Long Salt mines Poems

molten times, volcanising immensity, vast plateau
  belly-belching landform
  oceans, shallow seas and lakes swell up and down
  land-bridging, submerging
  any one place moving astride, stutter-shifting
  continental drifting world
  climate...

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When I Think About

This world my life those lives of every living thing,
I sometimes disdain those commas and mostly those periods.
Something being so final in their brief little dot endings,
I mean why should I stop...

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birth, creation, dark, death, earth, history, metaphor

OUTSIDE-IN---INSIDE OUT! ©   TANKA

Very green flushed carpets
Sky blue azure topped ceilings
Tree branched sofa chairs
Mirror sea rippling four walls 
Windows and doors shut!


REBIRTH!  © TANKA

Infant birthing new...

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Sarah earned her salt in the Carolina hills
The year was 1800, they mined to pay the bills
The ground was hard and rocky, the winters were bone chilling
The Cherokee were a mixed lot, some friendly some...

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I like hallween
because we can't stop pretending

an outfit on some slinky, hot momma
is reason to act unchained
and we're not unchained enough

people are entwined within their own worlds
too often
to a level
that the rigmarole 
of keeping one's...

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I blow my Saxophone strictly for the pleasure...Its my gift from God one of my many Treasures.
      Took care of all eight of my children; Some have college degrees.....I take...

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She has eyes like a magnet, that pulls one in
To a steel web where there is no escape
Then she licks her lips as she watches you
Tease and taunt you, tell you where you have been
And...

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Her tears are real, clearly champagne and crystal, 
  delicately micro frozen upon her quiescent face; 
transparent and invisible, deceives the naked eye, 
  there for fleeting instants, gone without a trace. 
Although...

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This isn’t make believe
Where you get to act in movie scenes
It’s real life to me 
Seems like you’re programmed to leave

You’ve been nothing but a struggle
You make it hard for me purposely
Stand back and let...

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I am denied a resolute rest
for the stars and master moon lost their
battle with the invading dawn and
their royal king sun that shines through my lids.

Its relentless pet rays beams on me
that a cool refreshing...

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Today  I took some photos of yellow flowers
in  a field that used to be a battle ground
The locals know little about it, but I think it had 
to do with access to the...

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The litter of chatter
On air pitter patter
Like the Galean on water:
The other one without the power
There is a desolateness here
Borders broken
By the commerce of men
Restructured by the twitter
Bringing anomie from the bitter
Knowing of self without...

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Soledar and a salt mine 

The mine is enormous can hide an army of Ukrainian soldiers 
the thousands we thought had been killed on the battlefield
The winter is arriving late in this cursed land, no...

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