Xxxi Poems - Poems about Xxxi

Young in flowing gowns a Golden Staircas* descending down Edward Burne-Jones pre-raphaelite with a enchanted dream of delectale delight...

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Adventures in paradise, Upon hillsides paved in stone mysterious moments lie freed from pretense and the heckle of the bird skinny dipping in the sea making love naked in, a wave of you out, a rush of me caffè per due hands grasping hands hearts singing in the key of b playing more than a part sipping a little after three beauty emerging, it's all these...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXXI IF you pull a long lagging-behind face You deserve your copycat status in more than one way Marco Polo brought back cracker-power not to powder face Noble Savage Injuns and Indians shuddered and gave way Now if you pull a long WOG face Aping the Colonial Master in every bourgeois way No use...

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IF ever I had a country : XXXI - XXXII XXXI IF ever...

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Who loves this fool ignoramus? Even Time says t-rump is not famous He must be a commie Since he's brought us a tsunami Of toxins that stem from his anus...

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First of all, Grandma left us. Now Grandma’s gone to be with the Lord But thank God I know better. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? I could pour out all the questions But thank God, I know better. It’s just a playback of the same old Why You? Why Now? Why Lord? Sufficient whys till infinite eternity...

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Unquotable quotes: The Janitor, Gardienne, Landlady, Housekeeper, Portero, the Sereno and the Hausgast – XXXI Part One Be they so named or not in these here parts, visions of shrieking furies with Gorgon heads and frightful temple-guardian Dvarapalas and Gothic Frankensteins with blood-dripping fangs and gnarled claws loom into view at the very thought of...

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There within that meadow beneath that weeping willow came to me, my love -- upon golden wings and gossamer hair what separation held dissolved unto bliss my heart gently held within angelic mist there within that meadow beneath that weepy willow saw a rebirth of soul and fear fled, sorrow too and the willow cried "what soul once chained -- NOW FREE!" :: 04-03-2014 :: Rev: 09-24-2017 ::...

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(continue from previous) We walked then a farther site to reach, Turning to left; and at leaf spring far throw, We found other larger, fiercer to breach. In binding him, whoever did it though I cannot tell, but he just had quite close In front the other, back the right arm stow With a chain strictly bonding him at those From the...

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The same speech before hardly could bit me So that were redden both my cheeks for shame, And after gave me comfort as to free; So used to be the spear, I felt the same, Of Achilles and of his father cause Before of bad and after of good game. We of the wretched vale went where top was Up to...

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