Short Fl Poems

my pupils
dilate
sated
by 

van gogh
irises
then
i'm

in a 
moan
over the
monet's

the flowers
the same
but now
waiting

salivating
for to see
the oooh
keeffe's...

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Wafting on the morning breeze,
During manufacturing
Our whole town enjoyed the scent.
Maxwell House Coffee.

Freshness permeating air.
Aroma percolating.
Infusing memories of…
Grandma’s coffee pot.

June 3, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnen...

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Time On Vacation

Time on vacation seemed to fly so fast;
Pretty soon all gone by and then it past;
No longer here;
Once was so dear,
And much longer wish that it would last.

Jim Horn

Back home from vacation at Animal 
Kingdom Lodge in Disneyworld in
Orlando, FL area....

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Malcolm
Father ,son ,husband ,poet 
Son of Anthony Johnson and Debra Dyer
Loves of poetry ,gardening, bowling, and gothic music
Who feels anxious, excited, and sometimes extremely joyous
Who fears death ,life and solitude
Who like to see all of Europe and Africa
Who resides in Orlando Fl
Dyer...

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My 'Cyber Brother' Jack has lost his mojo
I know it’s cos he’s missing our lovely Flo
Please read his poem and sign his petition
To bring Flo back is his greatest ambition


Written in tribute to my lovely ‘cyber brother Jack Ellison' and FL Thomas
Jack needs 25 comments and he will send his work to Flo – please help so we can get Jack’s sparkle back

Jan Allison
14th April 2014...

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Alone in a crowd of wishers
Free to slip away
Fl[pant answers tying me in
To never ending questions
horizons remembered keeping me sane
Sunsets of past indiscretions  
How did I ever end up in here 
responding to guided impressions 
What is it they're seeking?
So earnestly lost
Have they no caution to counting the cost
Is peace so unnerving 
They have to move on? 
This is not why I'm here
Consider me gone...

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Refinery

For every truth I’ve sought, and found
I then discerned more lies around;
For every grace I got from God,
Received a scourging with His rod.
For love, and friends, and company,
Night vigils, fasts, and agony.
For coming closer to the Light,
My sins exposed upon the height;
Once mere clay, and sod, and mold,
Now glitter precious flecks of gold.

                          JVB   Orlando, FL 1994...

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All the pieces crumble inside
Why do I feel the need to hide
why cant you hold this flaming heart
your just gonna tear us apart
you said we were gonna survive
so why, why do you have to fl,
fly to the other side 
where i couldn't possibly reach
why is t i cant be apart of your life
Is it cause you want the feeling to grow or to go,
Go away, so you can find another
life to fulfill
All i have to ask is were we meant to be
or is this the end of you and me?...

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speaking to a dark current
in my own rhythm
the droning wash of tones
calling to all anxiety as kindred
collected here
to revel in exceptional acceptance
a rare platform for difficult emotions
fingering the feelings which words
are inadequate to describe

in this space
i am free to roam
unashamed
there are no wrong answers
because there are no questions

no questioner

only the endurance
of the un-involved observer

25 MAR 2016
PCOLA FL...

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