Category: Poems
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Lifelines I
My Wealth Increases By Relativity To the poor I see Pocket change becomes a standard of measure To those whose turned-out pockets wave the wind Small waving flags To the goods nearby. I Turned Away Before you saw The laughter in my eyes Your sincerity undone Unproven by what You so earnestly affirmed. Did you […]
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Seven Summer Samauri
(2020 Isn’t Even Over.) (1) Doldrums not dolphins Lockdown, not “Hey, stop down!” I have arrived In my earliest summer mornings …I am relaxed… Body memory takes me back Anatomically, a switch fires: I am hanging clothes for Mom in the backyard, Alongside the Little House. This is experience, not memory. I can tie […]
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RENEWAL
I slept in tears – Loved against all my sorrows Held & warmed by Someone who owes me nothing (But a slap upside my head) If the mourning is over, let the revels begin! Let my hands hold secrets to universes My eyes be kissed Our tongues entwine For all my shrilling fears tripping alarms […]
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Midnight Maunderings
I never thought myself a leader Yet I have always been skipping out ahead Finding the way of the Wayshower. I venture outside at 3 a.m. To breathe night-ions Garnering the darkness In eager search of distant stars I fly no flags of bedsheet measure Only tiny banners of love Protected on my windowsill But […]
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Of Sable Wings & Ivory
On a day I felt as if I’d swallowed a wasp My soul, beset by angers all about Found a maze of love to wander And at its center, bowed in two, before a Holy Light. All fear fell from me like dry scales I began to luminesce I took up the warrior’s wield: The […]
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Shaving Off Sorrow
Take your hands off my philosophy What do you care if I cannot fall in love with myself anymore? What can it be to you how alone a human stands when her life transits to Mars? When all turns red as a tomato on the shelf where it freezes, where the skin thins to tissue […]
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October Souls
Dearest I cannot write you into my life again It seems two month’s passing does not erase A year of your hands ‘pon the hills & valleys, The intimate creases of me Yet I’ve faith in forgetfulness That time creates I have hope in the creation of new Replacing old With clarity for us both. […]
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Starving
These places made of hunger deep within: I’ll touch them with my heart to open wide, That never shall you hunger there again Starvation will not find there to reside. My hands are made of light, thus darkness fails. This whimper that discovers its own shout In fear of darkness, never will prevail With truth […]
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Wearing PJ’s
My heart has learned to keep many secretstoo many I am told, from the other parts of me…my hands can make all known to anotherof love, of regard, of comfort & blessing-touchmy head can wrap around a thought & express itin one of many waysmy mouth can encompass your kissesan orbicularis orbis stargate…My skin is […]
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Thursday Morning: 7:02
Poems drift out of me Like islands form in an ocean Of infinite space A sea of creativity Into which others dip & swim & nourish themselves & my selves Some grow shady trees On which fruit hangs, juicy & nurturing Some grow worn tracks where thoughts Have gone round around, grooving the land To […]
Riding the Light 