Long Sashays Poems

“The Splice of Life”



When colour 
was to be 
washed out
of the world 

the evil ones 
didn’t care

the Actor led 
with his 
Dementors 
either side of him

Laundry, 

they resolved 
to be the best 
pristine method 
for...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost garden explored 
overturned and raked, 
neatly messed, 
in more ways...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring...

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"Understood"




My feet stand solemn
grounded they're barefoot 
sinking in the undertow,
feeling what’s real

my toes grip the past

while the slow words 
wash it irrevocably away 
the ego sashays
and hangs that Faust in the wardrobe

Locks it away
turns the...

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O' poets switch off all senses but one
as you enter this arena of aroma
as I nose out the world's perfumes
to boost thy nasal stamina.

A dainty phial of perfume is indeed
a perfect and preferred present
It's the...

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Look at the president
dressed in patriotic drag
See how he’s bubble wrapped
in his American kilt flag
Notice how he sashays about
in his patriotic beauty pageant dress
Asking you to give your country more,
when he always found a way...

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"A Silent Song"

Mirror Mirror on the Wall
Blessed or cursed
Morning shave
Coffee please
Write a verse
Remembers last night’s dream
Grabs a napkin, spills his spleen
Shoves it in his pocket
Walks to work
Sits at his desk
Carries on as usual
Chats on with...

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The seasons vary as they come and go,
and each, a lovely lady, loves to dance.
Fair Winter glistens in a gown of snow
she wears whenever she can get the chance.

She often glides through night beneath the...

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Liberty's free with her smiles
as she sashays down the aisles
Lord knows she must walk miles
specially on the slow days.

She’s so easy on the eyes
midst these posers and their lies
always takes me by surprise
to find she's...

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To my dearest dear…
We met a long time back
The day do you remember?
That was the day when I met you first time
Together we cracked japes and together we smiled
Since then you gave my life a...

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Defenders Endangered

Citizens unite spirits; choose the better part!
Life, God given, stolen by greed’s black-heart.  
Industry progressed far beyond the pushcart.
Thus, setting some selves apart as better…smart.

The endangered protecting the endangered –
Compassion fettered by solutions...

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“When all you thought was true, isn’t ...” 


When all you thought 
was true,
isn’t

an interesting 
conversation
sashays in 

opening
channels
has begun 

quite alien
epistemological
holy smoking light ray

stun gun 

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)

“Narayan”/The Prodigy
https://youtu.be/bzVjZu4fl4o



“UFOs, Religion & Technology”/UAP Society
https://youtu.be/FoWKTjSUx3s

Kyiv Astronomers capture...

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Patrick Ewing is Neanderthal, but his wife is pretty yawl.
Neil Cannon face is comical, but Mariah Carey loved him so.
Michael Jordan is crooked teeth and Juanita is petite.
Donald Trump is running for President and so...

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Grace is my treasured companion, canine with four legs and a giant heart.

She sashays in all the ways, sense’s reading currents, attuned to the whisper
Of something new, waiting for air, or light, or touch,
 to...

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Personal preference enters into every poetry contest 
Outstandingly subjective
Enticing to one is repulsive to two others
Tricky to judge poems unless there are blatant errors
Ridiculous with a capital R to compare a poem against another
You can...

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As Dawn Weeps Its New Fall

To the old fallen barn 
where fine horses once stayed
Life spins its never ending yarn
through an old vanishing parade.

Within your rotting boards
termites eat long dead trees
Life existing in massive hordes
busy...

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The Jackal's line of demarcation ye souls' furlough for interim...
Today, cockcrows perturb in a gala thrice for thee quiescent stay,
God's Park of Ephemera, sashays the daggled the minder harks,
a chest not in to rest, of...

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Late mid-life street woman she is...
I grew up with her under 
mango trees now softly drooping
their shoulders much like hers.. but she,
still shaped like a Boticelli urn, wrapped
in arms diaphanous  in flesh and heat,
fanned...

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She is whimsical midst-escaping
 blackness & beige stagnation,
reverberant betwixt musicality &
 fictitious paisley fabrications,
recognizes the actuality of her
 enigmatic spirit's frivolity,
well-defined by her quirky 
quintessence serving her far beyond
periods of reflective flourishes, 
has never been...

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Sweet Butterfly, with wings now dry 'tis time to break away
and light upon the leaves of dawn while weeping willows sway,
not reminisce 'bout chrysalis discarded yesterday,
but treasure life, with colors rife in nature's cabaret.

Sweet Butterfly,...

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Awaking from Stupor 1-16-24

It's not desire per say but the clinging
That stifles soul and stops heart from singing
Enlivening silence sets our souls free
Vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree.
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Awaking from Stupor

Winter haze beats upon the...

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As the 
story
goes...

A
pesky
fly, 
came buzzing by
to rest and munch
and eat his lunch
and have some fun
on the hound dog's 
nose.

The old dog
snoozed 
without a clue
in the noontime heat
of the August
sun.

He
napped
awhile
by piles of leaves
in dappled shade
of the...

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Mid-life street woman from red town
she was...I grew up with her under 
mango trees now softly drooping
their shoulders much like hers.. but she,
still contoured  like a Paul Gauguin urn, is wrapped
in arms lovely in...

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Freely forming metrical mainstays
poetic occasion to phrase
the fairer and gentler sex,
thus the following turns of phrase
to bestow acknowledgement

regarding wonderful wise ways
of collective she who assays
to create safe/secure home/ hearth
as bedrock and fount of ample
maternal duties...

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A frozen pulse a synergy and soon she was iced like cold hard glass. 
Poor Clea in her purple orchid dress ensconced in a crevice of time,  
from the icy tendrils of Ikthalon. Icy...

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