Short Aflush Poems

every existent conceivability
aflush, for you, wise magistrate, disposable.
in comes reason:
out-gums reasonability.

you
are so 
full of 

delightful spirits of unseasoned giving.   

the turkey disrobed
stuffing        eagerly 
cranberry 

(sauce)
you have smeared christmas 
on your face because

you rolled the paper ripe for wrapping.


12/13/2018...

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The Old Painter

sublime my paintings, memory be
lost in time, I now must see

where once the gale winds trembled chill
wrapped in blankets, remember still

a touch, a kiss, the summer sun
from deep within, must now be spun

I frolic to and fro in time
my brush, alas..... can only mime

I still can hear cicadas' whine
but yearn for yellow celandine

tho memories fade, my spirit thrives
aflush! my paintings will survive!...

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