Long Tousles Poems

September meets with warm embrace,
 quickening the harvest pace,
though looming autumn can't efface 
 what's left of summer's arid grace.

The linen hanging on the line 
 dances with the gust and shine,
while maypops heavy on...

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Turning sideways, once more I lay crouched in bed,
Not compelled to wake up and run round the clock.
The family, gone on a four-day adventurous trip.
Left to myself, may I devour this calm with none to...

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how I yearn for July
      and that fat summer sun
   the long sunny days
         and the eves' sultry fun
but sweet...

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how I yearn for July
      and that fat summer sun
   the long sunny days
         and the eves' sultry fun
but sweet...

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Joy of the Lord

Joy refuses to hide or wear a disguise
 Bouncing brightness – bliss on springs;
Dances on tiny toes of fiery flamencos
 No colorless embraces –knows the steps;
No shadows of grey in its cloak
...

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Lines reign rectangular beyond widely 
sombre dour density of inhabitants 
Living rendered responsible behind wisely 
secure doors definitely insure us

Neighbours harbour unfamiliar stories
Measureless textures hold untapped instruction
Sectioned protected fences forbode inquiry 
Composite dismissed in driveway's...

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You Are Not Cute


Are you cute
Dare anyone should say
To label you so frilly sweetly
And make of you more akin
To a Disney Panda of a Tinkerbell fairy

Cute 

Does not belong between your breasts
Nor define the shape...

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The moon reflects softly
On the ocean’s surface tonight.
I’m a master of intelligence
With the C.I.A. codename: Night Surfer.

I secretly...spy my surroundings,
I text...coded messages to the target.
To rendezvous in the heart of the sand.
For an ambiguous adventure.

The...

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With speedy, gutsy ease
          her Irish father rolls up the front room rug
          Gaelic music lathers the...

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 early nightfall fondling skin
on glowing shafts from a world
so blind my body enters
cramps of memory

...dodoitsu...


~ As early nightfall tousles my hair prism light,
the alchemy of a ceremonial parade begins
in this panel of a forest...

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I step outside; the autumn breeze tousles my hair. The newly chilled air moves the clouds, streaks of brilliance breaking through from a patient sun. I watch my breath mingle with the crisp, cold autumn...

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After five days of nonstop rain, I simply must go outside. I bundle up, slip my hands into my gloves, walking briskly toward the nearby woods. The November morning has a bite; it nibbles not-quite-gently...

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It’s tied to her hand
With no dignity or pride, stuck, like a brass band

Day and night it gazes wistfully at the stars
Wanting to visit them and be healed of its dark scars

But no, never, never....

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It was so long ago a lifetime it seems.
 I had no idea I was happy back then.
 In the cool spring morning the light
 is lilac drenched the trellis hanging
 In its fragrant abundance.
...

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A fire burns orange and bright
in stark contrast against 
the black Bohemian sky,

crackling hard over sounds
of a furious pen scratching 
coffee stained parchment,

pausing to stoke flames, 
reflect inward, and slurp
crudely a harsh, smoky brew.

Breathing in...

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I smelled Autumn today, on the leaves that swiftly blew away.
On this partly-cloudy sunny day.
On this blooming wild flower day.
On the rain-moist dirt roads, on cloud-reflecting puddles.
On the ripening crop fields and the plump summer...

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Turning sideways, once more I lay crouched in bed,
Not compelled to wake up and run round the clock.
The family, gone on a four-day adventurous trip.
Left to myself, may I devour this calm with none to...

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Her sheer and black silk dress hangs,
Floats, sways snapping to a stop, it snaps to her defiant stand.
Her dress is discarded to the air, luring my eyes,
Reeling me to her every command,

But I don’t dance.

Then...

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The sweet smell of a budding rose
Gently kissed by the morning dew
Waits to spread her velvet petals
Until the suns love is in view

Peeking out from her ivory shell
The bairn robin tousles her wings
Waiting only for...

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The ocean, eternal, spreads wide
Reflecting slate, somber storm clouds
While beachgoers, eight stories down,
Gather towels and scurry fast
From a squall shedding white lightning,
Dull, delayed drumbeat of thunder
Touching my ears as your fingers
Cover my hand on the...

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 Only in September does my essence find release
When the blaze of moments infects
my hunger for raw *wantonness...*            
Gulls skitter on coastlines and reel...

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A menacing moon, a cold draft in my room, 
small wonder why I feel impending doom; 
scufflings at midnight from inside my door, 
shadows of somethings are crossing the floor. 

I'm rigid with fear as...

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A menacing moon, a cold draft in my room, 
small wonder why I feel impending doom; 
scufflings at midnight from inside my door, 
shadows of somethings are crossing the floor. 

I'm rigid with fear as...

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I see you in the clouds
and feel you in the wind that tousles my hair.
Each passing post
springs anew in the beckoning horizon.
Miles before me,
road noise soothes my churning mind
and the white lines fidelity
holds my wheels...

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It stands there
in an empty feild
deprived of laughter and footsteps
upon its boards.

It stands there
looking strong and bold
yet somehow
feeble.

The wind blows threw it's rafters
And tousles the hay
as it was once tousled by the children.

The tireswing
thats tied...

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