Short Preservative Poems

Problems With His Sinus

Man with a sick mind;
Has problems with his sinus;
A drip they are both.

Side affects of his hair
preservative medicine.
Notice him trying to
sniff problems out
when in debates that 
he hates.

Jim Horn...

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As infrequent a visitor 
hayrides through haunted woods are
to the segregate’s prison of elm and oak

is the sliver of Ray-ban hope
I used to count on 
for steady supplies of vegetation

on my salad plate,
overgrown now with yellow seed
blossoming dollops of strawberry preservative....

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Aromatic bouquet
 wafts the garden on display
appealing in its beauty skinned
 to the restless blowing winds 
fill a desirous needed intent
 emerging buds bowed and bent
rising stem with flower exhumed
 petals open wide ready for the bloom
plucked from its very source
 natures preservative discourse
pricked the thief on flower thorns.






All flowers and thorns in time
7/8/2020...

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Would Autumn's leaves' colors dazzle us so
      displayed on their twigs the year round? 

Would Spring's peonies seem so full, so fragrant
      if they never faded in the heat of the Summer?

Would Winter's soft snows so enthrall and enchant us
      were they to fall in the heat of July?

All beauty's ephemeral ~ its Death the preservative
      that enriches our Lives with such meaning...

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Sleep, it is a route
But a few are those that know it end.
A preservative detour to-
A remote sanctum.

Escape from contest
For a fleeting hero it is.
Whom's gate is in trance
A vain path to haven brief.

Immortal against mortality-
It is fancied.
Eases the day's turmoil-
On the Calvary it thrusts them.

But against this fancy,
a mere hoodwink of mind it is,
Which the feeble approbate to-
Bury cowardice...

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