Long Water lily Poems

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Sunrise, late winter
skunk smell
turkey flock
playful otter, too.

The white heron
a great blue,
white phase,
in the abandoned beaver pond.

Purple clematis
its long-awned achenes
in globose heads
spidery, fiery, extravagant fruit!

To identify or classify
birds by
the complexity or beauty
of their songs.

And so
what is...

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My twilight Dream Catcher.

Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings.
The waves roll in as the blue whale sings.
As empty moonbeams fade,
In the cosmos evenly laid.
Layers of complexity.
Clouds meandering are a formality.
A tonic of love, a...

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At this very moment, no one has successfully defined what Life truly is, so
      every fleeting second that passes, one breathing being at a time, tries 
   ...

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5.
is it true love 
or i do take it granted 
that i’m in love 

or i do love to think 
that i’m loving 

and there is 
neither any welcome address 
nor any opening song 
in...

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The universal worm has got some competition now,
since ‘Sandy’ took me out to Bateson’s dam.
This don’t include the ‘whitchys’ we get in a broken bough,
nor ‘scrubbies’ on the hooks we have to cram
to hide the...

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Why, do we call it
Something it’s not
If we’re going to name things
Let’s give it, some thought

If it’s called a chilli
Then why is it so hot
And I can say this
A guinea pig, is not

A prairie dog
He...

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People said she was ugly,
this simple girl of fifteen springs.
At home she didn’t have a mirror, 
because her parents thought 
her fragile heart would break 
if she saw her face so very ugly. 

She liked...

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On Praising Ladies on their Qualities in the THIRUK-KURAL: Canto 112, Nalam Punainthu Uraiththal, K1114 and K1120

[Please see "introduction on the plight of young girls" in the previous post on this Canto 112: K1111 and...

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I have never seen anything quite like you.                           ...

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The summer fog has not yet lifted from the enclave. The candyfloss glow of the sun suspended above the horizon of the valley in the Jock of the Bushveld Concervancy where I have made my...

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A is for Annie Apple Blossom she buds in the Spring. 
B is Betty Baby Breath she's such a dainty thing.

C is for Miss Candy Tuft pink-cheeked with hair of gold.
D is Debbie Dandelion who...

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She moves in silence like a jasmine breeze

through a moonlit garden walk

She doesn't journey like a star

with a lustrous shine in a celestial sky

But just  like a little rock 

a little limestone rock...

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When letters wait to pounce on a blank page,
when thoughts crowd the mind like frothing scum in a pond
I keep wondering what poetry is to me and to many

Is it not the language of the...

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For that love I wish to find

Oh, how I long for a water lily outside the reach of this sheltered land, to venture out from this oasis and cross the desert for her hand.

The sand...

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WATER TANKA

                 Water in Kettle
              ...

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The Month of July

Under the shade of willow boughs, dipping low,
Beside the lily pond where lovely larkspur grow.
My love and I recline in the midday of summer,
In the month of July when temperatures swelter.

I ravish...

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Eyes like fantastic moons that shiver in some stagnant lake
folded like a white rose-leaf
hair was golden as tints of sunrise
tongue is like a scarlet snake.

It took on deep roar as of a cloven world
running to...

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The red rose declines in the cruelty of time
gentle sunsets fade in the midst 
from barely lonely skies,
silver streams die.

What of those days of sweet bliss
the tunes of a symphonic kiss
my soul miss,
and orbs of...

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I AM A WATER LILY

When blue skies kiss whisper and queer ripples quiver...

I drink on sun rays and bathe from falling rain,
I stand there afloat: graceful and reserve.
From pink petals shimmer,  I flush also...

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I have an ardent attachment with July,
Coz me and my partner share our born days 
This month ~for love on each other we rely.

Monsoon seems to be high, hoping to satisfy
Nature showers whole heartedly, as...

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                               The water lily mirror...

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I once knew a boy named Billy
I thought he was originally from Chile
Mostly ‘cause he loved his hot sauce and chili
Toting everywhere his jar of piccalilli

It turns out Billy was really the local hillbilly
I should...

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O Ruby; you are my resuming red

Red, the heart of the gemstone
Symbol of love and passion
Comes to the path of romance
Takes the soul gratefully at a glance

Fountain of July torrential rain
Within rhythmic welcome sane
Dearly drenching...

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I don't know
Who was it
But it is definite
I got the rainbow

At a forgotten point of time
It was placed
A flower vase finely laced
The vine leaves climb

Very often in the sleep
During the REM phase
Shows up the lace
The...

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I am a water Lily,
my petals are quite frilly.

I thrive on abundant waters,
the flowing streams, my AORTAS.

Great beauty in flowing scene,
planted in life’s flowing stream.

My nectar is quite neat,
my honey dew is sweet.

It is in...

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