Long Succulents Poems

“Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo.
Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.
Briseadh an tost seo”



"An Bee Cailleach"


She lives to...

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I was driving to Utah, because I had gotten a promotion;
And chose the scenic route, so as to put things in motion.

I had been traveling from Los Angeles, to Salt Lake City;
And the scenery along...

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"The Pages"

Missing all those years
like a page you could turn, 
a book you could throw casually aside, 
to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries;
at some point you turned around, 
and remembered, what you long...

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........Cactus
....Water Towers
Isolated desolates
Wrapped in spikes
Fluted aqua Greys
Or in military green
Reaching the skies
The desolate cacti 
The desert fingers 
Withholding blaze..
Desicating breeze..........
.Blistering freeze..................
Where not a blade....................
Nothin' germinate......................
Them root in dust.....................
Wasteland, gravel.....................
The fluted barrels......................
They shrink in dry......................
Bellow up...

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Take me to where the wildflowers grow and show me where to go, take me to where the wildflowers grow and wet my soul with the dew of the morning, wake up my spirit at...

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The shadow in the night is smiling with me
The shadow in the moonlight is dancing with me
The shadow in the sunlight is praying with me
And here I am waiting for you to come and unite...

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Peter Piper was ever punctilious, like minty nature's painstaking paintings,
Or the palsied skies of one pretty evening, in the hour of the sun's fainting.

Peter lived upon a small, fertile farm, and was one of five,...

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I was a valued, vaunted veterinarian, maintaining health for animals I loved,
As a rainbow sparkled rich colors, from the moment peach sunshine shoved.

I was dedicated to such adorable patients, and they soon responded in kind;
Like...

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Charles Green was eight years old, and his father was a great teacher.
Yet, Charlie preferred playing to school; because he was a daydreamer.

The Greens lived in the town of Ivoria, where dahlias nodded greeting;
And Charlie...

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I see you hipsters in rustic coffee shops with pictures of Marlyn Monroe and contemporary art, 
the girl in all black with a black beret to make her look more avant-garde and red colored hair...

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My garden is an art of splendour,
I behold her with all my gaiety,
A garden of flowers and hope blossoming alike,
With all its beauty.
 
The buds splutter, 
The mystic mystery unfolds with its glory, 
Giving way...

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How many head do you have?
He turns his weathered face toward me. You buy’n?
His hazel eyes are dancing; I am no cowboy.
I'm in the throes of boot stomping country.
Saturday nights are for dancing
And you better...

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An August sun shines on the meadow,
The goldenrod voicing their approval,
Waving their tall flags of flaxen yellow
Always profuse in bloom, never frugal,
Or shy in making themselves known
Among the late summer appearances
My lush verdant meadow is...

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A lovely walk, a promenade leads the way
Burnt orange succulents stand like bushes serene
Crushed tepid deep, whitewash stirs up behind the scenes
Delightful blends of blue sky in-between
Entwined the seaweed branching out for a reach
Finely tuned...

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Whitestone Hoodoos

Near where I live,
just up the hill above the airport,
is a place of mystery and wonder,
a place wizards might once have dwelled,
or young warriors wandered in search of vision.
It’s a thicket of chalky hoodoos,...

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God said to humankind prosper and subdue the Earth and all that is upon it.
So does the farmer harness oxen, and together they labour to satisfy his hunger.

Then man said to god, these tender woman...

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Books strewn on the living room floor
Some library, some owned
Waiting to be read

Drink recipes on the mid-modern coffee table
Mostly Tequila based 
Waiting for other ingredients to be purchased

Monthly bills sitting on the couch
One overdue maybe?
Waiting...

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For I awake within a dichotomous dream,
I ask what is real that the eye may gleam…
Realities regulate as the heads at the helm,	
As dimensions deliberate a deceitful realm…

I walk through forests of faceless feeble time,
Nurturing...

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Oh DEER, You again….


At the crack of dawn
Outside my bedroom window
Unexpected noise?   Chewy, crunchy, crumbly
……I’m trying to sleep

Oh dear!  deer is staring at me 
     fearlessly

Uninvited guest crackling...

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The sweet, savories, succulents plastic wrapped, boxed, floating in chemical additives, packed crunchy, munchy surprises, tasty delicatessens of mouthwatering intestinal trash, preserved, conserved in numbers of E, added to sweetened, sweetener of insecticidal feces, sugar...

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Her beauty is like an Olive tree
The roof of her hips so succulents
I will go up to the Olive tree
Milk the solace that emits from her breasts
Sleep and dine in her chamber

Come, Come, Come, Come...

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In pursuit of imperfect perfection,
she slowly turned every lucky star blind,
drowning in constant chores from obsession, 
unable to appease her stormy mind.

Promises ascend against perception, 
nothing halts fixed rituals from spinning,
as turmoils of time twirl...

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This quaint haven away from Seeing Eye
         No sound of the loom now at nature’s call
         Here on this...

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Like a warm embrace
That can fill a heart
Expanding with heat and love
Through every chamber
Yet without warning
It can take an about turn 
Causing pain and hurt
Words can wound 
And destroy
Ripping through precious moments
Bruising the inside
Of any...

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What you see today
Might be just a fake ray
And be not as they say
Or it might just be a fake way

What you hear today
Probably has not come to stay
For who knows if it pay
Even if...

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