Lewis Dowell, III Poems

Lemons and Limes
Lemons and Limes
The more I see lemons
The more I like limes
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Graceful swimming sounds
Lovely is the visions
I have dwelled on thee,
Goddess of the earth and skies
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It's winter time,
I've nestled up snuggly
Under the burnished sky
Collecting thoughts of new poems
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Those harbingers of darkness,
Whose primal hands
Seek to take down
Walkers of the burning sands-
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Hi. What?
Oh you.
Yeah.
It's been a while.
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Raging rags dipped in oil
Filthy to the core,
Rich the pool collected in
It opens up the door.
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Niki Loiu Purmn
Yaksel i feathers qualms
Of Birds of paradise
Rising tides tittles of ripe bananas
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Celestial conferences of minced words
Incorrectly bespoken in paradise,
But hushed within the symmetry
Of that which was and was not;
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Sweet rapturous soul
In benighted times
I've swoon to move
To that sacred place
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Warring powers, winter's eve
Mega visions taking leave,
Horror nights, steady hands
Wasteful demons, barren lands,
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