Long Swales Poems

The man who took the tail of a skink
Is safe from the chocolate mink
He stopped on foot to breathe to think
The man who took the tail of a skink

He gained the powers of the magical...

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At Sea II

The start of an ocean voyage starts like life; fresh and new
And best served with a brew

The shoreline disappearing from view and star bright
Replacing the street lights fading fast into the night

The seas...

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It was a fortnight and two days ago
when my spirit set adrift with the summer breeze;
wandering the four corners of this earth
trying hard my curiosity to please.

Searching out the very meaning of life
while wearing holes...

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A Man of Green
(Valentine’s Day)

Blast breathed, bob booted, fiercely tramping, he sweeps down upon the land, hard browed, frozen white, bellowing, 

Rude Boreas, the prince of winter, rages, the very rocks withering in his path,...

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Surrounding self with shells of snails,
You lie on warming shifting sand
Sifting through your open hand,
Adrift with tidal rifted swales.

Charting ebbs and flows of sun, 
Wisps of clouds reveal the show
That hermit crabs and sea crows...

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Beaches are where breaches adorn like brooches
Waves curl up to breach the surface of sea,
Then break, plunging headstrong to broach on shore.
Wales and dolphins breach off the beach with spit and spurt.
Crabs and worms breach...

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What lies ahead, I do not know,
But I will confidently go
Along this rough and tumble trail
O’er mountain pass, dank, boggy swales,
To scale the heights, be brought down low.

Though ‘twas ordained so long ago,
I find there...

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In scratchy swales emitting Clorox gas,
Matador houseflies cross paralyzed eyes;
A kaleidoscope scene where jagged glass
Cracks beneath footsteps of love’s promised lies;

Forgotten by choice through hell-flickered sight,
Confusion screams at a dead mobile phone,
Gripping slick sanity ever...

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I wish that I just had my own road—
I wish that I had my own trail—
I wish the stories hadn’t been told
‘Bout how there’s now no range to sail.

It seems that all the land is...

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The world cannot hate you but Me, it hates because I speak in that, it's evil ?
Yet yourself they shall also despise; for I have lifted you from her crib making you
Mine although their words...

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As fortunes wax and wane 
In life’s large swells and swales, 
We try to ponder and remain 
The person who, in youth, prevailed. 
But our youthful views have changed,  
And our existing needs do...

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From high above and down below
Bewitching winds from Hades blow
That spread the river’s current thin
And drown with love unsinkable men;

Around they swirl and whisper lies
Of fabled lands where romance flies;
Paradise found upon a beach
Which but...

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Never wishing to wade into too much drama
As her ambulance rushes by; wailing and why..
Should one catch this spindrift adrift amid, their
Churning sea these swales, of ocean tide miseries ?
Zephyr's winds blowing through his shaded...

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