Iced Espresso With A Straw

In another world (hmm..) after or before
he was aloof diverging in a 4x4
her hair of Medusa in his fingers tangled,
smiling Hercules loved and wrangled;

Chimeras distracted him sly to finagle,
Tartarus was a sauce spread on a bagel;
sneaky Harpies stole his yummy breakfast;
as he visioned a Naiad of an aquatic caste.

An austere philosopher drinks coffee,
in a vast sincerity, stirs in a toffee;
Gorgon rushes threatening, with a chomp,
chews his hair relentlessly in a romp!

With half hair desperate, prays to Apollo
his students God Dionysus, in bars follow;
wise Apollo sends Hebe to treat him but
she offers him wisely a marine hair cut.

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Pearlescent Trips

(Pearlescent Trips)

Our long roads to faraway, but not to safety
fair in advance, a violent gain, of our eternity,
there, we seek our childhood's white clouds,
why ocean-paths are ornaments of shrouds?

There you ask me, glorious beauty, to adore,
agleam paths you have chosen, way before,
years to guide us back, to opaline nacreous
darkened mislays, of my strength ominous.

Shrills of Ghosts belt down anything gleaming,
or hopes, to dusk in dreams again, dimming,
to abate in Stygian trips, a devoid emptiness,
consent Styx darkness, renounce brightness.

Pearlescent were our trips, along Milky ways,
beaming in ocean paths, our childhood bays,
in Stygian dew, how unassailable they will be,

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Remembrances Not To Obviate

Remembrances Not To Obviate

Memories as encounters that distant Easter morning!
Remembrances not vain
With your bicycle! The sun would rise - east enthralling
an adoration of ancient temples, of years just sixteen!

Of roads you were holding tight, marginally in a hurry
of your primal time
your attained route of solsticial will be a horizon's sway
aloof principles will encounter yours of persisting mind

removal of your imagery, and northern winds of edge
so close to away
with a companion of whiff, where upon a tear's pledge
and icons within your glance abundantly to only astray

Up to the point you were ahead to alter all the bounds
a feast or Sunday
Companion invulnerable of all, non-dimensional surrounds

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Red Wine Spill

Red wine spill

Her voice I waited for, amid the foliage shades,
now with the oncoming of her Spring, she fades;

She appeared once; a tear of my soul to dither,
then she lifted in cumulus, where winds blither;

Zephyr was traveling above, my lone assession,
My penitence she kissed along, and aspersion;

A red wine spill betimes, diluted days of rain,
diluted rain's wine spill, of tear drops to attain;

Winds blither - she appeared once; in my tear,
a laughing gust of the wind, my soul to shear;

And then her wraith shadow, guided my hopes,
To laugh again among the winds, and new scopes;

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Alma Mater Rhodium Ring

Silver lights in a road of binary trails
You won't return for causes of else
Odd strophes of my unflagging gloom
causes escaped from cathodic doom

Adventitious affinity, soul's transfer dim
Your call of the winds insights' stream
Swaying all souls, even, never-entreats
braced on an engraved rhodium ring

I was planning to give you. A poet's toll
made of the rarest precious metal, a soul
of nobles, as Byzantine old were saying
this ring carries a knight's soul a-swaying

I had to offer, also, of an old book, proof
of heredity, other worlds', amulet of aloof
ancestral, trusted to me, a token of nobility
causes of worth to inherit, my past's ability

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Vixere Fortes

A crossed path to pass, a false virtue,
a shadow wanders in dreams and cares,
to love my petrified smile of a statue,
and my abstract enigmatic stares.

She will come in stray paths, her soul,
dim time-entity to absorb internal whims,
one more silence will construct a thole,
a burden of tugs, to upwards hymns..

Spirit of solitude, image of form motile,
a double ax, a certainty above my truism,
her visceral caress, conceived but total,
ideal to endorse my sense of equalism.

A third destiny weaves my life's knit;
I recompense for her scythe dissonance,
a platitude to compromise in a gray wit,
my love in mind will be a senses dance..

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Congo's Estuary

A consonant undersigned. A fluttering of souls
my wholes, an entity depicted so many times,
in mind, sleep, flux and reflux, a wit oddly molds,
my soldier career medals, and candor, bestow.

A chief-sergeant in the foreign legion, enlisted,
a mercenary, my abilities challenging my death,
or any other darkened, I may grasp, perception,
pacing on Congo's Estuary blight sickish stealth.

Who inscribed my destiny on this pompous,
without meaning employment? Myself, I bicker,
our every effort, an irk of my legion, tortuous,
all maladies await for victims, of a mind weaker.

Do not drink, malaria is smiling her yellowish grin,
this water is made for beasts, insects, or serpents,
our one wrong move, they expect, so of an obscene
an idiotic, foolish end of our mission, death invents.

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Handful of Fools

A team of fools is a quantum negligent;
You strive through labors to comprehend,
an ascension to celestial domes is lone;
and that solitude defines a crag throne.

Oppositions appear weak, when unjust,
forces of nature you should wisely trust,
to offer a faithful companionship of care,
open your hands to sky and embrace fair.

People ignore that freedom is above any
prime needs; a person may think of many;
but if some fools, Caligula want to reign,
subsequently their life will be to disdain.

Europe or America expect you to count,
a value is absolute, discipline 's abound;
there is no room for someones fantasies,
or of abandoned brains' needs to please.

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Void Start

It was the Spring time of a void year,
you approached me, a pleasant light,
opalescent in any nonadjacent tear,
and annulled dreams of a bluish flight.

Amid night hours a chastened clock,
counted our words in sort out play,
and there were lingering eyes to lock,
your stare tearful of my soul to slay..

And then, a rendering of air in foliage,
spirits of forest to descend on earth,
and hymn in wind a forgotten adage,
my poem for you and our loves worth..
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Evanescent was that light and empty,
my soul followed in sheer darkness;
't was a ghostwrite, and a notion hefty,
't was a shadow upon my emptiness.

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Benedictus qui venit

Benigno numine adaequatio intellectus et rei,
Mistral anodynes my tears, sorrow distracts,
omnes enim peccaverunt et egent gloriam Dei.

Domine, age quod agis, il tuo sentiero perdei,
appetence of solitude, his apparition enacts,
Benigno numine adaequatio intellectus et rei.

Aeternum vale, benedictus qui venit, splendei;
Disruptive gust exceeds, breath he detracts,
omnes enim peccaverunt et egent gloriam Dei.

Effectual came, exorbitant slope to convey,
where my hope elevated so lonely and intact,
Benigno numine adaequatio intellectus et rei

A wraith was, so gust beseeched to display,
my lost aptitude and soul upwards extracts,
omnes enim peccaverunt et egent gloriam Dei.

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