Long Yearlings Poems

Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated...

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If you have ever read
and appreciated
either Joanna Macy
or Bill Plotkin
you might also benefit
from reading them together
as they each have also read
the other.

Starting to the EAST
in newborn innocent Spring
of budding seeds,
both sacred and natural gratitude
for stepping...

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Ballaraat’s known for its bounty of gold,
and the days of Eureka Stockade,
plus winning horses, on racing courses,
where flanks of the horses are flayed.

And the offer of prize is a bountiful one,
for a winner that’s greeting...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated...

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In the night the wolves howl in the distance,
As the spring lambs bay, with the first stirrings of life,
Close lies the pack of humanity, those for whom hunger for the
Fresh taste of the blooding’s first...

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Note: "How can there have been such strife in a Morlde` filled with beautiful Music; &
how could there have been beautiful Music such in a Morlde` filled with strife?"  -Soupy 
Sales, 2012.

The 12 Panes...

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Are you a threat?

 

You come from the ominous warning of

dark and heavy clouds as if a cry 

when the burden can't be held up

by a mourning sky...

 

You drop so sudden, no time to...

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balls games and bulls
" oh dear and oh no....the elephants are going to the ball game"......speaking clicking clock cloth tells the time but never yells for yelling is a yearling and yearlings never argue with...

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Allow altruistic artistry among ailing american adversaries.
Bartering begins before begging beasts break brothers.
Capture calamity controlling catastrophe calming castration.
Dedicate decisions directed down dreary deaf disillusionment.
Eradicate equality earning efficient energetic epiphany.
Follow fallen foreigners forgetting faithful flight from...

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Away dashes the last frigid brush of winter
Beauty cannot wait to rise and greet the sun 
Crocuses are first to break through barren soil
Daffodils display their lacy, yellow petals next
Even the iris is beckoned by...

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The sun rose in bouquet of sunflowers
It shone effervescence into the silent night
The moonlight and the stars where excused
The mood of the weather bliss
The smile of the wind blew a kiss

The seeds took to the...

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Y
 Yggdrasil
 younglings
 yobbishly
 yohimbine
 yammering yardsticks
 year-round
 yuppifying
 yuppifies
 yokefellow
 yarborough
 yellowtail Ypsilanti
 yearningly
 yellowback
 yarmulkas
 Yevtushenko
 Yellowstone yachtswoman
 yellowfin
 yellowing
 yearlings
 yodellers
 yearnings
 yachtsmen yesterdays
 yearbooks
 yachtsman
 youngberry
 yarramans
 yellowhead
 yeastiest yardstick
 yieldingly
...

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I remember childhood carousel mirrors,
antique, ornate, intoxicating, glimmering,  
glinting, gleaming, turning,
calliope piping, toy top twirling, shimmering.
I remember all those early years of yearning.

I remember grainy analog TV,
pallid, pasty-faced, fuzzy vestiges,
wavy-gray shadow-shades so giddy.
I remember...

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And the petals opened one 
by one, catching the prayers
of the sun. The dew lay like
diamonds, tiny drops of life
giving ambrosia. 
The stigma inhales the aura
as the butterflies come to
dance. While the ladybird
struts this floral...

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Hellacious howls tickle and titillate 
the trompeleil scene
 in the pastel Court of Kings.

Flamboyancy rings as the 
 fluttering coo of a rapiers dance  in the hands of fops,
through the high ceilinged corriders of...

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The first snow of the season has fallen silently
Blanketing the ground with a lovely white quilt,
Wafting here and there into gentle drifts
Shrouding all outdoors in an eerie silence.

The birds are silent on their frozen limbs,
Feathers...

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Wild horses still run
  racing off to the beat
of some distant drum
  the wind catching their wheat
in the swaying winter manes
 with their figures a shadow in open plains.

Hoof beats pound the earth
...

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Froggy is croaking
Somewhere where it’s boggy
He’s steering them clearly
A lighthouse, that froggy

Yearlings are frisky
Delightful, these dear things
But dawn is right risky
So fly, flee, you yearlings!

Morning is breaking
It’s sounding a warning
An astounding sunrise
A marvelous morning

Dillo is...

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I woke up to the sun a-calling me
Got dressed and went outside to take a leak
No worries, folks are many miles from here
My neighbors are the squirrels and birds and deer

The early morning air was...

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Its 2017 and my odyssey is far from begun. 
Nearly ending every yearlings dwindling 
Found above ground without Mona Lisa's lungs.
Without air is mortality. 
Anything else is air mortality. 
Painted on a picture is a...

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I saw a thousand geese fly by.
From north to south, 
They marked the sky.
Thrown off their course by winter storm,
On hapless and drifting route.
An endless, massive flock
Spanned my view in jagged form.
The fleet looked to...

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Appleby Fair
Don't go to Appleby fair
you'll be upset at what you see there,
young ponies in harness
driven hard up the road,
men ignorant of horses
and their welfare.
crowds at the riverside
watch plunging horse
being driven to exhaustion
by rough young...

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