Long Striated Poems

THE CHIMNEY
The once fine air, refreshens with dust
Between the village horizon and crest
Since the sailing of a death chemical chimney.

Young green plants seedlings growing on slope
Are left to sip these  carcinogenic dusts, sapling
And entwined...

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Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor.
We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light.
Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats
momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses
its body with windshield; ovidian shift from a
Forest to an...

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Anomalous poetic contrivance evokes...
googling inept kickstarted lame outré jaunty hokum

(alternately titled:
Random screenshot within me noggin
instantaneously transforming, 
née devolving into gobbledygook.)

I got born with poker faced physiognomy,
no matter yours truly doth not play cards
though self same...

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Five in the morning
Orange and red glow in the east
A new day is born

A single rain drop
Looks to be the final straw
Now the flood begins

Albuquerque view
Volcanoes on the mesa
Since the age of time

Once green and...

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in the bright light of day you appeared...
a gilded angel with falcon wings,
you rose up out of the desert sands 
and your gentle beauty struck me dumb - 
sending a tremor through my soul...

marvelling, pretending...

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(thus, I revel to reveal 
     more'n juiced poppycock
     perhaps casting impression, 
     I  hale from Mars,
     thus...

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We laughed at each other’s jokes
not more than a full moon passed. 
On a slick surface, half-smiles crack
a wintry face. My soul abandons
breath in a lifeless bird’s nest
unsteady on a teetering limb.
Under bare trees, my...

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The highlight of my Alaskan vacation was a singular
unexpected breach of a humpback whale.

                     ...

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Red Eastern Screech Owl



Ginger moonlighter, striated 
in cinnamon spice and cream,
beautifies the stage with backdrop
of an ebony-stream horizon.
He perches alone 
like a sculpture carved from 	
bark. Glossed in ginger, sparkling eyes 
penetrate darkness in golden...

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One evening, much like any other
striated feathers of pinks, and deepest primrose
colored the clouds with facets of light, tapering inward
Traces of gold between each color, as deep and clear as the sages

The red sun overhead,...

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As rain clouds clear striated blue
And sun streaks write their names once more
Upon dawn meadows tranquil green
And all along the distant shore,
On far horizons dappled white
The morning creeps across the sea
On scattered wings of silver...

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the shapes of remembrance

Her room was small and square
crammed with beeping machines and family.
as she died, 
we gathered like frightened chicks
trying to ease her 
or call her back.
I think it was the latter, she returned.
twice...

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The horizon cuts straight, long, hard
silently declining less than a degree

like toys across a cartoon’s one frame stillness
a small yacht rocks like a child’s boat
a helicopter putters, a small jet silently
bellies over the sea thundering...

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Pink cotton candy striated clouds
Intermingle with blue
Lure the artist to observe painting
Upon a canvas true

Distant doves sing a summer song
Happy to raise a large brood
Soon they'll be independent
Seeking out their own food 

Life goes in...

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Sunday morning bright red sunrise
Reflecting onto the clouds
Constantly changes colors
There are wispy striated 
Vertically that are cotton candy pink


The horizonal ones have gone from
The bright red to lightere and lighter
Shades until now are salmon in...

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A white wash of striated clouds
stretch expansively 
across the arid desert sky
where Joshua trees commune
lifting up crooked cactus-like arms
towards the searing sun. 

Massive layers of brown boulders 
jut, forming endless sculptures 
hidden places where the...

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Striated moon just risen from the deep
                           She cuddled...

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Dawn a new day is breaking
Open my eyes to the beauty
As the Roosters, Cardinals, and Doves eyes open
Tiny crescent moon relishing in its appearing

Birds sweep across the pale-blue morning sky
To the beat of coo-coo-coo
As the...

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Glacial on the inside
Frozen memories 
of a lost, tropical paradise life
Frostbitten feelings slowly moving
to the other bipolar side

Icy reflections of striated emotions;
dark moods, 
lighthearted nostalgia aurora views
temporarily soothes

Sparkling snowflakes — 
crystalline sadness swirl deeper inward
everyday
a...

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The blade in my hand has been honed razor sharp by reality
I wield it with the careful precision of a skilled physician
who was accrued decades of experience
performing the tedious task of dissecting existence
cutting cleanly through...

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Flying the California Coast

My California coastline
A song of endlessly repeating peaks
Singing verses of silence
Whispering unknown refrains

Mossy sand and stone
Thinly veiled and misted
Striated curves 
Etched in stony hardness 
The brain's soft folds
Hide truths unknown
Organic, orgasmic, orchestral
A...

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Stepping over the threshold
Locating the floor buttons
I press the 3rd floor

~ my brain images still flashing ~

Disfigured long flames curl around
Cherished memories-

Dry spruce branches smoking and crackling
Glowing coals cooking steaks in a fire
Above the crashing...

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The tangled sadness of souls lost 
Between Heaven and Earth, 
Eternally on their way, 
Lifting upwards, 
Soaring, 
Climbing. 
Only to feel the ground’s pull, 
The unseen ropes. 
Trapped in intermediation. 

They have left us without...

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Sunrises with a different color this morning
Pale pink whispy clouds adorn all the upper sky
A very small crescent moon in the southeasterly sky
Where the morning star resides this time of year

The mist rising from the...

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painted desert lay before them
hills with rings of gold and amber clay
few plants, scarce water
just a coyote or roadrunner

on horseback they rode
dreaming of hidden gold
saddlebags filled with mining tools
but not one nugget of treasure

badlands had...

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