South Eastern Sea of Mekong Delta
The company sent our cargo afloat;
nautilus stand on the rigging, aloft;
it is the dusk time ghosts visit oft,
tearing silences alongside the boat.
Sea roils upon the superstructure,
streaming forecastle to breakwater,
tide hits bullward as a loose cotter,
forces our suspicion for a fracture.
Water entered through the hatch;
-turn ten degrees to haul the wind,
rhythmic heave and a flashing glint,
with a swelling head-sea mismatch.
Winds Beaufort fast on evil squeal,
Iron-like gusts, we bellow the horn;
hulls down, hollers a signal to warn,
of the suffered damage on the keel.
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Trieste, Piazza Garibaldi II
Every morning this thinnest rain,
faithfully loves me in sky modes,
inviting of ether's heavenly codes.
raindrops call me to clouds' reign,
Each dropp recounts of the past,
unspoken streams,
that fled to yon, lightning fast,
and like in dreams,
she spreads hands of rain's soul,
comely queen's homecoming ball.
Convects to me, raindropp of time,
whatever recklessness neglected,
out of solitude time is projected,
defines freedom in an eye rhyme.
Incorporated are tears and smiles,
in this world of February's mists,
I smile to skies and my wet fists,
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Ardath
Consuming passion to inhale deeply
life's felt thirst, a staircase to steeply
untamed and of ghostly Hades bows
as Nymphs from dark, death bestow.
A strength of spirit, romancing avid,
sword craftsman fought Almoravid
glory endows, wrought armory spry
Hades bestows, Orthodoxy complies
Warrior of border, honor imperium
Alea iacta est, Alis volat Aeternum
purple day flower, agile to abreact,
one day to live, and sign Pluton pact.
Guardian of border, 'alis volat propriis'
death challenges her 'Ars gratia artis'
Devoid of fear, 'Amat victoria curam'
Honors to 'viam inveniam aut faciam'
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Two Fossil Flow'rs
Hast thou been enamored before Zeus?
were thee an aunt of grandma Medusa?
Was thy amor' beyond the ocean, thus?
A strong worker with his hydraulic press,
thy ancient chastity became his musa,
Hast thou been enamored before Zeus?
Were thee submitted to his solid bless?
before time thou appeared as Arethusa;
Was thy amor' beyond the ocean, thus?
Neanderthals were apt to just depress;
when thy wish was to abide in Syracusa;
Hast thou been enamored before Zeus?
Thy flock of boars value was to assess;
were thee in love with a robust bab'rusa
Was thy amor' beyond the ocean, thus?
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You fled new
There is a world out there, forged,
dimensions wangled, time stupefied;
becalm pace, as our memories lied,
- September rain on ground bogged;
Contemplative solitude, on dialogue
that kept you yon, merit of sacred,
odes emitted a sadness that lasted,
- an ulterior rain reflecting your fog;
Years maintained a notable reason,
our disruptive, steady, typified stills;
twas our celebrating runs on hills,
- crazy kids I recall, a Fall season.
Our laughs climbed on white clouds,
thoughts danced on winds' upheaval,
kind your staring on feasts primeval,
- where sun rays erased our doubts.
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Sirens
Redemptive Sirens song and whisper
comely to stars' noctilucent mystery,
a sainted unspoiled nod to ascribe,
a mystery rightly to hold and imbibe.
Airy forms, on beatitude's pastures,
they walked; to paths where mortals,
once only go as the winds assuage
the dreamy fate of the Sirens' wage.
Still, with a becoming of dark stare,
sing above waves with a stygian care
to evaluate men unattackably virile,
unlovely wicked, with ill favored vile.
Beauteous, and even better looking
exquisite dames, are wickedly stalking
nautilus lives with songs entranced,
ardent and deadly, in dreams glanced.
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Stand Tall
Men are efficient to calls of danger
so the 'd speak of spiritual courage;
order needs one fearless arranger,
to tame randomness, pain to assuage.
Hope is the gift of a dreamer brave,
that stares at horizons open minded,
despair is the cause a mental slave
corresponds with futility, one sided.
If you are strong you 'll stand alone,
upon life's threshold to sky ascend,
your podium will be a gun smoke throne,
a dropping red drop, pain to impend.
There you 'll see all of your friends,
those that left to forthward years,
and smile to ghosts as prowess sends
a windy etiquette to wipe your tears.
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My afterimage of your lands
[My afterimage of your lands]
Night descended upon us! ...
A lightning - a darkness
sea waves raised as castles
a northern wind bites, barks
we strive on rudder, under masts.
As if blackened dogs cried
Listen! Winds! Hordes' odd entities
wildest of an ocean, the captain tried-
to suspend our icon, our fear to hide
wet decks, erase our prayers last traces
A mal spirit of impertinent whims
an anecdote of a demonic benight...
And you! Waited for my return so tight
your eyes glance an antidote was, a wince
your old whispered caresses, won the winds...
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Doe Not Then Inscribe
Pean echoed on Hills, dithyrambic,
for duels on stone red wet ground are paired,
Art thy sword and panoply metred Iambic?
Verses reflect no loves in souls, poetic,
Doe not then inscribe your sentiments aired,
Pean echoed on Hills, dithyrambic.
We shall attend a time corybantic
the duel unchains enslaved wrath where'd
Art thy sword and panoply metred Iambic?
Pentameter exports par'syllabic,
Capital thy right is, thorny and flared,
Pean echoed on Hills, dithyrambic.
Sponde of tears onward a wind frantic,
Happiness and sadness deceived or spared,
Art thy sword and panoply metred Iambic?
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Anne of Snow
Unalterable she is, my Anne of snow;
Of winter laughs and aves in modes of white;
Her love conceivable and face to glow.
For always feeling of her mirth and flow;
Orison's company betimes forthright;
Unalterable she is, my Anne of snow.
What is important to keep tight, and stow
Ghost nuptial forms of Sunday's blue shore bight,
Her love conceivable and face to glow.
In silence comes, snow's pure to bestow;
my winter's sole adviser dreams benight;
Unalterable she is, my Anne of snow.
White blanket to descend, a silent flow;
The sovereign of woods, in wordless rite;
Her love conceivable and face to glow.
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