Long Spindrift Poems

Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine ego quest for affaire d’amour;
her night-loving body 
c h a...

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A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became...

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The Rhine Salmon Complaint, Translation of Etiemble’s Complainte d’un salmon du Rhin

						For Yvon Belaval
(A lilting musical poem of varying line length in quatrains with a refrain and much internal
 rhyming; end-rhyme scheme: alternate rhymes in...

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Rest now
O restless heart
released in ebb   to flow

ride the other side of the king tide rising
buoyant your movement in rise with the waves
Rise! to beyond where breakers break long-suffering shores
pitiless the grind of...

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The world had caved in on me once again and I counted the pressure

looked outside and felt sad unbalanced restless and torn from myself

Wild winds were brewing and surfing the waves seemed out of question

sand...

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Eroticism -
             a supple spine in a wanting curve
       and a foolish fever simmers a scarlet heartbeat...

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O albatross guide my loosed soul  
from the shipwreck seized by sandy shoal

persuasive Polar Star in quiet pull
a sailor’s tired eyes gone dark 
I will dream while we fly 

on wings that span horizons...

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Who likes rich people, not many,
the middle class are rich and ignore that fact,
even though the ladies whole bit is about being likable,
maybe I'm the last one who should say what normal is,
since you spend...

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blindfolded he came close to the edge of the cliff

	that he was sure of because vertigo taunted him

		decision time sprung open like a grandfather watch


on his knees he felt the spray of a thunderous sea

	swirling...

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oh precious, dulcet diva, ocean-tide
you, of sand and foam and spindrift -
all your moods and meanderings
speak deep my spirit, wistful and wan
musings captured, gist enraptured …

       I listen, close...

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I

when the world had no headsets
the sunbathing crowd
fell asleep to the sounds of
transistors played loud
while the deckchairs and windbreaks
kites, beach balls and more
formed the stripes, lines and circles
that painted the shore
and the longer I walked
on...

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life …

lived parenthetically -
impulses placed like black boots
in soft sand,
stumbling …
betting a fool’s hope that it leads  …
SOMEwhere …
or garners a courtly chuckle
(if perhaps by accident)
my pas de bourée
to your sublime elegance and
perfect line...

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How blessed was I to find you twined the foam
          Among the shells and spindrift you called home
        ...

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There’s the tightrope for you to walk, wire walker —

defying the gravity of reality and the reality of gravity
you know damn well he won't catch you when you fall
as your sticky grip on the star’s...

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UPON THE SEASHORE
Off the blue Nantucket
music of laguid hours,emerges
from the labyrinth,delicate
snail-horn perceptions of beauty,
thronging this world of sensible
things.Stirred by majesty,soft
flowing surging impressions
where sea meets sky.Infinite
purples,fragments of rainbow
gleam in the spindrift,sensuous 
lively,lovely,many-hued restless
gossamer,abysm of time in...

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So for now run away-
because none of this is your business,

never mind the bleeding branch that's supplemented your fitness,

never mind the hateful rant you hear in your illness,

so just forget all those times when you...

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The ocean speaks  in poetry
Syllables slammed into the sand, sounding out the tides
Like a language uttered by ancient beings
Ripples flicker from the shore, forming words that echo in the crash of waves
Cool, blue-green waters...

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how proper that I found you for
      my farewell, midst those dunes
         the sands where I did oft' adore
   your...

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In a mire brewed
betwixt puddles of hell and mute dissent 
a martyr wades - 
weighed down by chains of shame and disdain
alas the thirsting self-absorbed swamp
distills and swills her stewed silence 
and swallows the last...

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Like diamonds on butterfly wings, dew dribbles,
bestowing sparkle to freshly woven spider entanglements
as fireflies glilsten beneath blackened skies

Stardust illusions are sprinkled into our lives
as magical, imaginary unicorns awe and inspire us
to consider unexplainable happenings

Phenomenal musical...

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Time Like Crashing Waves 

Time, like waves crashing on a smooth-faced sand,
Leaves imbedded ripples on shores of memory
And drop-offs marked with steep undertow warnings
In foamy filigrees etched on recollection
Of abandoned shells searching for lost pearls
Rogue...

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Seraphic, turbid waves in turgid waters; turning

Amid my spindrift Soul wherein loves tumult rages....

Crashing through this pulsing heart that knowingly craves her ~

Aneath these turquoise tides, which tear burnt pages?!

Washed upon the shore to feed...

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an hour before docking
it was ice cold and freezing
as the vessel, like scissors
cut clean through the swell

and the ship’s horn then sounded
and woke those still sleeping
startling the standing
and the seagulls as well

and the door opened...

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* For Jessica Alba ... and the splendor of her smile. *


Oh, the enigma of her face ...
    Its melting mysteries and moody veneers
     When sad, like a...

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Some shall strive against your child yet never to prevail... 
Not in this life nor evermore; for, I will be with you, sayest
The Lord of Host, both heaven as earth ? Skipping joyfully past 
Her...

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