Long Scampers Poems

Reducing sauces is a clever act that is not predetermined

Swimming in tepid waters often relieves tensions but a moose with a migraine prefers an ice cold bath. Bathing rituals signify statuses and this is referred...

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Nine times a fish tail is spun from thin yarn?

Swimming in tepid waters often relieves tensions but a moose with a migraine prefers an ice cold bath. Bathing rituals signify statuses and this is referred...

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The past scampers out of view. 
Like the paw prints of a cat running to the bush.
The wheel of time follows no straight line.
As we sometimes trace back over the lines.
In the recesses of our...

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The Foe

With strong arms, the warrior raises his crimson stained sword against the mighty Foe.
Death for the cause emboldens me in a strong clear voice he shouts.
The Foe peers down with its fierce coal colored...

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We sit around the patio table in the bright sunlight,
Friends since our teens.
Since our last meeting, I have lost my father,
Rick and Sue have become grandparents,
And Joe has suffered the ultimate loss
Through the death of...

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We do take stocks of a natural treasure
And the man made jewels every...

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The earth moans the earth and blood is soaked into dirt, the beatitude stands still and the mountain goat is grazing patiently on the hill. The birds are conducting Sunday morning mass and the leaders...

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As I sit here on this guardrail,
on this first day of the year where
a jacket is not what you need to keep you warm,
watching the same breeze that breathes
across my cheek and whispers into my...

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They stand erect on the hill side listening to a jubilant ceremony saturated in the wind and the lake side spilling waves of hope over amplified sound while the residue of life scampers all over...

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I start my afternoon hike up a mountain trail.
October’s sunlight, the vestige of Indian Summer,
dapples my exposed skin with welcomed warmth.
Sun’s rays are gilded tendrils cutting through pines
whose needles’ sweet scent
    ...

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It lays helpless at the foot of the hill gasping for breath, while the shadows drifts slowly over the hardened earth and thickened skies. The scent of the gully birds kept meandering around strange daffodils...

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Beneath Unknown Shores


                 Waves envelop the steel keel of a massive cruise liner
      ...

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walking down a one-way path 
straight with the moon over one shoulder 
following the tracks 
as they lead into the horizon 
following the faded imagery 
as I stray in life 
the dark woods are thick...

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Ship-wretched

Golden sand as far as can be seen
Lapped by an ocean, aquamarine
Sun blazing, high, in an azure sky
Another land hermit crab scampers on by
Palms edge the beach gifting welcome respite
from the heat of the day...

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The fusion of indecision and imprecision robs lives of vitality
Freezing minds in a state of petrified fear
That slays sagacity, perspicacity and versatility
In circumstances where room for a tear

Lives and survives in dreams and screams
Born from...

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Sitting alone on a park bench surrounded by a natural beauty that only I can appreciate at
this moment in time. Oh, there are occasional intruders in this beautiful place, a few
joggers with their MP3’s hanging...

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Birds have started chirping
Sun is just about to set
Squirrel is squeaking as it scampers on branches of flame tree
Bees are buzzing
Crows can be heard saying caw, caw
Eagle flies with a screeching sound

Oriental magpie robins can...

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one with the music 
a vestibule for magic 
love fills the night air


Let my aura deep red spill onto the page, 
I an instrument in the name of poetic rage,
                 ...

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The cow lows to her baby as night falls
A cricket gaily chirps there is nothing wrong

A little frog croaks as I walk by the stream
A whip-poor-will calls from a near by grove of trees

A screech...

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Four Cafes

Winter mists swirl up from puddles on the cobblestones blurring the names of the four cafes facing the narrow boulevard.  Townspeople and visitors walk briskly with their heads down, collars up, against January’s...

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i become lost in these lazy days
the ones i have learned to allow
sitting here on the balcony
watching the frigates glide to Bolero
below a content ocean, empty beach
my attention was broken by a Tropical Queen
butterflies in...

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A bird wakes up in the morn and flies away
To the garden-trees it heads
To check fruits that ripened at night
That its bone-beak may fruit harvest

This earth we live in is a garden. Everyone with a...

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Somewhere along the way,
I lost my me.
Where did he go?
He must be somewhere inside of me.

I know he’s in there somewhere;
Hiding behind the Dad I became much too early.
Or perhaps behind the façade of the...

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This breezy island is often visited
by falcons with powerful wings,
as they display the swiftness 
of their elaborate flights; on the gleaming sand,
I'm laid back and pensive, while my curious dog
scampers to and fro, trying to...

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we’re taught to want the city on the hill
to live there, to reign there,
to step on everyone else’s back on the 
way there---
we’re taught to strive for a place amongst the
star studded eyes
the life we...

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