Long Swatches Poems

The room is an object in its entirety.
Singular in form and mind,
and multiple in purpose and pleasure.
It is a secret capsule.
Though it was once adorned with bright reds and greens and plated golds
that climbed up...

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All the good in me unlaced I pull what I own across the floor,
books devoured to the spine, impressions the knees of my jeans
have made of kneeling, my ghosts of ghosts, the saint who is...

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Scarlett thought she was promised permanent security. 
Satchels of resilience bound her fragile wrists. 
Woodland deities hailed her.
Underworld demons feared her.
The curious townsfolk simply stood in contemplation - 
Inviting epee's gleamed in their eyes 
as...

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I stared into the mirror today.
I saw you -
a needled zealot
hovering around my left shoulder;
Adolph Hitler dressed in 
opium-perfumed swatches.

You smelled like her.
You acted like him.
You looked like me.
Swastika tall and evenly abhorrent.
Syringe-insured yet,
never sharp...

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Winter has arrived for a treatment and later makes a grand entrance at the 
hairdressers.
At home,forged metal, molten metal  ,blacksmith hammering a horseshoe.
Quicksilver mercury smooth metal  etched and inlayed with black enamel
Straw bale...

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Morning's Glory

Out from
the bowels of night.
Mornings, glory child
begins to 
crown.

 Riding
on wings of honeysuckle 
Dawn radiates her warmth.  
Breaking the silence of slumber
forcing the night to 
step down.

 Ivory
Swatches are whipped
into a cloudy vanilla...

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July 29, 1890

Colored daubs and swatches
crave artist’s practiced hand.
Justice, nearly blind, yet watches—
unwrought art upon a stand.

Regard the brushes in a row—
the palettes and the sponges.
Genius maimed by status quo,
vain a hope that fate expunges.

Guttered...

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In bands of endless sand, where life peeked through new
The sunlight swatches skin, beneath cooked antique cloth 
Natives abide the ceased courier, pigeons plucking past
Markets marked with clenched jaws, gravel grinded toes

Cities etched by tribal...

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It was a strange light,
 perhaps not light at all;
 eerily gray tinged hues,
somewhere between black and white,
 pale wisps of deep dark etchy purples
 and charcoal swatches display
 tips in silver and platinum.
A rich...

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Shrouded in Sanskrit swatches of flesh
  And brain matter bursts of persona,
Move or move not, cells boil on the skin
  In a shape-shifting restless corona.
 
Wondering wiles scratch a deviant course
  Down...

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The tide and heavy seas
had washed up a wealth 
of treasures to lay at my feet
spread out in a long line
just like the way wares
are displayed on the street
of an outdoor market.

Shells, some polished 
to...

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What does your fairy dragon do? I asked my grandma Murr.
“I cannot share this until after I am gone, Little Dizzy.
This made no sense to me, but it surely did to her.
She wanted to teach...

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flowing   swirling
                swatches
swarm&wind
       bloom  blush brilliant
thru my mind

fervent fervid feelings
 ...

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Here is my talk
Bland and blue
Cause I know not
Your colors and hues
I don't know how to paint
The colors you'll see
If your red is the same as my green

Do you like to kiss flowers
Do you dance...

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O what heavy price for independence
Valiant men dying in fierce triathlon
Battling to their last breath for its defense
As they protect the walls of Babylon

Laying down their lives with no shade of guilt
While powerless the great...

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The only reason for time
is so that everything
doesn’t happen at once

Albert Einstein

TIME IS ELEMENTARY

swatches of bands, smart
time is elementary;
strapped snug, cosseted
on a small-pale wrist.

coffee fumes and coal
chugging on life’s track.
cuckoo bird on half
and every hour...

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The long shadows 
are growing cooler. 
Soon there will be places 
where the light will no longer reach
and the river will wear
its autumn coat of leaves.

My walks are getting shorter,
contracting within a circle,
tightening in an...

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It starts with a quivering lip
threads a touch from patches
to little swatches of fabric from
various phases various places of us
the first shirt you gave me
off your very back
was gray with a cartoon face
the hat from...

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Glistening counters of cooing concoctions packing covers of clever collisions. 

Rising towers of tasty temptation tricking triumphs too shortly forgotten.

Outstanding plumage of promised perfection packed perfectly into plump plastic pods.

Colorful rivers of ripening ribbons and...

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It is ceaseless and silent and governs all—
Everything on earth and what is in space.
It orders the seasons and leaves that fall
And it etches furrows on the human face.

Of what occurs in its domain it...

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