Freedom Romanticism Poems

it is was on my morning stroll 
i first noticed that common
white house dress, pearl buttons
busy in her garden
sauntering on, a most common sight
on subsequent...

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The way you do missionary..
I am a huge fan of you guys..
You you are very good in bed..
Yab Yum bum diggy diggy bum..
Believe me you...

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“Fortress”



‘Love 
is stronger
than death

Belief
dwells in
the refuge 

and the fortress …’ 
she said. 





Back then,
true romance was lost
in the subterranean
frequency

poets, musicians, artists
were crucified publicly 
for free...

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"Bespoke"



unknown variables quiver the quill 
biting words playfully taking waiting lips
qualitative honeyed eucylyptus elixir 

speaks to you 
bespoke 
in passionate whispers

dripping the burning grenades
intimate soliquays
like...

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"The Falling"



Stories in full flight 
caught up in the falling
with the fallen 
myths of romance

spreading wings
to discover wins 
in the poetic lost ground
freedom taken then...

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"Eschaton"



This romance 
is mine is yours

I walk on water 
towards you

rebirth 
is a small freedom

so that your 
war weary mind

may finally feel 
your own resurrection...

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Heat building in the cheeks,
As disclosures are expressed,
Written on pieces of paper—
Realizing—they felt it too—

Quaking within at the thought of
Love becoming more than a word
Escaping...

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Emerging in the dark, 
A pale ghost cast by the moon—
Authenticity—
With the glow of rawness and power

The song of truth so precious 
On a tongue...

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Secluded Lovers Nest.
.
Alone as one in our secluded nest
Made of love to be forever together
Heart to heart and heaven blessed
Lost in the cozy moment
Giving and...

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“Inheritance”



Where do I go?

To meet you
outside of 
complicit 
words...

I dream of 
bigger things
than numbers
and sharp talons

bells jangling 
ankles tempted
by better things
running

flight of the fleeing
hooded
tethered
birds

Freedom, 
Words.

Just...

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she came in like the wind
a brush of freedom
blowing across 
my, too soon, greying hair

I stood still 
taking in each breath
she gave
not willing/wanting
to exhale...

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"Puzzle Stomped"



Pieces scattered
placed on a table 
with boundaries 

between 
the incarcerated margins 
there are strict conditions

Time drips 
its wet connection
each piece a stair fitted 

imperfectly
perfect...

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"Laureate"



Laureate 
speak now lofty phantom
to my mind

guide my hand 
I write I write I write

receptor of communication
things that are not mortal
Luminiferous aether 

sublime 
not normal...

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"Birthing the Vortex"



the complexities of a myth
borne from the birth 
of amorphous seat 
in dark matter brain

storming dimensions never seen
merely guessed, intuitive, unblessed
visage of a...

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"The Price of Pearls"



a strange time
just as a dream
to a place of strangeness

strangers 
walking contretemps' fine lines 
composing invisible footprints

away from life 
into the loud...

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