Category: Poems
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A New Original Poem: “There’s something dark…”
[audio:http://www.stephenpickering.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Theres-Something-Dark.mp3] There’s something dark about this town. It’s made my heart all broken sore. The stars upstairs they hear a sound. The dark hair girl she’s at the door. I want to go somewhere and weep. She hurts me with her darkest stares. Through her I walk the lonely street Of silent dreams and cold…
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Saturday Reading: Three New Poems
That is the temple there. The symbol that they stole. A border thin as hair Between Bob Frost’s two roads. But we’re not here to fight. We dance a certain beat. Incorrigable night Will glide upon our feet. The way it crowns is good Her charms decide it all. She guides us to the wood,…
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A New Poem | “May’s River” (Part Deux)
You tore on past the river’s flow. Now I know, now I know. You walked from the house’s door into the snow An instinct to let go, to let it go. The menagerie fortress tower looms larger by the hour. Talking to the morning’s vestigial crops into the elevators’ chop, chop, chops. And disturbing them like…
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A Poem | Scarlet Fever
I want to become the flower Drinking a hawthorn berry shower. I feel that the painting is alive That I could jump inside and live a life. The love you want resides inside a flame Burning Jerusalem to the coast of Spain. From the secret Indian province to the street children’s colorful ribbon dance. A…
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Poem | “Thunder Painting”
Don’t be desireous under White Mountain. The river’s tall feathered tail Will blast you into the crag’s milky fountain. Will whisk you away To a faraway place In the steam boat’s desert Sun, Buried beneath a 17th century ruin. You won’t get to stay up and play. Each door will turn you away. You won’t…
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Poem | “9 Miracles”
We can all be good. The rough beast crawling towards Bethlehem says, “You should.” But we can let it go, face in the wind, rain, and snow, as the falcon of our soul soars off Kilimanjaro. The distant bells are Black Sea shells, and her lips sail closer as we fall deeper into a dreamless…