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misty starlight
spilling protective silver
on sleeping child
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spilling protective silver
on sleeping child
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like a little child
know the black and white
and all its patterns
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shadows
unreal world
light comes
***
the child's happiness
depended on being free
to wander alone
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unreal world
light comes
***
the child's happiness
depended on being free
to wander alone
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granddad's pocket knife
child carried it everywhere
cried when she lost it
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granddad's pocket knife
child carried it everywhere
cried when she lost it
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impermanence
or permanence
both have value
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or permanence
both have value
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our wishes come true
but never the way
we are expecting
***
she was put in charge
of letter franking machine
letters flew in air
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letters flew in air
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the fire devoured
old abandoned house
the ghosts now homeless
***
old abandoned house
the ghosts now homeless
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the poem
writes
itself
***
the poet carries
both the world's sorrows and joys,
which could they part with?
writes
itself
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the poet carries
both the world's sorrows and joys,
which could they part with?
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the quiet spirit
of the gentle woods
whispering your name
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the quiet spirit
of the gentle woods
whispering your name
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blue skies
cold wind
bright sun
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blue skies
cold wind
bright sun
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understanding
all you cannot be
accepting it
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accepting it
***
****
dancer
and dance
are one
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a moth's wings moving
outside my window
I turn my light off
***
blue wedgewood pattern
willow tree and stream
a bird flying free
***
willow tree and stream
a bird flying free
***
***
I tried hard to draw
shadow of my hand, but it
kept moving away
***
shadow of my hand, but it
kept moving away
***
despite entreaties
wash machine keeps my washing
a well aimed hard kick....
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buddha smiles sweetly
pink camelia blossoms
covering buddha
***
covering buddha
***
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the fierce rising sun
burnished a coppery glint
tips of skyline's trees
***
pearlescent orange
along horizon
casting a warm glow
***
white cascading stream
dancing over moss strewn rocks
with tinkling laughter
***
spider spins
skeins out of
own substance
***
cat's bell tinkled
just as he's about to jump
for the blackbird
***
old gnarled hawthorn tree
cradling crescent moon
rocking her to sleep
***
slumber time for me
me and dog are off to bed
lots of dreams we'll have
***
bird in cherry tree
saluting the east
as dawn is breaking
***
as the sun rises
the blackbird in cherry tree
spreads wings and flies south
***
soft roseate hues
spreading 'cross the sky
all is very still
***
it's gone very cold
dark clouds obliterate sun
the air rather still
***
sky is empty now
no metal birds are flying
nor are feathered ones
***
white ghostly pupil
peeps through thinner veil of cloud
and then is wiped out
***
sandman thrown a pile
of sand in my weary eyes
dreams are beginning
***
burnished a coppery glint
tips of skyline's trees
***
pearlescent orange
along horizon
casting a warm glow
***
white cascading stream
dancing over moss strewn rocks
with tinkling laughter
***
spider spins
skeins out of
own substance
***
cat's bell tinkled
just as he's about to jump
for the blackbird
***
old gnarled hawthorn tree
cradling crescent moon
rocking her to sleep
***
slumber time for me
me and dog are off to bed
lots of dreams we'll have
***
bird in cherry tree
saluting the east
as dawn is breaking
***
as the sun rises
the blackbird in cherry tree
spreads wings and flies south
***
soft roseate hues
spreading 'cross the sky
all is very still
***
it's gone very cold
dark clouds obliterate sun
the air rather still
***
sky is empty now
no metal birds are flying
nor are feathered ones
***
white ghostly pupil
peeps through thinner veil of cloud
and then is wiped out
***
sandman thrown a pile
of sand in my weary eyes
dreams are beginning
***
I love your writing and am adding you to my blogroll on one of my blogs (my name is zing)so that I don't miss any updates. :-)
ReplyDeleteI love all your words, but the ones that really resonate with me are:
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the poem
writes
itself
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When I try to force it, the words never sound right. Thank you for sharing your poetry! dani