Long Spume Poems

Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...

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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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'I think I know why the ocean flows'


When I watch the tides send spume and surf onto the poets' swaying shore

Caress the silken sand embrace high waters so quietly or with almighty roar

As tangled seaweed...

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...Then one looked at her sand said, “Let’s have us another ’bout.”
But the man on her horse said, “No, I’m claiming that one now.
In lieu of my share of the gold when all of them...

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Jesus’ Birth 2
Luke 2:1-7

Luke: “In those days Caesar Augustus declared,
That everyone throughout the empire [Roman],
Should be enrolled in the tax lists [Judah beared].
2 This first enrollment occurred when [cone] -

Quirinius governed Syria. 3 Everyone went...

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Written: September 12, 2023
Ocean Poetry Contest                             ...

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(An Abenaki Legend)


Prologue...


After the reptile people had been devoured by fire, ice and flood, Kloskurbeh the ever creating Spirit, sighed, and thought about the worlds he had made across the multiverse, how his breathe had...

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THE LEGEND OF CELINE,  THE  WHITE  LADY


In French Canada  no legend is more tragic than that of Celine, 
A beautiful Quebec maiden who, long  ago, fell in love with Alain....

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Adventitious existence birthed introverted spiritual outlier i.e. me

Speculative fictitious flirtation imagined
courtesy grown old male offspring (me)
begat when mine late mother and father met
former named, a popular Arthur Murray
ballroom dance studio instructor.

Subtle social cues (nonverbal or...

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VECTOR 

I am scalable                               ...

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It’s 5pm and sunny in Ohio, 40 degrees
and dropping,
by dusk it will be grey turning to red
then black.

Where is the oyster shell now?
The heavenly picture
of a pale spume-tickled .
An unmarried Tudor lady
applies more cosmetic beeswax
to...

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I surreptitiously envy those who

find the opportunity to roam freely

in glades within woods

and over verdant prismic hills

under open blue sky's

soaking up and embracing natures

flowers and fauna as they are pollinated

by insects abounding.

I marvel at those...

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The End of Time


The passing time in a stillness of passage
Blown soft with wanting
Furlongs in the corridors of sighs

Are dreams of mine
Left unsleeping
Repeating the hail of trumpeted cries

Another time
Touched by the paraded flowers
Of promises
To pick...

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Chaste eyes trace my limbs, in the deep of woods
swerving like a breeze moist on fields of grass,
His Latin fire, on edge of twilight moods.

Shape of curves fondled like tender morass,
the call of moaning sprawls...

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6.   Matsukaze 

("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of 
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy.  "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)

Despite 
the vigil I kept, night on...

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How can I sever wolf-waves from the selfish sea?
I ache to cut the rogue from the relentless flow
his crest swelled in high rise on testosterone tide
swindles my tease to tame his blue Neptune flame
mocking my...

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You think I have a pretty face

My dresses weaved from frills and lace

You  think that I'm a spoilt brat

with diamonds around my neck

and roses in my bed

You think I own the pot of gold

A...

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Three times the Master spoke
and three times the capstan broke.
Decks awash with briny spume,
the storm raged in the gathering gloom.
'Pull in that spar or else we're doomed!'
Above the roar the Master boomed.
The crew strained on...

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"What I'd like to give you, is an ounce of my perfume",
It's not Joy Baccarat, nor Les Royales, with soapy spume;
Nor Roja Haute Luxe, Amorem Rose, Maison Francis,
Nor Nenufar, Cleopatra, great queen-scent xanthous...

My perfume is...

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Dewdrops stream down boisterous 
children’s freckle-strewn mischievous dials,
as they dash in cartoon costume faux denim
apparel amidst the pale yellow sunlight glare.
Marble stone button twiddle on a blue
rinse wrinkle t-shirt,
Sumptuous  ice cream raspberry blobs
tantalise the...

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Clouds floating across the azure blue sky like sailing ships over   serene sea on a sunny afternoon
 Two barefooted boys beachcomb the warm sandy beach leaving footprints behind 

  Unaware that there...

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LOVING   IN  THE  RAIN


Gusting hollow sound of rain on big leaves
Me wishing for more
Dripping  drops on bedroom pane
Starting to pour, pour
Into my memories

Cascading spray from his wheel
As a bell with...

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Brrrrr my alarm clock wakes me with a start. I open heavy eyelids to see sun streaming through a chink in the curtains. Bounding out of bed I hurriedly dress in my bikini and cover...

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How vast and pervasive is the Moon?
Hugeness hints there stand two
Orbs and a turbulent stream
Simply like the dawning sun
All over the half-moon horizon.

On the shore of credulity
The froth shed detritus and sea salt
Carving a path...

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The ocean beast leaps forward,
Then slinks back, lying in wait.
It tosses its billowy mane, and,
With a snarl, springs up and pounces
On the slippery black rocks of the jetty,
Frothing at the mouth and
Pawing at the slick...

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