Long Whirligigs Poems

Hence, I plunge into imagination to encumber suffering,
Athwart are the horizons wider than my pride,
I, one but three, such a symbolic trope, the Trinity,
A gorgeous exaltation gorged into voracity, itself.

The good is near me! The...

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Ah you and I; such an unfathomable affair, 
So contradictory to logic and reason and safety – 
In being together we have thrown all caution to the fickle winds, 
We have bound ourselves together in...

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For our friend, Caren:

RELAXATION OF FAERIE FOREST

dosido, arm in arm
through the pinefill
of faeries. celebratory shakes,
knowing nothing of masks.
protected from human mistakes.
clinking of teacups
“Morning, dear.”
the scent of honeysuckle
and lilacs.
invitation of forest minds,
muses tempting, plotting,
prodding.
fluttering petals, prams
giggling.
girltime...

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The sea, precociously sails, toward shore.
A curious imp of a child is he.

     The waves, like whirligigs, with laughter roar.
   There’s no other place i’d rather to be —

where...

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Cathartic tea, steaming under our noses,
away from the suffering of grown-children woes,
and wifely duties. Just hanging together - best friends.

rooibos - red bush tea
releases the tongue’s anguish
~ red lips turn upwards

Hearts bond over chicken salad,...

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ROLLER COASTER

slow clang of chains, moving loudly
against the brain, upwards
climbing, like the beanstalk,
where Jack don’t know
and...here...we...go
like a new sunrise
in living color
the precipice of a new year
surprised by whirligigs,
thrust upside down
at the locomotive-ground
with no direction
but the...

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Bells

Solitary heart, newborn in brooding silence,
Steps on a cluttered path
Through elms and boughs of broken limbs,
In a pungent, evergreen hush
Absent of astral cacophony 
That falls like mute pennies from wishes,
No buzz nor whirling wings
Disturbs the...

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A closer look at a fantastic word
And no, I’m not talking in bafflegab
To not repeat this speak is just absurd

To absquatulate like a fracas herd
Throw a foofaraw over a little jab
A closer look at a...

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Lunatic’s Song


I think Jesus knows I’m nuts
so why would he arraign me 
in front of all those saints on high 

so sane they’ll never see me 
skipping down the road  at dawn
and not a...

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I Think Jesus


I think Jesus knows I’m nuts
so why would he arraign me 
in front of all those saints on high 

so sane they’ll never see me 
skipping down the road  at dawn
and not...

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I am sitting on the cliff overlooking the river
Far below in the crevice of the mountains,
Where the waters meander like a ribbon
And the rafters are tiny figurines fighting
The currents like whirligigs on the creek.
It’s a...

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