Long Tousling Poems

“Never spend your time in anticipation of a future, procrastinating and thinking that we have so much of time ahead and many more opportunities on our way. But nothing is certain, only the present time...

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Thoughts scurrying in my head 
like underground commuters - 
pushing, bustling, focused only 
upon themselves with no care for 
others - reaching for the last 
remaining hang strap or seat. 

Words tousling for attention; 
some...

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Sometimes when my mind is restless and stressed, 
From the humdrum of the daily grind, 
I feel refreshed and chilled
By a cool drizzle following a soft breeze:
A drizzle of memories from the childhood, 
Soothing and...

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"If I could have put you in my heart, 
if but I could have wrapped you in myself,
how glad I should have been.
And now the chart 
of memory unroils again to me.
The course of our...

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I saw you just the other day.
You stood there all alone.
I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you.
Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade.
You stood so firm and...

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I was lost, thoroughly lost and sat brooding.
Dejected and desperate with no one to share,
Withdrew into the dark caverns of my own shell,
Snapping all connections with the outside world.
Trapped in the piercing claws of despair,
I...

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When I can, I try to find time to write?

My days are very busy with an eight-
Month-old boy and a small Yorkie.
Before the day is done, I  feel kind of dorky.
I start my day...

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With pride and pain
I watched him sleeping peacefully—
his head on the window of the airplane
pimples and their remnants on forehead
a discernible thin line of hair on upper lip
few strands hanging from the chin
shoulders shaping into...

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I just needed to be
That young woman in the red, cable-knit cardigan one more time
Who mama had to make excuses for…
“She’s very intelligent.”
And there were silence and blank stares all around the table
I just needed...

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Come, loved one... stay sunlit grand
Let birdsongs from those lips croon to me,
Of radiant morns holding your blooms
And leaves aglow winging carefree ,
These lustrous scenes...gifts of revelry.

Lady, Lay...endow air with languid tunes
These hands brimming with...

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On a rocky shore she sits alone under the darken skies, a flock of gulls glided away in search of food supplies.

She stares ahead in time to see the sun before the rise. She was...

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Ride the wind ...
Wherever she blows 

Whispering wildly 
Roaring restfully 

Tousling hair 
Caressing skin 

Tinkling chimes 
Rattling panes 

Killing candlelight 
Birthing flames 

Bringing a storm 
Leaving a rainbow 

Ripping out roots 
Pollinating fields 

Just ride...

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"Fresh rain a gift it leaves, a blending of primary colors on a canvas of blue background. God's blessing." Quote by poet

Fall wind gradually moves beneath eaves,
lacing in one side and out trees and leaves.

Nesting...

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 Early light penetrates the shroud of mist
Awakening the drowsy Earth from sleep
Birds are heard trilling their sweet songs
Amid the soft tunes, stands out 
The house wren’s loud soprano
These sounds fill my heart with a...

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