Tag: Poems
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Sonnet #4 in Iambic Tetrameter – “Memory’s Daughter”
I am awake now to each wall. That is the wall, this need to speak. There’s Buddha’s tall and Buddha’s small And secret castles across this creek. I want to walk on ancient clouds And fall with Isis from the sky. Plop, splashing down the Nile, These hands that swim know how to fly. From…
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Sonnet #3 in Iambic Tetrameter: A Sacred Dance
Sonnet #3 in iambic tetrameter – “A Sacred Dance” I bring you roses to your door. I make this offering in Spring. I now know who this dove is for, That rises through the Sun’s gold ring. There’s something deeper going on. I feel the pieces come apart. The mountain eagle soars at dawn.…
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Sonnet #2 in Iambic Tetrameter: “Moon Day”
Sonnet #2 – “Moon Day” I let the moonbeams be my guide. I look into the night for you. I must go down to see your eyes But somehow keep on passing through. The earth I roll around my lips. There seems to be some kind of fire. It’s coming from your dancing hips. Sweet…
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A New Sonnet in Iambic Tetrameter
I’m here with you up in the Sun. We’ve come together, shadow soul. Today the mountain’s song’s begun. Those guarding clouds have let us go. We’re born from rays that blossom light, when he appeared and took her hand.. The jewel of our mind shines bright. The space ahead is diamond land. Where once we…
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New Poem: A Natural
“A Natural” I won’t say the things that I have to say, the feelings furrow all alone in the autumn mist, until you finally get up and walk away, and the chills that have eyes blow us their last, snowy, purpley kiss. I cascade over the heights of your frozen, mountaintop world. I skate upon…
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New Poem: “Something Spins Around”
Something spins around I still think the Genie must spin. What is happening now? Why are we in the shape we’re in? The Goat sucks at the root. I walk miles in the snow. There’s nothing we can do. I’m kept warm by your eyes glow. It’s not about me, nor not about me But…