Long Thornless Poems

When silver waves of crystalline crescent
     emanate rhapsodies glazed in
        Jupiter light.. reflections
       of bejeweled June comes 
...

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I'm planting trees today.
Cherry trees in front,
Peter on the street,
Paul in the middle,
with Mary closest in toward the house,
all on the far side of our gravel drive.

On the same southern side,
along my neighbor's new above...

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When tangerine tinted tunes 
within 
  sunset serenades~
 unravel saffron symphonies,
  engrossed in 
  hibiscus hymns of hallelujah~
I swirl to radiant rays of 
  sakura stardust,
where mystical monologues 
of silent angels~
caress...

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Dear eloquent weaver 
of woes and throes,
When the last 
 pewter petal of weary winter
falls as piercing prose,
placing star-kissed tulips
  between our 
poignant poems,
rewritten with 
  effervescent emotions,
remember,
   not every periwinkle...

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Rosebuds draft in scarlet, crimson, or maroon,
dreams to capture the viewer's point of view,
as its blossom's sheath their basis to its prune,
magnificent achievers rise in rows queue,
as the loss of age cast their field of...

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I gaze beyond 
the silver winged 
     heart of 
twinkling twilight,
lost within metaphors 
    in warm cashmere
    bows of midnight. 
Whilst lava lamps
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“Peace is found amidst seclusion. When zealous zephyrs emanate lilac light for lovers, longing for a poetic paradise” ~ Poet 

 Close your eyes, lend your ears~
to the Universe…
In silence you will hear
the turquoise seas
call...

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My love lies bleeding among the meadowbeauties, purple, 
entangled by hairy caltrop around her delicate feet and ankles. Climbing upward, 
its thistled fruit prick my fingers and palms; as I unsnarl the dodder from her...

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I n v i s i b l e threads,
a mystical m i r a g e,
binding the silhouette of the sky
to the
skin of cinnamon sequels
in the deep blue chakra
that sees beyond
illusive clouds,
carrying rainbow roses
and...

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(I felt empty

But no more I sense the hole, 

A feeling of loneliness,

Had coaxed my heart,

To the beauty of hope.)



The greenness of my earth,

Was dwelling in the shadows,

Like the late winter's night,

My path to love...

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She (For Whom the Snake Coils)

Does danger dance to flutes played by your breath, 
emerge from basket’s depths to haunting tunes? 
It’s superstitious myth that weaving snake
can hypnotize and freezes victim’s feet
when cobra rises writhing...

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Acorns and golden leaves dotted the path before us,
your hand cradling mine like a mug around warm tea.
The steam was our breath, hot and kissing. A hidden
walkway just for us in those woods behind your...

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The valley's call is louder
 than the mountain's peak.
 I fall.
 Fell halfway from the stairway to heaven.
 Here in the realm of the fallen are supple lilies swaying in the evening  breeze
 like...

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Freedom sends wide field of thornless roses from its crown
A crown of victory over conflicts of people and nations
Nations aiming sweet liberty and independence
Independence in a democratic society and government.

Oh, freedom! You’re a priceless treasure!
You’re...

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so long ago, I found you, sweet
    and yet, our tome is incomplete
      through all the recollections, us
  a query that still haunts me, thus:

what are...

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Take me where merlot skies serenade songs of serenity,
I long for timeless tulips that twirl in beloveds embrace,
Where love is a thornless red rose, unfurling eternity,
hope thrives with tuscan gold blossoms, sprouting in glistening grace



I...

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Far back in the cool green shadows
of the woods in a foreign land,
there blows a rose of thornless stock;
it is thornless by Love's reprimand.
The hunters have fled the battle;
the woodland lies placid and still
with naught...

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GRANDPA’S NEW GARDEN

My grandpa had a garden and loved to watch things grow;
He kept it rich and fertile, and everyone I know
Would comment on his garden, the vegetables and flowers,
And how in it he labored...

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In hushed greenhouses, a marvel grows,
A pilgrimage for those who know:
A rose unmarred by nature's thorns,
Its beauty is pure, as morning dawns.

I dreamed of its stem, a silken cord,
Coiled gently around my hands, unexplored.
My garden...

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Standing in an open field the sun
burned deep through my forehead mesmerized
by the arrow in mychestand the
bullet in my back--motionless quivers a
numbed spine paused my heart in a 
rapture of devious contempt from a 
long...

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Blackberries start as white dots in a sea of thorns
The flower will fade, and a green berry will join
Protected, it will grow and be pink
Safe from even a massacring mink
Larger, it will swell until it...

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Here dwells a rose all may embrace,
a mystery well worth our time,
thornless rose, the essence of grace.

Here a spot, secured and sublime,
a Gardner unspeakably wise,
a mystery well worth our time.

Enter some blooms with odd disguise,
behold...

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Shall I plant a rose patch to explain your scars
So the world may never know how you treat your beauty?

Shall I hide the blades that oblige your compulsion
To shave away the flesh that burdens you...

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I wake up to a cold sweat and rushing mind,to cold thoughts and a numbing silence,to an 
unaware darkness and a fading light.. I wake up to ancient conversation and unappealing 
words,to a retarded system...

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Life was good, just like food.
In the wood, I was in a good mood.
My body was fully cool like water in a pool

I was feeling in my divine kingdom.
Living an evocative and peaceful expedition.
I felt...

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