Tag Archives: June

oreo (for gabe cruz)

vanilla cat

in cream-tint purrs

afternoon naps

coffee left unstirred

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fogged haze of blue

and thoughtful gloom

static enamel sounds

and a crybaby june

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blacktop cat

on staccato dreams

lethargic skylines

and quiet evergreen.

~*~

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Monsoon Wish

Just two days after the first of June
A pine with arms brushing off the dew
Unlike a sky copious with death
Precipitation of heart and head
Should wash the rest of her youth away…

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Hey rain, ain’t you simply so sweet?

I’ve got a dollar on my heart and a nickel on my teeth

You’re unpredictable, I’m unreliable

Weave me a liquid chandelier from northern downfalls

I’ve got an amethyst dream memory

Such limitations are for not my pseudonymous reveries

And I watch them on my windowsill

Rewinding June’s finesse, as my lukewarm coffee spills

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Hey rain, ain’t you simply so sweet?

I’ve got a song on my heart and ten albums on my teeth

Dedicated to you, an ode for evergreen

As each quavering soul begins to feel your sapphire skin

My bedroom is cold, a frostbite cinema

Forte crescendo of wooden floorboards, a classic wisteria

My breaths are cadenced, silence unsung

Hey rain, won’t you spare me a little sugar for my tongue?

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Our days spent crossed out of Sunday school
July has always been shy of June
Some monsoon, monsoon, monsoon
Come heavy of a golden hue
My monsoon monsoon, monsoon…

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Northern Equinox

Observe the celestial sphere, majestic veneration, as it gradually changes

The sun at its highest point, towering zenith, its subsolar point at ranges

A longer day to spend today, a simple stretch of the passing morning hours

The northern solstice comes thus to lull the Earth, held upon its seasonal powers.

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Skies of Grey

Rainy ends flurried from the north wind, the horizon’s soft sunny veneer has disappeared

Viridian planet cries for a slow demise, but for its dark calm and rest, I have wished to sleep

My cosmonautic mind explores the abridged rainbows and golden treasure yonder deep

Skies of grey to no cause today, charcoal skies to keep; cotton clouds I ask, why do you weep?

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June Second’s Bloom

Juni dances jubilantly, by the twisted dark trunks and through the light meadow green

Kicking up a flurrying marvellous tender snow of freshly fallen jacaranda petals

Soft purple rain surrounds her smiling peachy face and her delicate form pristine

A rarest sight certainly prettier than gleaming alexandrite or any other precious metals

Her fiery cotton candy hair billowing against the wind, like a tiny robin’s gentle plume

As lemon sunlight filtered quaintly from the celestial skies into June second’s full bloom.

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