Long Unripened Poems

Which speaks: or yo whom is in
concern
competion among contenders
to be champion one must
wait his turn
ranked among the best one must
chore and labor
to stand head tall above the rest
one must toil and labor


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The golden hues scatter, they age, stepping softly into the twilight,
Velvet angels of summer falling, amid leaves seeking the calm of the earth,
Gardens of grapes, unripened purple gems, with sweet blood untouched by sun,
And I,...

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The screws in his knee are made of huiziumcarbonate
When adrenlinecalicumate is introduced to bone marrow
The interior of the bone hardens to a bone as strong as steel.
. It also makes muscle huge hard strong muscle....

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Summer is tethered to the scent of a rose,
and bubbling brooks, where minnows nip at bare toes.
Spring's spurring Summer on, and indeed, it shows;
freeing the rivers and lakes that Winter froze,
and greening the dried grasses...

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Euclid's Fifth

i. In Motion

It was your pale glance, like a 
frame frozen for a second and then 
unfreezes, the cold moist from 
melting, biting my thoughts of 
breaking into your ice-walled 
dullness. Tonight the frigid...

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Horse chestnuts and long sticks scattered around
where children ,balancing along a wall
had tried their best to bring the conkers down,
since it was not yet time for them to fall.
Some shells were slightly open, and inside
lay...

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She came she strived 
She forged through 
Making success a mockery 
Your dance a mystery 
Your laugh an history
It was a disturbing wonder 
To leave and not be forgotten 
Lying still but not silent 
Breaking...

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A moment is a minute with a heart, after which 
We come without arched brow, lips pursed 
To breech a breath amidst all stolen air. 
Removing only proof of thought 
For sustenance of life. 
No...

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The steadily falling cold August rains
Continue to pour upon Cheshires lanes;
Over flattening fields of soddened wheat,
Soaking the grass, splashing the feet.

Stands the Combine in the shed;
The unripened apples hanging rosy red.
Stands the caped heron all...

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The Eyes Have It

Eyes sharpened at the whetstone
Honed to a glistening edge,
They used them to slice and dice for

Homeworks forgotten;
Rooms left in cyclonic disarray;
Reports unfiled;
Presents left ungiven;
Promises unkept---

Scythe-like orbs slipped into you
And poured you into...

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