Category: Poetry

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Love Is…

Love is radiant Shining in the dark Beating heart to heart Friction’s spark Love is complete Even in the midst of pain All through the pouring rain Never, ever tame Love is transcendent Forever binding Never minding Free from hiding Love is constant Even when submerged It sings a plaintive dirge And waits to again … Continue reading Love Is…

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Taking Flight

Flights of fancy Sun-kissed in reverie Oft dismissed as childish In silent moments Alone with a dream Shut behind eyelids Shaded from moonlight Twinkling sweetly But no one sees A touch of mystery Drunk with time’s intrigue And yesterday’s love Blowing in the dusty wind Catching rapid fire Staccato rhythm fading Into silence Fumbling forward … Continue reading Taking Flight

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Sleight of Hand

Call it sleight of hand A mesmerizing sight She looks away and it’s gone Brow furrowed in the pouring rain While she’s chasing memories Complicated and awestruck Hiding from shadows On street corners, in dreams Fragmented echoes repeating Then gone in an instant Invisible and unsure Shaking her fragile world Umbrella shielding her fast Against … Continue reading Sleight of Hand

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Without Me

The sun still shines down from on high Casting shadows on the summer ground Geese still fly low, close down to the sand Gathering steam for winter’s journey Even though I am not here. The dreams of children still get dreamt And some of them often come true Fire still consumes more than it fuels … Continue reading Without Me

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Dirt and Bone

I. Grave thoughts Dragging me down Through dirt and bone And shifting sand Sifting ash and shale Forming a box of sorts Four sided misery Connected and connecting Calling out Then echoing back A shock to the system Cold and sinewy Stringy like starch But insatiable too Like a complex drug Deep down underneath And … Continue reading Dirt and Bone

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Proximity

It is near Just off the horizon Gently mocking Its faceless features Somehow bereft Yet juxtaposed just so And fading Near enough to touch If you were so inclined A madness grasping Clambering for purchase The perfect daydream Until it isn’t A distraction so true Amidst the mundane But running out of time Running out … Continue reading Proximity