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"undrape" poems
Pleat, pleat, pleat, Fix that drape, Cantankerous petticoat, Is all bent out of shape, The mirror jeers, That's a singularly inelegant drape, What are you gawping at, It's time to undrape, Watch those ankles, Stop dancing like an ape, How hard could it be, To simply undrape, In walked Mum, Her mouth agape, Laughing uproariously, Got me shipshape
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 5:48 AM UTC
Six Yards of Elegance
I found a cloak in fluttered paper, paper that stands still... Two stiff ends bind, enclose my yoke, to those stories that do reveal... Bound and stiff, yoked, yet so whimsy, the paper doth conceal. Undrape the cloak to become the man, life becomes the thrill. Never do sit still Never do sit still Never do sit still The definition of Man is not thought alone...
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Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
Reading
I meditate to alleviate my fear of starting gates and arriving late; but this way's not working. My lurking ailments are assailants sent from me to me to see the pail's spent much time under leaky eyes and roofs through blurred lines in blue skies. My demons fly higher than I. Truths are lies alive in the ears of who's hearing them, and leaders are the feeders of the power that's fearing them. I'm searing them tearing gems with uncertain vapors, burning buds put in papers. Rainy red retinas want to undrape her so I scream just to shake her from myself before I break her from her shelf, with rainy retinas red, of self certain days. I'm yearning for shades to start churning, red back to blue, you'll stop burning. I want you to stop earning my dreary dream't gifts. I'm still learning.
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Nov 28, 2010
Nov 28, 2010 at 3:33 PM UTC
I'm Still Learning
Shall I exalt your grace as season's bring? In winter; you're a frosty glazed escape upon the icy sculpts of harps and string, then plays the autumn leaves, that oaks undrape. The ochre glides as you cavort the green till blossoms bow; to all your springlike glow, amidst the roses we proclaim a queen! A spring vernal upon us - you bestow. When dew has dried by amber's master hue and caroms off the sea the summer beams, within akin; devotes my lovers view that eyes azure could match the ocean's seams. My many seasons you are in cascade! This love shall bask in each - when one is made.
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 4:23 PM UTC
You Are My Many Seasons (Sonnet)
I'm awaiting to bloom to rise through winter's ground wash away sorrow's perfume undrape harsh winds that wrap around That sends a chill this lonely breeze as my eyes fill cold tear drops freeze Buried underneath snow a precious sprout awaiting to grow for my time to break out From a life that's lost I wait through the cold covered by frost until I escape winters hold Until the sun melts away winter and pain skies of grey never to form again To arise a hopeful blue robins sing petals come anew as it turns to spring I push through the earth in my garden of recovery to show my worth my discovery I've bloomed touched by a loving shower my colors resumed I opened, a beautiful flower.
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
Awaiting To Bloom
Atom open born energy fragrance atmosphere bay embraces pactis'd origin heard youth procreant *** uprights soul proof vexes familiar stealthy fancied wondering Backward abased loose plunged scabs full flags, handkerchiefs babe Sprouting hair Tenderly, faint perceive hints old somewhere collapses die manifold companion lips Undrape! silently red-faced sprawls clinking doors atop mountains settle round luxuriant slave friendly handsome owns I laughing wet bodies spray sharpens lithe steady giant for Oxen tread consider wild sharp-hoof'd foot growing easiest pure I resist cannot riddle grass music battles dead fail'd set press.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
words recycled
A multitude of fortnights passed us by, We passents of time, our sorrow, we tried. A spell of brief written touches. Time and space were arranged. The earth turned and turned. Time and space were burned. The wind ceased carrying sound. Passing time, the end inbound. Pigeons carried the desire. Hearts in smoldering fire. Speed takes breath aback. A journey, lips on your neck. The movement, speed squared. Our shadow never cared. Risen to the peak of feel. I peek and never conceal. You and I, both sore. The loss a shared core The night brought silence. Menacing unspoken words. King and queen, both know. The kingdom fades slow. The sun dawns, all rays travel. Light reveals and starts to unravel. Secrets that we knew. Far from too few. All the birds fly and sing. A message for the king. Couriers travel back and forth. The only direction is north. When then the sun sleeps. and the night creaks. Feel what she seeks. And speak from their beaks. Undrape the play. Hear what I say. Mind tries to reason. Such a blue season. A wordsmith works his furnace. The wood is scarce - he burns his. Labouring day and night, Keep that flame alight. Hammer and anvil entwined. All my words are kind. Walk the rope, you won't fall. If you're scared, I'll take it all. When a chapter ends so low. We only reap what we sow. Cast the light, we will make it right. The beauteous fields are in sight. My love is free. Come write with me.
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Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 5:42 PM UTC
ILT 20/11/2018