Long Spun sugar Poems

 
Lux Vitae Love Stories of The Fey:

“In the Clouds”



“What are you looking at Mum?”
“They come in the clouds you know”, she said to her daughter
“Every night, the same time, the numbers seem to grow,...

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The True Gothic Tale Unending of Manifold Monsters Doomed

"The biological rarity captivates each freak of nature."
-- the Coney Island Sideshow by the Seashore
 
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The creeping creepy creep show's...

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Cotton candy castles

When you look closely at an idea,
it has no weight.
The holes seem to weigh
more than the thought itself
The idea can never happen.
It can never be real.
It is too preposterous,
too stupid.
The light is shined...

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autumn afternoons glow with colorful nuances
i delight in shades of crimson
but not as much as azure
no not as much as the color of your kind, confident eyes
if only i could swim in the crisp cool...

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Christmas Confections

Visions of candy canes, swirling red and white stripes,
Pirouette through our dreams spinning Christmas delights;
Sugar sticks and sugar plums tweak our imaginations
When bright store windows show off marshmallow creations ~
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Truffles and...

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Immortal land awakes through dusk and dawn 
Beneath ceiling spun sugar and midnight blue. 
Winds breath trill of tiny song accrues through 
ardent woodlands, rivers, and natures gentle fawns.


6/22/2019

Poetry Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 2'
Sponsored By: Gregory...

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I wake up to clear blue skies
I stretch, I'm feeling fine
Got this carefree attitude
Nothin' on my mind 
my friends are coming over
Everything is right 
Its gonna be a perfect day
A piece of paradise

I don't know...

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A taste of sun upon my tongue
a lick of stars inside my maw 
a fresh cool drink from rivers pure
mayhap her face, today  ?    
Before you walk away  listen to...

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BAKED ALASKA GRINNED THROUGH THE SNOWY WINDOW,     
CREPE-SUZETTE NICELY SAT ITSELF ON A FANCY PLATE BELOW,
NEW YORK CHEESECAKE WAS FIT AND STRAIGHT FROM QUEENS,
STICKY TOFFEE PUDDING CLUNG ITSELF WHATEVER THAT MEANS.
...

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You must remember this, the way the young French waiter
pronounced her name, Sarah Vog-gan
singing "April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom,
This is a feeling, No one can ever reprieve..."  And how
on a small balcony in...

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summer rain 

cotton candy clouds
 whispy trails like spun sugar ~
  sly mists mask the skies

muggy breathless air 
 leaves hang limp upon their boughs ~
  mute the summer song

heat in mirages
 shimmering...

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Autumn sky is company,
in leaf filled tornados I am free.
In all these hues,
It's the blues I see.

Your voice,
a rustle in the wind,
a rumour,
a murmur,
the hole in my heart,
blood that escapes my veins.

I long for a...

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Immortal land awakes through dusk and dawn
Beneath ceiling spun sugar and midnight blue. 
Wind's breath trill of tiny song accrues through
ardent woodlands, rivers, and natures gentle fawns.

Tears of life stream with allure and glamor
Dreams grow...

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I’ll serve you a plate of delicacies
To fulfil all of your weird fantasies.

A bowl of soup with a floating fish eye
A side of fried crickets piled to the sky.

There will be escargot in golden shells
Not...

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They are the oddest cats in church the toms agree
We secretly nicknamed them the fluffy high-haired three 
Their hair is odd, cotton-candy fluffy, colored like spun sugar too
They stand around giving us come hither looks...

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