Summer Prose Poems

SUMMER RAIN

God cried today
His tears fertilizing 
The womb of 
Mother Earth:

The wet smell
Of nature’s essence
Saturated the air
As moist breeze blew
Breath of new life
Into dried hopes
Wilted...

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Sping is where it all begins
Before the universe came on the scene
Then shortly the summer appears
And drive out all the fear
 The mornings were fresh...

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Write a song for me and let my soul sing
Write a song for me and join in the rhythm
Play the harp and the flute and...

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I had a dream last night. When I looked into the mirror, I was wearing a denim mid-skirt with boots, and a dramatic yellow top...

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As i bask in her glory, her sunlight reigns,
Her smile i cherish,  her love still remains.
A spark ignites every room with your grace, ...

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Q  According to Mike, Repoman 64 ,if Jesus was crucified in 30 AD, would 40 years later
      be in...

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Q    Israel became a nation, May 14, 1948, during the spring season.The fig tree=
       Israel ...

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The roaring ocean waves this evening
Hit hard that big smooth rock on the beach
And when the waves return, the seabirds land again on the rock
With...

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Tire Town USA - An old flour mill with opportunistic metalwork; 
windowless, wooden building with last century's red paint and
an open garage with Able Men clad in baggy skins of oil stained overalls.  

No clear link between their tools and their linguistic barks.
Babbling as they dance around the wheel rim popper
Until a clean, white skinned maiden walks through the swinging doors.   


Check out the hottie in the lobby! yells some charming shark.
The blond goddess, wearing a braless tanktop and white summer 
pants draping seductively over her buttocks, stands behind her twin brother.   

Used tires, her brother ask the young Able Man by the broken kiosk. 
"Hey Boss" the young Able Man shouts as he steps toward the girl. 
The young Able Man offers the girl a bottle of water, which she declines.

An older Able Man escorts the boy deeper into the cavernous warehouse. 
"It's cold" the young Able Man says to her butt as she walks away and
then his shoulders slump as if the bottle weighs a ton.

This modern young caveman, a grease-smeared untouchable to this filly,
furrows his brows until they nearly meet over his nose and 
realizes he can never touch the likes of her....

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I peered deeply into a water trickling  dyke clustered by pale blue and green peebles.
“Oh dear I sometimes dig too deep or maybe not...

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Clear the gutters in the street
So that the winter rains
may flow into the drains. 
Autumn has arrived.

Leaves have fallen, and utilizing them
as ground-cover is not...

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Every light in me is slowly dying.

I still appreciate warm lights and cobblestone streets, and would love to wander once more in the streets of...

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The leaves expose their arteries, 
Through which all summer, only one life has elapsed.
The thirsty Earth penetrates all the stories of their last breath.
it would...

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Can I allay man's acceptance 
of poverty which was not a dire circumstance before?
On those past days of summer the stale from bread crumbs fell...

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