Brewding Storm
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No one can tell (the difference is)
clear to querying mind(s) :
How is it I could not savour
the pungent heavy clouds
before the pulling of the breeze?
Further afar off, one imagines
future life daily waiting - awash
tranquil staccato whispers -
permeate my porous soul
after the pelting of the rain.
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Ode to Old Smiley
See, a smiley or a lack thereof
doth not a writer make
but dressing-up like Antoinette
doth usually win the cake
what equine sacrifice will meet
agreement for disagreeing?
for if a quill with parchment wed
shan't send the torments fleeing
pour ale, splatter ink, mine friends
send Smiley-in-trousers twirling!
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Seasons
transeasonal transitions-
moons and harvests
transcendent revolutions-
'round the light of day
resolutions each new year
summer, winter, spring or fall
cyclic orchestra, nature's call
asymmetric symmetry, pulsing breast
cosmic poetry, life-long quest
young and old, near or far
Pilgrim's Warder, guiding star.
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Come, right with me this poem
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under six feet
freshly fallen snow
washes into
splintered song
severed thought
drifts afar off
into forever old
souvenirs now cold
write with me this poem
come breathe its soul
lay each clammy hand
to right with me this poem
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Wonderful Disgrace
gasping
grasping
veinlike
whispy
appendages
tendrilling
toward the
vapour
of what once was
gaping
groping
wanlike
ventriloquating
accoutremen t
tentacling
away from
venomous
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Musing on Cave Art
Striving toward originality
results in piece meal offferings -
bright but witless understanding?
statements pondering universalities
feeding warm pulsating bossoms
idling too long, byte by byte
millennial automatons marching
logged-off but only hibernating:
underneath, aware of scratches
on rockfaces of now ancient halls.
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Hair In The Wind
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Brown in the sun
of the midday born
Silken strands
of crested corn
sparks light the sky
brilliant welder's flash
jewel in disguise
jouster's winning prize.
Jack was nimble
he was quick
but he's not taking
that candlestick.
All the queen's horses
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Arked Wonderment
adrift in thought
wildly waving-off
voice-violated mind
mildew-filled firmament
domed encasement
congested cacophony
paddling then waving
waving then paddling
fearsome frolic: panic!
settle little dove, alight
bud on branch sprout
promised pome of olive
drift homeward again
unseal door tightly shut
key to new life bring
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Troth of the Heart
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Love's illusion is
to believe the best,
to hope the best,
and to love the best.
Some call it foolish optimism,
some brand it the blindness of love,
and some condescend,
labelling it infatuation.
This fact escapes the skeptics-
What the heart chooses to believe
the mind begins to see.
The magic of love sets free.
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Tempest
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The clouds part,
scattering in the wake
of a rushing mighty wind.
The heat rises,
surging upwards:
violating moist cocoons.
The hail darts,
streaks of bolts accompany
torrent and downpour.
The tempest moves,
swerving past looming
mountain ranges in a flash.
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