Tag Archives: Want

Distances for lovers

I saw him off in the morning,          And he was riding a seahorse. He spoke to me in a wave,          While it flung itself in circles. Just for a moment I thought,           He could stay. He could be here … Continue reading

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Straw and wheat

A blonde, terrifyingly beautiful in Chanel, But just another Sequoia tall and Fragile, as the forest ranger droned, Prone to fire, disease and drought. Prone then. A blonde with a great job, Portrayed in light yet grasping At straw colored … Continue reading

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Hung Up

   She reminded me recently how easily it was To get tangled up in the bad stuff. We were fishing. Not a normal pursuit, But one I loved and Asked her for. Now a wad of line and a bent … Continue reading

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Love, Nefarious

Go into the night woods dark, summer at its peak, Listen to the croaking song the minute frog does speak. A throaty back and forth it sounds Until you venture near, The brazen, sexy bellow then, Mysteriously disappears.

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Balance

    The pomegranate sorbet he peeled in blood red curls, And reveled in the pungent sweetness of the whirls, And yet she would not take this icy fruit unladen, But mixed instead vanilla, white as milky maiden. He watched her … Continue reading

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Tired

In every man the calming of the sea does lie, Beneath his rush and worried day within a quiet eye, Which peers into the onward flow of crystal glass, He waited patiently the elevator stops to pass, And quiet in … Continue reading

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Of being

****I revised this poem. *** In the US of Us. Neither flat nor sharp, Rather – harmonic. Sound of rose unfolding, Towards kiss of summer Morning sunshine. Whisp of candied Monarch, Pandering on The garden walk, Lazily dabbling each bloom. … Continue reading

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