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were i dream'n

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          normally
        mine artist
             hearz
            smellz
             feelz
      thuh morn'ninz
 crisp this early spring
              yet
          this a.m.
     ...

Firefly

...Firefly

We were sleeping on balmy nights
Blinds were awakening in sticky October 
People were waiting and whispering during the flight 
Mob was ecstatic and somber.
Sylph, a beautiful nymph em...

spaghetti kaftan

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       from thuh straps draping
               hern shoulders
                   it's linen
            flowing unto hern
           hip's limb'z tramp's
                     digits
      ...

Flickering Dreams Beneath Stars

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Written: February 1st, 2025 For contest by Sponsored by: Brian Strand

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Tethered to a wick, flickering in...

Deciduous

...My springtime blood did flow a river’s rush  
in stream bed’s cradle anchored to the land  
as dreams rode jet streams to the cirrus strand.
I grew beneath the nimbus, thunder-lush
but autumn’s d...

Memories of the Night

...The queen of the daylight lurks likes memories.
Then is gone her silky array of words in Bangla
Disappearing fast as the blue king of the night in Hindi,
She regains her place, moves back and forw...

Mother Snap

...As I pivot to confront my offspring, I anticipate the sight of terror etched in their innocent eyes, a reflected horror that would mirror the abyssal darkness that has long resided within me.

Inst...

Birthday of beloved buxom babe I betrothed

...Birthday of beloved buxom babe I betrothed

Pardon my hyperbole if in fact such embellishment can be sifted out amidst the pretentious poetry and/or prose NOT aired to appear superior, but more so ...

Hollow Chest

...Bonfire fly it’s light high into the nigh
A flicker where I see you countenance
Ironically to splay the feast
In that glimmer
Something simmered
Two never be released

Touch me, rub me, kissy
...

Kissing Ghost

...An abattoir, a hymn of scythes severing flesh, is sung mellifluously by a siren with onyx scales. Bubbles in the twilight abyssal depths, a symphonic orchestra of eels gavotte. Orbs watch at these pr...

Vepertilian

...Lest I halt this pervasive thought that’s wiggling in to perform something indescribably ineffable. As repose in this boudoir, my ossuary exudes a graveolent aura, a baleful lust for the necromantic....

Graceful

...The trick is to be grateful when your mood is high and graceful when it is low. Richard Carlson
 
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New Grounds To Shrink a Kiss

...I could feel the rhythm of my obscure 
thoughts in sync
sturdy scrutiny, into the mirror
I glimpse deeply in the 
reflection of the nymph
somehow I outwit the quixotic 
hold of the sylph,
frig...

My Gypsy Muse

...“I can hear my muse whispering tenderly in my ear. There is a story that wants to be told, and I'm merely its chosen vessel.”
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The Elegance of the Night

...When the Moon fell in love with the night,
Her luminous knight held her ebony hand,
And the Earth twirled with the day out of sight

She wears a crown of constellations, a breath-taking sight,
A...

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