Long Silverish Poems

Exiting highway 101 again....
Past Pacific Heights, to the Marina districts boulavard
Circling back towards the Palace of Fine Arts
An escape, after leaving the Tenderloins gentrificational neighborhoods
In the lines of questions; as I now gaze upon the...

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Soft music playing within the background

Slowly brushing the stubble upon my chin

While sitting beneath the reflection of the neon lights

Colorful images broken amid the rippling of the fountains waters

As the constellations quietly make their way...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities

Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld

Within the...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities

Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld

Within the...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance
Streaming with incresent colours towards life
Infinite within its parhelion possibilities
Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides
Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities
Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld
Within the...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance
Streaming with incresent colours towards life
Infinite within its parhelion possibilities
Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides
Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities
Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld
Within the...

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As I walked into the room
which is  filled with many people
women dressed up in their evening gowns
and men with their tuxedos

Romantic as can be
soft candles lit on tables...
colorful lights- dancing around
across the way... on...

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As early dawns sunlight, of golden glass....

Now drips from the ambient forest of green

Showers of light reflected, from across the pond

Gazing amid the cabins threshold; these love laced thoughts

A nightingale lingering; singing atop the windows...

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An arrangement to place upon the shelf, these orbs of light....

While your eyes avert toward the skies, beyond the brilliant blue

Smiling, as the encompassing sun, winks and waves at you

Pointing unto these astonishing places, creations...

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Inner self renowned free; owned only by me in the thicket of the woods which is ticket to the 
goods. Lovely dew drop, tear drop worries obliterated by the sun. Rings true that I don't...

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The warmth of her breast weighing joyfully amid my palms...

Arms about my waist; smiling as gazing into her eyes to find this

Beauty that we share; butterflies dancing in my heart while chasing

A breath; nothing has...

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Washing over me; her warm breast, weighing joyfully amid such soft palms

Arms about dawns waist; dreams, smiling as gazing into her eyes to find....

Beauty that we share; butterflies, dancing within our hearts while chasing

But a...

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Joyfully chasing blue tail bunny rabbits through fields of dancing daisies....

Watercolour skies in lavender hues reflecting from, the marmalade moon

Mystical monarch butterflies brushed in glittering orange and black

Gathering around Tinkerbell with her maroon magical wands...

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Washing over myself her warm breast; weighing joyfully amid such soft
Palms arms about dawn's waist ? Dreams, smiling as gazing into her eyes 
Finding beauty that we share; butterflies dancing within our hearts while chasing...

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Joyfully chasing blue tail bunny rabbits through fields of dancing daisies....

Watercolour skies in lavender hues reflecting from, the marmalade moon

Mystical monarch butterflies brushed amid glittering orange and black

Gathering around Tinkerbell with her maroon magical wands...

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The red eyed jack said to the yellow eyed queen

Bishop on the back nine towards the black eyed king

Running from a rabbit down a purple parrot chute

Before a gallery of jokers aneath this crimson rising...

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Washing over me; her warm breast, weighing joyfully amid such soft palms
Arms about dawns waist; dreams, smiling as gazing into her eyes to find..
Beauty that we share; butterflies, dancing within our hearts while chasing
But a...

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The perfect petals puncture the fabric’s purple-blue,
 And silver-platter fins paint the water every hue.
 A globed sky has thawed, ripe with pine and sapphire stars—
 And the glinted sheen of the oil graze on...

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Beyond the horizon as far as eye can see
And further still until all fades from view,
Even impatient rocking of the aqueous sea
Or tiny twinkling stars of a silverish hue.
I’ve heard soft whispers of true nothingness
In...

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Joyfully chasing blue tail bunny rabbits through fields of dancing daisies 
Watercolour skies in lavender hues reflecting from, her marmalade moon...
Mystical monarch butterflies brushed amid glittering orange as black; gathering 
About Tinkerbell with her gentle...

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Wrapped about her waist her light as gazing into her eyes; her words
The beauty that we share; butterflies swirling inside the sky my heart
Chasing a breath; nothing has changed yet all remains the same; She..
Everyday...

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eye contact across a crowded room
she smiles knowingly, enjoying my attention
I step unto the terrace illuminated by the moon
silverish glow and velvet pitch in contention
the garden below; perfect seclusion
a winding path leading into infinite sable
her...

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Suspending ornaments within an abstracts reasonings....

Paramountic marvels of a phenomenas majestical wonders; these 

Perceptions perceived along the paragons trails towards, the swallowing castles 

Reflections amid the paradoxes silverish views; hues, of an artificial flavourings

Beliefs upon...

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Centuries be philosophy and many people say that life is merely 
What one makes of it ? Averting chance as circumstance; songbirds
Their most chirping this piping atop golden branches a myoptic melody
Until truth's rain forest...

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But a brush and a touch, one parting more.
Delilah, Moon-girl, you stole my strong light.
I, your Sun-boy, am shorn having blackout,
but remember my close shaves, the honey
and dead days, my foes jaw-struck,
as the long-winded she-ass...

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