Eagle’s Challenge
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meet me on high in limpid luminescent sky
from whence you’ll catch my twigs perhaps
there I cloudless am guided to harlequin horizons
precision ...
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Categories:
spuming, allegory, bird, change, character,
Form: Ballad
Aliens on the Park
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With skateboard tight in hand, his hair cut to the skull,
he takes long drags on cigarettes, flinging each butt
with an easy flick of fingers.
At five feet, slim, in sockless sneakers large ...
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Categories:
spuming, growing up,
Form: Free verse
Time- Time- It Is Time We Remonstrate
...TIME
TIME
TIME
Time again; Time again and again; Time the sigil of violence, Time begets silence
TIME: 'twas the word was spoken
TIME: the li...
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Categories:
spuming, i am, sleep,
Form: Free verse
Come To Me Sweet First October Rain
... I'm not a wild flower
I'm not a hillside meadow,
I'm nothing more than
dormant grass hiding
in a rocky mountain's shadow.
Lifeless at the edges,
Evergreen turned brown,
stepped u...
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Categories:
spuming, feelings, nature,
Form: Lyric
At the Edge
...AT THE EDGE
Red velvet I step into the abyss
If I choose
I see crystal clear at the edge
Ancient cries of turmoil
Grips of control, men being boys
Boys being men
On the other side of the...
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Categories:
spuming, change, creation, deep, extended
Form: Free verse
Playing With the Wind
... The sea has captured her spirit
She's back to play with the wind
Distant from safe harbours
A new adventure begins...
All alone She sets sails
Like in those yesterdays
Without a plac...
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Categories:
spuming, boat, magic,
Form: Lyric
Oh Sweetest Breeze Carry Me Home
...Oh sweetest breeze carry me home
to fields of nectar-green
So I may rest my tired back
against the gentle old oak tree
I'll carve my name into its trunk
and seal it with my love
I blow...
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Categories:
spuming, beautiful, feelings, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
A Lone Traveller On a Journey
...Suddenly He returned...
A lone traveller on a journey
tripping with her memory
Breezes of unsceduled joy
He blew beneath her skin
Reaching deep witihin
breathing warmth, affectionately.
He...
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Categories:
spuming, absence,
Form: Lyric