Long Saudade Poems

I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, 
And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you.
I wrote it this morning, before the arrival of the auroral shadow.
Her words...

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Written: May 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Michael Fulkerson

Quote: “Do good to the people for the sake of God or for the peace of your own soul that you may always see what is...

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Wherever the winter falls,
upon snowflakes of a frozen saudade ~
rising from the flares
of maple-gold and copper,
I waltz in lilac lanes of petrified pigments,
imperfectly splattered by impure poppies ~
exhaling myself in a universe without you...

Somewhere in...

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The sun rises on silky dunes that look like breasts. 
You are lost in the desert,
The air is dry and sandy residue explores your crevices.
Peripatetic genetrix,
Protector of sublime gifts passed on,
Heart of a warrior,
A duty...

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Shivering shimmers of scars passed out of my scarlet, scarred past. My ginger demons engulfed the fermented pain as I watched my regal orchid—the fussiest, sacred damsel who jitterbugs as an exiled seraph. Her candlelight...

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As the Pied piper, when the first circus came to town                        ...

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Furtive blue eyes do glance away to hide,                           ...

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It's been eons since
Life took us in diametrically different directions
Yet melancholic memories of you
Still bloom in my mind like a flower, filling me with glee

Our fleeting union, I'll forever treasure.  It's strange 
Grieving the...

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A nostalgic feeling drowns my spirits 
                 As I stare longingly at scalloped purple horizons
    ...

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He is my mirror, 
Just what I wanted him to be!
His smile spreads permeating delight.
His storge love is my strength. 
My achievement, my smile, my pride!
My upright and infallible child!
His prates, sanguinity, dreams and ambitions,
Are...

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When the 
glacial sun slips 
in softened womb 
of the scarlet 
spheres at dusk, 
yearning for 
hibernal rebirth 
as a lustrous 
morning star, 
it radiates 
golden beams 
like lakes of sunshine,
flowing over 
chiming starlit bells...

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beneath the gnarled b r a n c h e s,
             a photo rests within my clutch.
      ...

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I'm an ashen dove, 
fading in zephyr 
of wine valleys, 
saturating in fog 
upon enchanting hills, 
draped in 
grape-green silk, 
where fantasies of forest, 
sprout cynthia moon 
of a bygone 
medieval saga, 
amidst heavenly 
eventides,...

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Floccinaucinihilipilification And Very Little Bread
       ( First of Three Poem Trilogy )

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I've no problem with bardolatry fans
their barmecide and oft humorous rants.
Give me golden words not found in empty...

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My heart felt old; I sought the cold.
Canada’s land was what I planned.
Among trees grand and far inland
To dance my sad brand of sarabande.
Yet precious moments come when joy flowers,
Far briefer than Four-O’clocks,
As resurrected visions...

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“…I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.”*
Such Scripture truth braces me up with God’s grace
Propelling me to move on, bounce back, march forward
Every time my yearning for my human-fortress intensifies.
Vulnerable to attacking nostalgic angst
I’m...

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I will turn back the pages of time
To memories of long, long ago that still shine bright
It was a brief love . . . 
Yet, quietly unfolds in my dreams

We met in Chiado, Lisbon
I was...

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I always weep for you in the hush of eventide hills.
In their mystical muteness I can hear your heartbeats.
As tears indulge in indigo dusky deepening horizons,
I put my hope in the last morning star which...

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THE LAMPSHADE

          
                    Poignant pungent pain sustained,
...

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Some poems are poured
when a poet loses someone,
so those who cannot write,
feel words mirroring their souls.

Since the betrayal of your blind vision,
I've been roaming in realms of broken reflections.
In your aquarium existence,
I've let my emotions...

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It seemed so easy to love you-
Effortless to touch such perfect
Skin that I thought longed for me. 
In the gentleness of the night you
Left and I was forsaken and
Abandoned without reason.

It seemed so easy for...

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For many sunsets I missed you when I was lonely & sad
For just as many sunrises I missed you when I was happy & glee
But it was a harsh reality that you are missing from...

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(The scene from Movie Ulzhan, Drama/German screened at 2007 Festival de Cannes)

( English Style)

I met, Shakuni, in a foreign land
He was a seller of precious words
He travelled a lot and the words he sold.
I met,...

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All those talks we had, your breath smoky.
All those plans we had to someday meet.

And then I felt the fear turning my legs icy
while we climbed toward the sky’s craggy peaks.

Were you safe didn’t matter...

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"Saudade is a pleasure you suffer, an ailment you enjoy." ~ Manuel de Melo

I sit in our room and think of you,
ponder your framed, steady gaze,
touch the circle on the wall
where you placed your head
during...

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