Long Sylphs Poems

Cascading off the winter chill
leaving warmth wherever it traces
the edge of the daffodil, tulip or crocus
spring shines its brilliant rays across
the windowpane that mirrors the friendly praise
coloring the seals with such sweet appeal 

lavender lilacs...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring...

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I have a story that needs be told
A story I never knew if words can transcript
For it belongs when in dreams I enroll
Visions before or an afterlife if I shall seek

If it all shall begin…...

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Cascading off the winter chill
leaving warmth wherever it traces
the edge of the daffodil, tulip or crocus
spring shines its brilliant rays across
the windowpane that mirrors the friendly praise
coloring the seals with such sweet appeal 

lavender lilacs...

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It said "Listen now and listen well, you who looks upon what's mine:
The ground between the aureole round the ring of tree and vine.

You look upon a fairy ring and stand before it in this...

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On stage so deep in heart of sand;
Farthest from world of deep dismay
At night in day thy Housefull show
Since centuries therest on display

O Ramses speak from deeps of sand! 
Wherest thou liveth for thousand years?
Farthest...

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Come in scented summer garden! 
Come in nature super show! 
veins of Thee all  turned  to yellow 
Mistletoe! in spring woe? 
In the scented breath of summer
Laugh and look at magic show

Beauteous are...

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Dog Star

The clarity with which youthful vision perceives the world
Is increasingly fogged by the successive days of life.
Simple magnanimity is replaced by complex reservation.
Knowledge is replaced by uncertainty.
Hope is replaced by the leaden awareness of...

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I was enchanted by those who sung… they who sing
Like sylphs, like sirens… unearthly yet encompassing
Did I remember being at home, behind a closed door?
Or is it a dream I slumbered into for a time...

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"In Unison between the Point of Singularity"



Rarely 
notes ever compliment
suspended like points in 
singularity
opposites eventually attract
silent string theories
suspended in animation
dancing around each other
flirting with the birth
of the concept 
of another life
existing in 
the mirrored
room of...

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EVERYTHING PAINTS SEVEN...
                        COSMIC SEVEN !

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Without kabbalah, simply
                    and so...
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Floating
by Michael R. Burch
 
Memories flood the sand’s unfolding scroll;
they pour in with the long, cursive tides of night.
 
Memories of revenant blue eyes and wild lips
moist and frantic against my own.
 
Memories of ghostly...

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SAY AMEN!
Sometimes the world tries to come in with confusion and 
misconceptions but the hand of God is seen and the world disappears. 
When the soul becomes dishearten, and spirit lies heavy within, I am...

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Beltane’s Night
On the eve of Beltane
The Earth’s call rang across hill and heather, towards ford and cliff
From tree to river the door calls, spirits of earth so fair,
Heard by elf and pixie, awakening the dryads...

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  A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, 
in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, 
and the twisted temperaments of weather. 

  Distant friends once conspired together,...

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A scarlet-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
commences the annual rite of packing his nest,
in response to whimsical winds' pirouette
and the capricious moods of weather's ballet.

Distant friends once conspired in sunbeam pursuits,
beak-dipping in nectar teased from blossoms' allure,
whispers of...

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They meet, eat and drink, flutter and make merry.
Smiles flying from face to face, laughter airy.
They share a party of the soul and spirit;
their portrayal of mere humans satiric.

Laughing at our silly, paranoid folly
they point...

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In an endless night,
time is my nemesis.

In the realms of sleepwalking nightmares,
where trumpets blow an eerie tune,
I can see the Grim Reaper,
perched upon my tomb.

I search for the sandman
in the domain of dreams.
Where hope is...

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 Sylphs, Fairies, Imps, Sprites
Moonlighting on the dark side
Bitstreaming the Night

Ology fractured
Today's Client, a new breed
That's the business

Mushrooming sales, sniffs
Crystal, clear intent
To manufacture

-oting with money
At the Poles, even my wife
There's Aurora now

Lunging from darkness
Retro grade...

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When dawn drifts into charmed meadows
enchantment fades with the shadows,
drinking perfume from the night's air,
stirring fragrance that lingers there.

Faintest mist sprinkles wild grasses,
when dawn drifts into charmed meadows.
Sewn jewels on satin sashes
of Sylphs dancing with...

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Now hark how brilliantly doth shine that place
So bright, of which the nymphs have spoken of.
A place where malevolence gives chase
To endless starry fields of sky above.

What I would sacrifice to situate
Myself in its divine...

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  The flower’s image before me
                  stares

So overwhelmed by the splendor
      ...

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