Posts Tagged ‘Blue’

Crown of Twelve Trees

Posted: November 17, 2002 in Poetry
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Returning from the western desert oasis, I have found the autumn fading Gone into the palest blue sky of grey vapors. I smell far off snow on this blustering wind Spraying the later leaves from the hardwood branches. Twelve trees are a protective crown around my cabin; She’s enchanted to see me back again. Fill [...]

Heavy and Blue

Posted: October 27, 2000 in Poetry
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My heart is heavy and blue Like a lack of oxygen Some necessary energy source A nutrient it is used to being fortified with. This weight in my chest Prevents me from breathing too deeply. I walk hunched Like there’s a rope attached to a stone.

Big Olaf

Posted: April 23, 1995 in Poetry
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Once, while sitting On a tide-surrounded Piece of Sunset Cliffs, I smelled boyhood, A summer scent: Warm sand, blue cool ocean, Seaweed, shells, swells, surf wax; Coconut tanning oil SPF 15. The silence of waves before they break, Bodyboard rash and sunburns, The sharp asphault places in the parking lots, Kicking sand on the backs [...]

I’ve hated myself for so long for other people other opinions, other lives: here goes my hair – look in the mirror, watch your steely blue eyes wink: lighthouses to steer ships by. Bring them home. Home is the sailor, home from the sea, and the hunter, home from the hill. home to your heart. [...]

For Dawn

Posted: November 24, 1993 in Poetry
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I know I could live without you here, but it wouldn’t be something I’d choose. My bed is empty; I’m tired and lonely, my blankets worn like the soles of shoes. I miss you madly, your cotton kisses, your blushing smile, and sea-blue eyes. Only when you return to love me will I enjoy these [...]

Pennywise as a Lover

Posted: August 30, 1993 in Poetry
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when I am away I know that I am in love with you, with salts and breezes from the ocean that would go well with your blonde hair, helium balloons for your big blue eyes, dripping sandcastles in the reflection of the sun on the sealskin sand of the tide on the beaches. and I [...]

so we’re not seeing eye to eye I think I’ll go splash around in the tide. you are so beautiful when you’re upset, it always comes to me as a surprise. I’ll watch your face turn red and green and I will listen to what you’re screaming and when you’re done crying and bitching, I’ll [...]

Dowsing

Posted: May 13, 1993 in Poetry
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One man walked through a cracked, dry land dowsing for the cairn of a woman. his spirits circled him like many wrestlers, fanning the wind into slight eddies, stirring the dust raised by each cautious footstep. one man seen alone with a forked stick walking away from a dirt-streaked car, a door hanging open like [...]

Impressions

Posted: April 30, 1993 in Poetry
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you’re a kitten curled up after a day of curious exploration, ears twitching with dreams and unconscious poise, lulled asleep by the intricate rhythm of your heart rattling in its cage. you’re two shiny blue eyes like children on Christmas day, lips slightly parted and twinkles streaming like the stars in the Milky Way, one [...]

Fa the Baby

Posted: March 23, 1993 in Poetry
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I want to keep you forever, Fa – you are a reminder of my wonderful history with her and you have never changed. you, covered in lasting kisses, big blue eyes made of waves and ocean breadths – you know where my spoon ring went.

a bottle of wine and a sunset, a beach a place to sit; this is what I’d like to do with you to believe. I believe you can summon dolphins and that you’re a spirit, an angel. I know of our fears of demons and of blue bathroom windows, ouiji boards and my piano playing. [...]

A Dolphin and a Dinosaur

Posted: February 22, 1993 in Poetry
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Fa and Spike lie side by side A Dolphin and a Dinosaur. They are full of love; the same size, And blue and grey together.

Struck Dumb

Posted: January 28, 1993 in Poetry
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sometimes things will strike me, strike me, strike me solid with a beautiful thought. I thought that all these things were really real but now I’ve blinked and they’re not. that’s just my lack of faith, of faith, of faith in what I truly believe. I believe in the movement of drums in this music [...]

Another Poem that is Untitled

Posted: January 24, 1993 in Poetry
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I know that something’s changed, my bear’s stomach smells like you again but I’ll yell to myself. you come walking through my daydreams as if you were some travelling Indian who I must chase off my land. my hair’s getting long and in my face; both yours and mine, they’re red and brown like all [...]

check this out: I keep on moving don’t stop the clock I can’t keep on without the tick-tock so I I walk on, rock on, keeping my shoes on I hear you sigh and sing the blues on the corner by the storefront windows. I stop and I listen. I remember us doing some kissin’ [...]

Yugguy

Posted: January 28, 1992 in Poetry
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quality time with this animal: Yugguy, rabbit and turtle combine, transforming in the blink of an eye, blowing bubbles through blue light bulbs and the orange one in my reading light. laughing quietly by myself with all my animals. god. he blows the bubbles well.

Sore from Laughing

Posted: January 14, 1992 in Poetry
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I was born playing racquetball against a page like this. sometimes this was all I had to do to keep myself warm in the nighttime of the fall, in the yonder of the blue when there wasn’t you to kiss.

Untitled Poem #-6

Posted: November 10, 1991 in Poetry
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I gave my green to an apple. I gave my yellow to a spider. I gave my blue to a firework. I gave my red to a blanket. I gave my purple to a crayon. I gave my orange to a streetlight. Then I gave them all to you.

Pinky Ring

Posted: April 17, 1991 in Poetry
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cold turquoise ring: you break, my friend. our journeys together have just begun, but I realize that you are old. grandfather to father to daughter to friend and thence to see more of the world with your blue blue eye.

Latin Imitation Poem

Posted: April 7, 1991 in Poetry
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recently was Winter, now is Spring. what clouds covered, now is blue. quiet bird once were, now singing birds are, for what is dead by December is green by May.

Fuzz Jello

Posted: February 18, 1991 in Poetry
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yeah, I like to wander through the blue haze right before bedtime looking a- round at all these fuzzy shapes that are way out of focus and measuring how sleep- y I am and how tired I am and how exhausted I am and how ever else I feel in the repair department. it’s sort [...]

Light Blues

Posted: February 5, 1991 in Poetry
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I don’t care for white light any more. call me vapid scumbag; call me gromore. I have red and green and blue and yellow lights; to read by, an orange fellow, friendly to the eyes and each is good to set a certain kind of mood. red for temper, salt and blood yellow to dapple, [...]

I wish you a dinosaur and a penny I wish you enchiladas and dolphins I wish you love and chap stick I wish you coconuts and grassy hills I wish you an earring and pencil lead I wish you whipped cream and blood I wish you happiness and pen ink I wish you a treehouse [...]

Untitled Poem #101

Posted: January 10, 1991 in Poetry
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I crawled and crawled and crawled through this Dark mountain of wet bloody clay clawing by chunks Of big puppy chow kibble breaking my nails From the dirt wedging under them inflamed and Painful falling clumsily at the side of the precipice Barking lacerations down the cliffside thousands Of feet to the tree leaf ocean [...]

My Harmonica

Posted: June 24, 1987 in Poetry
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My harmonica It is good news Even though it only Sings the blues. Like Willie Brown Harp in hand Playin’ at the crossroads Yeah, he’s my man! I’m feeling great Yup, just fine With my old harp I’m gonna whine. Shaking all the hills Playin’ to the beat Makin’ all the people Go dancing in [...]