Long Skylight Poems

"The discrepancies are many, the dalliances are few,
both pitched against one dynamic, lifelong achievement"

Poking through the woods of the Mill Grove Audubon Estate,
suddenly came upon an ivy-covered studio shed
tucked away amongst foliage near Perkiomen Creek,
apparently...

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If you spill your secrets to the breeze,
Don't blame the wind for laying them to light.
Once said, words are disclosed, even to trees.
And claim peace in the leaves that rustle and fight.
Whispered tales of a...

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By some quirky short circuit.
A drone mutated itself 
and became intelligent
.
As fate would have, 
The drone decided to take revenge. 
Chose Chill Bates as its target
The drone altered its algorithm 
and started re-programming.... its fellow...

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We are all Nameless



What else is there to do
but to tell you who I am,
but most of all,
what I wish to find.

I am not the cavalier of the sun, 
but the caveat of phantasm.

I do...

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One December Night (Continuation 1)

     Before they could get to the front door to see, their dad shouted down, “Don't go there.  
Let me!”  “Wait children.” he said from...

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She wasn't a stray, but a sick yellow cockatiel,
with speckled gray on her feathers.
The pet shop was giving her away,
I was in elementary school when I got her,
she was a lovable bird and I enjoyed...

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rain hitting the asphalt, the cracking concrete, water weaving
its way down the overpass. Residents cover up with plastic,
a conflagration of yellow light on garbage bags
hitting tree tops, branches, leaves old and new. Boughs
sagging with the...

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Losing the Light
	by Cheryl Higgins
 UNSUPPORTED CODE  - with a quote
from J.D.
McClatchy's
three-part poem
"Three Dreams of
Elizabeth
Bishop" UNSUPPORTED CODE 

What sold me on the
architect's clever
evening tour
besides designer
lighting and too
many vodka bitters
wasn't this
relentless dawn
scraping every
skylight in 
every...

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"Im scared" I whispered, eyes big round and green,
Fingers twirling a strand of strawberry blond hair,
Twisting it around nervously, brushing pink blushing cheeks.

The sky dark with twilight, two stars overwatching us,
We stand millimeters apart beneath...

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All is still into the night
The sky is dark
No moon tonight
The stars so bright
When I noticed something glowing
In the skylight
I remember thinking that's not right
Just then it zipped out of sight
In some very unique flight
Reappearing...

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Honesty presides in these fresh sonnets
Where breathing seeks to set example
For future generations on thresholds
Of honest wit staying apt and ample
Poets questioning meaning in long life
While judging and evoking honesty
They hold themselves above impending strife
And...

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On this winter's night
                               ...

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Our Paradise Advise—My Sweetest Love!
 
My sweetest love hearest thou reverently my advice
My advice is to leave now for our home—in paradise.
Paradise blooming with rainbows and tasty red cherries
Cherries, delicious mangoes, and bright sweet berries.

Berries...

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Finding myself alone after so many years.
I learned that I was somewhere that I didn't want to be.
I needed to step up and conquer my fears.
If I didn't, I would never be free.

At first, I...

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I wanted to build a skylight in my place.
My friends thought it was spurious.
So I went and built it anyway.
Now the neighbors above me are furious.

I got a dog a few months ago,
but he doesn't...

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even though it is cold it is still more fun                         ...

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The clown with his red cherub face
A maggot in his twisted brain
The jack-booted leather Christian
With dull razorblades down his spin

Staring down from their high windows
The taste of gin upon their tongues
Lusty fire crackling in their...

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A Falcon
                   It swoops.	
             ...

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Midnight hour was approaching. . .
New Jersey forests hugged each 
Side of the lonely highway.
Tired feet and tired bodies 
Rested upon worn leather seats
In the black stretch limousine 
Containing three sage pilots 
And eight stewardesses,...

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Those who lash out when the heart speaks
avoid the many mirrors reflecting themselves
For in this rippled dream,
where perfect does exist
and mistakes are long gone like a Milli Vanilli song,
they fail to see that we are...

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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, 
but I have promises to keep, 
and miles to go before I sleep” (Robert Frost).

The woods know my secrets
For I open my heart
In this enclosed sanctuary of God
As...

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Defeat

Blood starts drippin’ from the soldier’s wound
Seeps like sewage ‘neath the politician’s room

Deep in the house, white fades to red
And the freedom we’re fighting for seems to be dead
‘Cause we can’t win like he once...

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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, 
but I have promises to keep, 
and miles to go before I sleep” (Robert Frost).

The woods know my secrets
For I open my heart
In this enclosed sanctuary of God
As...

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By Marites Avisado-Responte
Under the Sky

One afternoon, I lie down on the grass
I come face to face with the blue sky
Her face is clear, except when bullet jet flies
Leaving a streak long white cloud trails
Over her...

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Crystal morning light,neon bright
                               ...

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