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February 17, 2016

Spring Whisperers

Scarf_in_Flight

Everywhere one looks,
All is still gray—

Buds of a New
Season remain
Unconscious,

Yet to have
Awakened,
Ungerminated—

But somehow,
Creatures of
The eternal
Singsong
Always arrive
Before time—

Preceding
The sprouting,
Gentle greens;
Predicting
The vibrance of
Blooming passions.

Quietly
They glide
In flight,

To
and
Fro,

In the air,
Unseen,
But felt
Within—

Sitting
Invisible
Among
Barren branches,
They whisper
As the caressing
Breeze,

Foreshadowing
Wonder
and
Rescue
Of A new Spring.

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February 7, 2016

A Rainy Walk in Late October

So_I_Walk_In_The_Rain

Maybe
In the dampened
Mess of things,
You shall see
Once more
In Clarity,

Able to shake
A few
Mulish monkeys
Off your bag—

On a day like this,
Crave not to
Feel,
Wish not to
See;

Love,
Make yourself
as Cruel as
You can be—
Fuse
Hard wires
To your being.

Yes,
Walk out
During this Storm,
For no one
Sees
Fragile tears
Or hears
Sorry weeps

In a Sea
Of razor-sharp
Beads.

Let the broken
Seek refuge
In the tremulous,
Impartial
Rain,

For its Deluge
Equally wets
And
Justly absolves
Every
Bitter ache.

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January 17, 2016

Late New Beginnings

Fireworks
Up
In Air,

Exuberantly
Succinct,
Leaving one
Dazed, staring glassy-eyed
Into weightless fumes.

The many aggregates
Of last year
And those
Of the many years
Before it
Linger on—

Into yet
Another
Set of days—

New year, Same you;
Can’t have Enough
Unfinished—

Nothing but
Rusty
Old chains.

But love,
Do
Feel different,
For destined
We are
To Hope
And to make Believe:

With the Advent
Of this New Year,
Our slates 
Are once more
Rendered  Pristine.

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December 13, 2015

Consume

Me wholly—
For it is only
Through an entire,
Unhesitating
Devour,

Could you
Truly taste
My Earthiness of
A Delicious Soul—

Let it
Unapologetically
Pulsate within
Your flow—

Consume me
Wholly and
Earnestly,
And an Eternity
Of nurturing
Awaits you.

 

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October 23, 2015

Ode to Fellow Aquarius

First curious glance,
A definite presence—
Not flauntingly
Conspicuous,
Vain, or
Cheaply lustrous,

But glaring
As ink
On Snowy,
Unsoiled canvas—

Every distinctive drop
Seeping, immutably
Solidifying onto
Untouched fibers
Of remembrance.

Never a dull
Moment
Persists with you—

Sprightly, animated,
Keen, and poignant;
Bottom of despair—
A Tragic
Iconoclast.

Oh yes,
I see
And
I know,

Out from
A concealed
Vase pours
Your tenuous
Yet
Unbound
Kindness—

Dearly,
You dare
To love all
Earthly kin.

For the very multitude
That is
Exclusively
You,

Sole
Fellow Aquarius,
I love,
Applaud,
And remain
A loyal audience
To you—

For this precisely,
I must learn
To once so often,
Love to Hate
You so.

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September 22, 2015

In Steady Defiance

 

“Though much is taken, much abides; and though

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”

 

—excerpt from Ulysses,

Lord Alfred Tennyson.

 

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August 15, 2015

The Curse

Cutting ropes

and

Breaking ties

So to survive;

Those who do not

See your hidden

Saint

Will only hate

You

For bearing It—

They live

In a constant

Blinding fear,

and

Always spite

And ostracize

Their few

Neglected Kin—

Rare Souls

Tragically favored

By the Heavens.

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August 14, 2015

The Conclusion

I cannot

Be a Watcher

and

A Doer

 

All at once.

 

My love

Does not forget,

And remains

 

Unlike the beasts

Of Burden

That surround

You.

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August 8, 2015

The Gratitude

I am so very

Glad

 

To have

Heard the echoing

Chimes of

You—

 

Permeating

My waking thoughts,

And lulling me

Daily into

Pacified sleep.

 

Are you

Shaking your head,

Deeming me

No more

An easily seduced

Fool?

 

I am simply

Grateful

To have known

The very existence

Of you,

 

Teaching me

In your absence,

The liberating rescue

Of the unselfish

Kind of love—

 

To cradle it gently,

And not suffocate its

Divine flame

In a  possessing grip.

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July 30, 2015

A Not Unfaithful Stray

Oh Love,

My summer muse

And blooming desire,

How I have longed

For you,

And placed my

Naked heart

Under

This simmering Sun—

So much so,

That the ruthless

Heat has wrought it

Wrinkled,

Barren,

And Hard.

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