Short Cotta Poems

You should come down to Earth.        Why?...

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Terra cotta hands,
Embracing floral bodies:
Classical romance....

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In The Ancient Temples Of Terra Cotta...
 In The Blistering Sands Of Eons...
My Restless Soul Finds Respite,In The Oasis Of Your love......

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hardy pampas
     harmony zoysia
feather, feather, feather
festuca glauca, festuca glauca
   terra cotta, terra cotta
nassella, nassella, nassella
        polypodophyta...

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terra cotta earth 
baking in sun's open kiln 
large empty table 

drops of kindness fall 
nourishing new sprouts with hope 
earthen mother heals 

lively greens abound 
nature's plentiful banquet 
offers of herself...

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clouds apple painted
a ripe orchard for angels
celestial harvest

terra cotta reds
smoky haze of forests' fires
October skies blush

pine spires prick the clouds
skies bleeding down in beauty
sunsets of the gods

Copyright, August 20, 2015...

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Could it be love when shadows overlap
Their beings blending, doubling to dark
Embracing tiled or terra cotta floor
Sliding silently as silhouettes of shame
Clinging to the still forbidden touch
Relishing the fevered heat of light
Cast upon this desperate aching need
To meld - a two so lonely - into one...

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Chartreuse moss insinuates itself
into cracked brick as leprous eucalyptus
line the path, fallen leaves contorted 
into coral spines on weathered terra cotta.

Traveling between the trees I stumble
upon one sinewy stalk in a lithe tuft
heralding the second coming of a lily.

May's slate gray 
muffles the air until I hear 
the chameleon trill
of a mockingbird....

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Ars est longa,
vita brevis.
Art is immortal.
Art is infinite.
Pictograms tell a story,
of Man that have past.
Terra cotta pots and cuneiforms,
Depicts their details of Lives.
Paintbrushes and canvases,
bring history alive.
Statues of stone or metal,
Remind us of the legacies,
That people left behind.
Art is history,
And forever it will be,
The story of Life
as we see it....

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A terracotta cage
Holding in my roots.
Creeping little tendrils,
Trying to get lose.
Oh there is water 
And there’s dirt.
There is light to help me
Grow.
But someday, yes someday.
You just gotta let me 
Go.
I’m reaching for the
Light.
I’m reaching for the 
Stars.
Although I know you’re right.
My heart is telling me you
Aren’t.
To the terra cotta cage,
That’s holding in my roots.
“Bettter watch out.”
Because I’ll be 
Breaking loose....

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Soft yellow
      streaked 
               the terra cotta
shadowing 
        the sallow saffron
             a bluish buff;
the flaxen rubrical
rain-bow tinted
mandarine
                   unseen
tinged burnt sienna
reflecting raw umbery
on the green;
                mosaic gold
mottled the sorrel
virent yellow
               stained
a pale apricot
          redish rust
and dotting
       the lind
                  crimson...

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ORDINARY ORANGE

Flickering flames within a fire,
the Monarch butterfly,
a burst of juicy citrus fruit,
a slice of pumpkin pie.

The California poppy,
a goldfish swimming round,
lava rock, a hearty veg
growing underground.

A terra cotta planter,
an oriole flying high,
a new day dawns, this color orange
accents a crimson sky.

Important too, it’s vibrant hue
 marks a danger zone,
so lets celebrate the shades of orange
from peach to copper tone....

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