paths,
which led me to you - 
sorrowful reminder of promises I could not keep.
All you wanted was to sit with me for a while,
to talk and maybe try to...

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There is always a way, the optimist says, 
Yet the creak of life’s tensions groan low,
They shadow the quake that the floor he walks makes,
And the air as it travels says so.
See the mist pale...

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Terra cotta, craggy rocks
Scattered boulders, building blocks
In shades of sienna, ochre, buff
To form this high and hilly bluff
With sunlit ledges thin and wide
Place for hyraxes to sun and hide

Cerulean, azure, clearest blue
The cloudless sky that...

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On a sage green wall that once wore a blank look,
it dangles helplessly, without a complaint. 
It is slightly askew, with a tilt to the left,
giving the viewer a crick of the neck

Hanging precariously, for...

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and in my green dream, I find myself in a green lush forest
dripping wet with life, steamy and sultry
I am one with nature and with the emerald drifting water
oh, the chartreuse moss and the wet...

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Farewell to you, ornamental russet leaves of Fall,
and your crimson and golden windswept tresses.
You danced to bamboo flutes at Summer's ball
while wearing tangerine and sage green dresses.

You whirled and twirled happily before you fell
at the...

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Petroleum translucent wings wave upon a sage green moss
Whilst vibrating webs in fevered mood delight a flies flight loss
Tinkering thoughts they travel over a calming cool breeze break
Smiling eyes, a touch, a breath, do beguile...

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Her eyes, lips and dainty nose, a delightful vision to know,
Tightly flowing locks of hair, such entrancing colored locks,
Adorned in shades of green, her earthly spring allure in glow,
Her pale skin seems chilled slightly from...

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There's a crispness billowing in the wind today
Sending russet leaves swirling to the ground.
So many are falling and sadly being swept away
Soon Winter's chill will arrive, and snow will abound.

I watch them fly like slight...

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