Wistful memoir…
Like an enchanting gift,
The changing season has endowed;
Like the blossoming of a thrill,
Enriched by a sweet embrace;
You unfolded as a poem on the alluring
Tender branches of my first love, when we both
Started, dreaming of the mysteries of love..
I sought you, my first love, forgetting everything
Around me, fluttering like a wild butterfly,
All over places [...]
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A- bomb absent to God
present star’s floating light.
Back-cross wears nothing
naked to silence.
Cemeteries count the dead.
Ready for civilization.
Clamshells for bullets.
Masks made from cedar dome.
Draft- horse mermaids polishing
shoes, silver in their eyes.
Velcro imagination.
Exposed butterflies.
Rainbows echo.
Countless earth bares
free life.
Frantic life.
Bloom referring to
beauty.
Judging colors.
Reformation from birth.
Recollect intermission.
Follow inner dreams.
Ravish shade.
Straddle the night’s stone.
Blind motionless sun.
Glazier angels glued.
Glossily disfigured shadows.
Red-leaf [...]
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Silver moons .
Mirrors a flatware spoon for gravity.
Handful of gold luster to the heart.
Form occurs facilely to rich flavor.
Time’s silvered hair photographed
coins and empty pockets of stain.
Behold the willow’s corrosion brightness
to the heart crying leafless browns.
Pertaining to gold, icons of rose
floors amber light of stars.
Pigment glass.
Mind’s of sanity.
Informal dress code of decay.
Offensive verbal wing’s of [...]
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This poem is based on an actual dream that I had.
I had a dream the other day,
Its vision will not go away,
About some people dressed in gowns,
(I know how strange this story sounds.)
Each gown was separate from the rest,
With different colours they were blest,
And everyone had points of view,
And revelations that were new.
They studied scripture, [...]
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Where does it go?
When it grows old
Somewhere over the rainbow it waits
It flies with the sun
Through the burgundy moments
Of a day
And into the night
In the perils of silence
Where does it go?
When your soul changes
Have you forgotten
Can it fly like a flutterfly
With the colors of life
Swimming through its skin
Where does it go?
When its let [...]
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“True story. Paul was a familiar character in the Okanagan Valley of British Columbia in the 1970’s. I saw him many times walking the highway between the lakes. One day I gave him a ride.”
See the man walking down the highway.
He wears only ragged shorts and worn-out shoes.
His hair is long and stringy,
His skin is [...]
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Leave me now.
No pain or sorrow.
Better now,
before tomorrow.
Express no words.
Better not say,
for words betray.
Each lie causes my heart to frey,
torn apart in pure decay.
Rather hear no words at all now,
Silence is my only sound.
Continue Reading >> “Leave Me”
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dappled sunlight ever
changing
spread across soft grass
trees ancient and towering
meandering stream
playful fountain
stealing naked into
forbidden pools
shadows deep and cool over
wandering paths with unknown
ends
bird song small creatures scurry
unseen and barely
heard
along the path a ruined tower
stones crumbled and choked
green with moss and ivy
silence filled with nature
….inspiration
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silence
loud and pounding
my heart
in this empty place
booming echo of footsteps
taken alone
leaves brittle and blowing
breeze morns through broken lattice
fountain stirs no more
vastness of the sanctuary once filled
with laughter and tears
passion and pain
now
stands vacant in ruins
void of feeling
sun brings only pale light
no warmth to this place
of desolation
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agonizing and twisted
fate playing
staying
holding my hand
back
desperately seeking the place that
leaves you so unmoved
while i stand in the depths of
silence
heart racing
waiting for you to
see right through me
how much longer farther will
i go
it go
before there is no turning back
caged in an empty field
have i found the place where
to step forward is to fall
to step back is to [...]
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