Long Tersely Poems

This is presented in a series of three sonnets in a collaboration
between Daniel Turner and Lin Lane. 
They are based on the original sonnet of Daniel's "Night Angel."
Thank you, Danny, for the inspiration and for...

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In deep slumber madness, she comforts me
Appearing, unencumbered, from the mist
Subconscious suspension our nightly tryst
Erasing my mind of bad memories
She mends and warms my soul so tenderly
Imbibing my thoughts and heart with her kiss
Lovingly fulfills...

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This Space for You...

Darling, my darling, how I long to see you so,
Such a long week of papers, pencils and meetings galore,
Prepare yourself for such a surprise as you surmise an unseen row,
Thusly have I,...

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Military boots grip the pavement,
hair in a Sarah Connor ponytail
Got her sunglasses on at midnight,
waiting patiently for the right ride
to stop
And swing open an invitation
to rest her road wary bones
From the bend of the elbow,
	to...

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Beginding


We met in the slumber of the sun
Where the sounds are more than verbs and voices
But still, beyond a few, or two, shines one
The rest are merely incorrect choices
This feels like a shot in the...

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TAP TAP (A Writer's Contemplation)


Tap, tap. I promptly turned to view.
and felt somehow it could be you.
Where have you been, I tersely cried?
... 'Here' just here' -it seemed she lied.
'I was afraid! Where did I...

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Did Determine That Divulging

We Did Determine That when divulging,
What happens when you are indulging;
Had eaten a lot,
That we brought;
For a long time we have been bulging.


Jim Horn

Who we did adorn after being born

After my poem...

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My mind lost in thought, I see him from across the room.
The deep ponder I was in ends with a provocative move.
I knew I was going to approach him with a skill tongue.
However, I am...

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Justice of a beautiful woman is that of a model.
She may just be a Christian whore.
In five inches high hills, she does the Catwalk.
Her asymmetrical body spins in Prada blend.
She smiles and saunters entertainingly.
She is...

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Helper for heartbreak's dissipation
           Coat of slick paint covers pain
        His younger hair longer temptation
   ...

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Walking merrily about did John J go 
Did fright a come about his usual glow
Scared to walk in dark and muddy rays
Tersely rehearsed in fragile ruddy greys

Drops of iced earth 'neath his sullen feet
Trodden spirits...

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Yes, we do share our dreams,
of course we leave out the inadmissible, 
the dark alcoves and the flying monkeys.

At breakfast I scratch in a notebook, 
doodle questions like
why I feel a duck-billed platypus 
is still...

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At breakfast I scribble in a notebook
questions like:
why do I feel like a duck-billed platypus
has been nibbling at my brain all night?
The I remember
the billabong, the kookaburra
and the ‘jolly swagman’
all of whom
party-crashed my REM-sleep.

I ask:...

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