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too often we cannot see beyond- hard surfaces classical curves hard rock spirited soul new age life One who knows me when my attitude is dark a beacon of light |
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morning mist bathing in dreams your essence golden sunrise zephyrs of our kiss dreams whisper a robin's song small crocus flower rises with sun nomadic winds snow drifts across fields across my mind - you before daybreak rivers of jasmine flow in moonlight fireflies skitter summer dreams escape uncaptured |
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winter skies winds exhale through branches morning nirvana each tap on sill summer rain counts illusions of time rain rhythms matching my steps to the kitchen slivers of dawn gather in lavender fields morning's bouquet wind's song ancient memories young love reborn the sound of water tumbling rocks a cricket's song warm rains from muddy road a graveled crunch dusky sun river gathers traces of light towering pines robins sing sunlight melodies deep quiet between falling waters moments of silence red moon rise over the gate a branch of birds summer sky white silken robes heavenly perfume overhead dream clouds pass and then your smile on the path perfect whiteness drifting sand dashed by wind against rocks - crushed a wave and I morning moon since you left the sun, different dreams spice burns my mouth and eyes waiting for you sips of nectar still a thirst; dew promises HiaSeaku seven knots making good time to nowhere Maine lobster slips through the mesh caught off guard bloody dogfish spill from the net sea gull dessert distant starboard light another ship of fools in summer squall Tiverton Cove buildings cling to rocks boats to the dock summer breeze infused with salt and sea mending the net summer moon reflects on rippled sea liquid stars, dive empty wheelhouse the sound of surf inside and out morning light creeping across the deck with summer white hair of sea flows in and out of scuppers august storms waves flapping gulls chatter and squabble flight of summer Poems Seasons autumn scarlet leaves a poem leaves turn your words on my tongue in the divide of winter night and morning arousal writing a poem your warm words my tea each flower spring opens a new leaf each breath fragrant plumeria your perfume a sunset sea waves competing for attention sand slipping between each word and my fingers
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