Long Sweltered Poems

“Oh please don’t worry.
I haven’t a heightened sixth sense… about the mint infused lilt here.”
There must be a compass without a point surrounding me
“Looking for directions.
The town you’re seeking is a few winding roads and...

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Sitting on this gray wooden bench beside my late mother
Her light yellow blouse shiffling in the Atlantic air
She is exicited, anxious, happy and swells with a sense of achievement
For she had done it. She had...

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*Image of Seasons Of The Year by Pixabay.

Seasonals
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Time of heaven's anointing fertile grounds,
     fertile nature, and beast surrounds,
Hail, 'tis springtime here a blossoming,
     buds are blooming everywhere,
Hark...

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My path beyond the shores of time
from life to there are maritime ripples.
Harrowing blades of rain
hammered from storm-clouds shatter puddles
of glass to rolling streams of echoes,
Misery’s trail towards cleansing waters:

A bloody throat gasping for water...

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Vacances en France

Seven hundred miles we travelled,
Across both land and sea.
Because our friends had told us,
France was lovely as could be.

Two caravans we towed there,
To a villa called ‘la Ronce’,
They’d been there, so many times,
But...

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High upon the highest heights
I see the most tremulous sight
A small girl, fair and tranquil
Smiling strangely, sitting still
Beneath a sobbing willow tree
She recites a verse upon her knee
She sings a rhythmic hymn
Not of death, nothing...

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Nature smiles in Spring
Pulls at our heart string
as greenery's hued in greener tinge
Having had an everlasting effect
on those evergreen trees. 

Nature frowns in Autumn
gets all bored, pale and blue in the fall
Almost seems to sigh...

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May 8th 2009

take a moment
—to look at me
just one final moment
what do you see?

when you look into my pain-filled eyes
is there darkness?
a sliver of light?
excruciating affliction crashes over me,
do you not see?
is there nothing?
only a...

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Sleeping Demon  
 
 I wake before dawn in twisted sweltered sheets, 
Fearing this isn’t yesterday in repeat.

I can feel the breath of the sleeping Beast over me,
 It will wake ravished with hunger,...

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The curve of her smile challenged his heart
Eyes etched unspoken desires into his soul
Brunette hair romanced breeze and kissed the sun
Gentle stride caused the ground to humble her crust
Seduction blossomed into amour affaire de la...

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She danced with grace, as a swan
He was inflamed, a roaring dragon
She swayed, a willow upon the lawn
He sipped warm wine from his flagon

With parted lips and feline eyes
She drew the breath from him 
Her...

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Beautiful the ugliness of scented sweat.
Resists the idea to flee. The least needs
the soldier’s help. The bleed of his forehead -
whether this soul is of tares or weeds.

This dreadful beast is a Samaritan’s guest.
He has...

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Restless memories, faded yesterdays --

On my darkened wall a light appears,
grows bright, passes into darkness.
Outside:  the sound of ill-tuned engines.
A street lamp shines through my window --
the curtains really should be drawn.

In a hot...

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Sweater and knee socks in May
As around her
All present sweltered

damp browed assuring
She felt just fine 
In things unseasonably sheltered

A boundary crossed
The sweater removed
Insult to injury by force

Seeing the reason
And humiliation
Immediately showing remorse

Gently escorted away from...

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She sprawled out across the sky, bored,
Perfectly sun-kissed.
From a distance she could fit
In my hands.
Day, the name we hold dearest
Day, the name of the memory I placed 
her above all else.
I too, lay sprawled out,...

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Summer solstice 






As Sun appeared to stand still in the sky
hence a Latin term solstice arised,
Summer sweltered till to fierce heat's wilt, 
came closer to sun, earth with elliptic tilt,
Be it reason to season's conquest,
Summer...

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We yearned for rain, for spring had been so dry.
We got wet one day. Would things get better?
The sun blazed so intensely in the sky.
Only in the park’s pool could we get wetter.
Then came the...

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The man planted and watered the garden,
like he did always in his weathered dungarees, as he told the girl
no,
     no to a day down the shore...
The phlox and peonies thirsted for...

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CITY STREET

I drifted down the city street,
Feeling tired and sore.
Nothing seemed to inspire me,
I walked with heavy feet.

I sweltered in the sultry heat,
Deafened by the noise.
My shoulders bore the weight of life;
Bowed down in defeat

Then...

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If you think July is bad,
Perhaps you have forgot.
There’s no relief in August.
It’s really just as hot.

Even if you like the heat,
There’s just no celebration.
Unless you care to celebrate,
That most are on vacation.

There’s no relief...

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Stray meteoric passion’s red hot beam 
fire-wires moonlight dervish in a bold splash
clouds of glitter coat my sweetheart’s gleam 
as solar powered pulse rates cut a dash 
welder’s arc vapours rise from pure raw ash...

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