Long Tasters Poems

I know not
what produces and consumes regenerative design
any more than wherein lies recreative imagination
or even empathic and trusting intelligence,
yet I do know this cooperative designer is not me,
and yet I am part thereof,
as are you.

I...

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Villanelle :  Bequeath not an image which is not wholly your own

Bequeath not an image which is not wholly your own
No not all the tasters of Isphaha can patch it back whole
Living did you...

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I will be a princess when I grow up. The five year old announces.
Others are going to be Batman and The Incredible Hulk so this makes sense.
One boy will be a peacock
He announces proudly with...

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Mawmaw's icebox fruitcake sliced
Expose those colorful candied fruits
coarsely diced and smell so very nice
Sweetened condensed milk doesn't dilute
Chopped pecans and raisins~tasters recruit  

How about you?
Recipe:
I box Graham Crackers crushed
Add three cups chopped dried candied...

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Here's a more detailed approach
you don't need to be advised or coached
our behaviours
the love language we use
us together is a lovely mood
actively listening
trying to understand
showing concern
just holding hands
a kiss as a reference
understanding her needs
knowing her...

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~Always around my grandma New,
   a pleasure to be with her never blue.
    Always was something new to do,
   you see her name was Martha New.

~My granny lived...

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The Gift That I Give You
** True love is the gift of freedom to live,
it’s never possessive or oppressive. **
My gift to you is a bottomless jar
That I'll top up every day with love hearts
Hearts...

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THE PROMISE...   

Been said and is always true;
the truth knocked down
and crushed to the ground
will always rise again and again:
so must we---now.

No longer in these times that try
our souls, can we be
like hewed...

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The Birds And The Bees
Honey tasters and givers
Immaculate creatures that natures delivered

Beautiful colours these gifted with wings
Insects so small, some with a sting
Ringed or hooped to their body shaped
Dancing on the breeze, hovering above buttercups
Singing...

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By a gently flowing creek –
   I saw a swallowtail flutter
About my head, as though meek –
   And land softer than a feather. 

He was large enough, I swear –
 ...

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With Careful Spoons

Your perfume essence speaks of lazy afternoons under sage trees.
You kissed my bent neck with a pointed snake of sweet saliva eyes.
Now we are twisting inside my slow tilted bedroom with creep shoes.
Your...

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SYMPOSIA

                  Organizing three days' symposia,
             ...

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Lily, jasmine and roses
Tulips, carnations and daffodils
He adores and chooses
Cosmos, zinnia and daisies

His hands paintbrush of nature
His eyes tasters of beauty
He turns seeds in flower
His caring hands have power

Flowers are his babies
He nurtures and nurses
Liatris,...

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in mind's field thought's seed
                              ...

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Bitter to the tongue; like overbrewed coffee or ninety percent dark chocolate,
a heavy lump down my throat, I crave for sweet water. 
Not too hard to describe, but not too easy to understand.
Like blood, just...

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Happiness is all in the seeking
For some it is a settlement
For others wanderlust
Then there are the people watchers
Ambulance chasers
Some live lives in absorbed observations
Describing works of art
Like erudite wine tasters
As the artist reads his emotive...

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