Long Tinkles Poems

Child, pay close attention to what 
I am going to say
to make you aware of a heavenly sight,
" The bell that you hear tinkles
with a joyful melody...
as if it were sung by invisible angels. "

Years...

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Why I am here in Poetrysoup?

I like a seed carelessly thrown 
upon dirty solid black, brown rocks,
I strive, thrived to grow 
despite big rough blocks..

words... phrases... sentences...
They are screaming to be released
or climbing to burst...

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Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia feathers
tease those 
jingling breezes, 
infusing breaths
in every lifeless aroma;
where I...

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[To the tune of Ghost Riders In The Sky (loosely)]
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on June 5.  © Theresa, All rights reserved 

So, the sun has set
My heart is full of pebbles now
Little souvenirs of a beautiful trip
But just as surely
As the foam washes away the castles we...

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A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle scads of  tranquil cryptic songs;
Lying  spasmodic, a sparsely...

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Warning: vaguely gross content... hmm, can something be ‘vaguely’ gross?

NO TOILETS IN THE SKY
To the tune of Ghost Riders In The Sky (loosely)


Santa’s doing tinkles as he travels on his way
Sprinkling golden showers ’cross the...

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Another meeting for the important elected procedure,
attainment and its necessity for the believer.
Those trivial suggestions by all means to please,
to the sympathy of the dutiful ear, like the chill of a morning breeze.
Controlling manipulation changing...

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For Didds

Four tankards found at the foot of the hill
Bet someone got w*nkered, and now they feel ill
Bet it went down so easy that no one resisted
And now they’ve forgotten the tankards existed
But down at...

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"Bonjour, in the cocktail woods"
I see the waffled leaves of teal trees painting pink moon, 
With diamond dahlia arcs, flowering an orchid boon
Sprinkling love of french perfumed spells and cocoa mystique,
Flickering in neon scented star...

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summer sweet as watermelon

few pleasures abide, 
through all of life.
yet, this one thing
I know above all,
nothing beats
and I mean nothing beats,
eating watermelon 
seated on the front porch rail.

hot July afternoon
‘round about two o’clock
sitting on the...

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LAUGH IT OFF

BERNITA THE BOLIVIAN COUGER

BERNITA SHUFFLES OVER TO THE MAKEUP COUNTER, WITH GLASSES SLIDING OFF HER NOSE AND EYES PINNED TO THE SALES GIRL LIKE A TAIL ON A DONKEY. " I'D LIKE TO...

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Last night I dreamed hard;
A man shaped wind walked past me
Changed his mind, returned

Feel his mind wonder
Haven't I seen you before?
I sleep-laugh-out-loud..!

The noise wakes me up
Night clock reads three thirty three
I fall back to sleep

Head...

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We are clinging and clanging all over this morning-night,
Fearlessly making every noise we can,
Trying to wake up the day.
And it is only three a.m.
I am inanimate. How do I know that?
Cannot explain the how, but...

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Lost In pain like rain in the sun,
you are the pain and I am the one,
Today is the day we shall see if love is for you and me,
run away with me now,
for love is...

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I walk at a quick pace...
For I fear their black eyes.
It quickens my blood.
My heart takes flight.
As shattered neon explodes into the sky
Sparks rain in, glass tinkles into the silence.
The only thing I hear is...

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Grinding you in the coal black mortar of my expectations,
I know your substance is not one to powder under impact
And yet I work here, feverish, to prove my trepidations wrong
I grind you, harder against the...

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Outside

Sometimes distant music filters into
night on the back porch, where I swing
near the red geraniums while facing
the fairy lights glowing like fireflies.
Hearing the faraway music reminds me of my relatives’ late night parties,
listening to the...

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Familys complaining can ya hear em?
Uncle larry's probaly gonna puke dont get near him.
I kinda messed up sight.
Someone get Bobby Joe outthe street cause ya know he aint bright.

Christmas kinda blows around here.
So toss me...

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Whenever I spot
red-bearded Origin,
the unhoused street musician
of Budapest who asks for a donation, 
not making a protest with a grin;  
don't be amazed if I'm the first 
to drop coins in his empty cup:
does...

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The heat of your lips burns through my skin
The breaths hot and fast, as deep you are within
Moisture trickles between my breasts my arms enfold you tight
To be with you in your dreams, to be...

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SONG OF WIND 

                       Wind chime hanging from tree in my garden
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Whispering tinkles speak to my soul so clear.
Curving styles go past as I watch so sincere.
Restful unbroken missions set my spirit free.
Rolling scents accentuate emotions in me.

Scenes such as these are my haven from pains.
Emerging...

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My old gran had an ice cream van
And a bright green cape and a madcap plan
She’s out to save her fellow man
And with her walking frame, she can

Each night she prowls the felon’s range
Disturbing owls...

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Chubby like a new born,

Crowned with lustrous black tresses,
Dark eyes laced with long lush lashes,
Full succulent lips that defies the science of make-up.

Her soft ebony skin, deeply oiled, tinkles in the Sun,

Well sculpted bosom rising...

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