Category: Poems
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Riding the Light
#1 Sticky with need, hungered with longing Speaking In Poetry: a potlatch of words/images Ideas like pebbles tossed down a well Just to hear the splash. I once thought words built houses Safe spaces wherein dwelling Was of comfort & whole Yet the wind whistles through verbs, Rain washes away adjectives. I am left holding […]
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December Afternoons – A Myriad of Poems
Ok readers, please excuse the spacing – WordPress has added a new format which I clicked on. O Lord! It’s making a mess of my poems. First, it won’t allow me to keep lines together, then it removes spacing between words & within punctuation marks. So errors are NOT mine! I am in correspondence with […]
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The Shape of Happiness
SEPTEMBER For a longish time I saddled up the dream each morning, With darkness’ fall, I brushed you off my shoulders Realigning my balance for dreams. Old man, you are banished Into your well of no acknowledgement; In your inability to reveal love, review life. Pack your suitcase of pretended nonchalance Put it by the […]
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For A Fool Too Wise To Be Foolish
O foolish man Who cannot accept The hands of a woman Looking to heal you O holy man Set apart from the rest Singled out by the surprise Of unexpected Love. Were I you, I would find the strength To mount the dream Galloping so insistently through Your benumbed psyche. I would hold to the […]
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So Close To Despair, I …
There are times I am so lonely I can taste it, hear it, smell it. I see it in my mirror. I am feeling empty. Not much looking forward. So tired of dancing with shadows when I want a real partner to my steps In my arms, in my bed, in my head Someone to […]
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NOR MINE TO SLEEP
Once upon a time, I read that insomniacs keep the sleeping world from disincorporating (tho the description was surely more prosaic.) I have a clock in my bedroom which does not glow, so when I wake, I’ve no ideas on the time. I flick the button & a blue flash lights, a bolt of pulling […]
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Peeling the Price Tags Off Life
Dear World, At first I thought these were separate poems…but as I reread them before this posting, I realize they are One Rant About Living Life. The choices are upon you, made from you, about you. Jump on in! PEELING THE PRICE TAGS OFF LIFE One by one, I scrape at these with ragged fingernails […]
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Last Chances Are Seldom That
LAST CHANCES ARE SELDOM THAT Betimes, I weary of this life, even my own name. Far horizons sing more clearly every day Tho I long for them no more. The trick of the light Turned to a trickling After rising oceans Stole the land I stood upon. This place is only an awakening I play […]
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Footfalls
Gently, so gently do I touch love The petal of a flower With a tendency to curl into protection Most tenderly I offer a wish, a promise, a longing Turned into yearning, if I gaze too long upon it. I am firm. Resolute. I will not disturb this seedling Except to offer the water of […]
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The Collective of Silence
THE COLLECTIVE OF STILLNESS There’s not far to go before the land starts insisting I am alive in every place I stand The telepathy of clouds Drawing my face to the sky The valley bows to my feet The Rock People watching. ——- I am listening as hard as I can to the Silence My […]
Riding the Light 