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SIJO -Virgin-

#3~"Lost not forgotten" 
"A solitary star had gone astray, yawning before the dark, 
hiding; straight ward, waver the wink of light, slowly fading. 
By my window I shed a tear; I farm the fields of my soul."


#2~"Down-under"
"Above the winter masses, buried, I wait for the sun. 
Sweet smelling kitchen, the hunger rise, within, my tongue swings... 
Rise away from the table... noisily I yell for my bike."


#3~"Dreaming with the God's"
"Downhill of Mount Olympus, everything felt real.
In the orchard of my dreams, I am structured as a statue. 
Mr. Sandman made a fool, of my midnight summer dream."

~SKAT~ 

SIJO contest. 

Take it easy on me, i'm a SIJO -Virgin-

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A Summer Remembered - Sijo String

Sun stretched, far and wide, smoothes the beach, to find a place upon the sand
While it spreads a sheet, fastens lace, to all our summer skies
No day sees a wave so high, without thoughts of you or dreams renewed

Sun slept on the water's surface, rippled like heat, melting the glass
My head against your chest, could hear your heart, soften, after our swim
and I watched white seagulls fly, away to where the sky, blended to grey

Pages remain in old albums, but I see them so differently
It's clear, now as if photos, reveal sharper views, of what we didn't know 
Almost seems a better thing to face the unknown unprepared

Evening beckons my head to rest, ..old loves are lost with the sunset 
Summer was ours awhile, for just a day, like the seagull.....flies away
Tonight, all I hear are waves, to break the silence of the night



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6/9/14 For Deb's Contest: Sijo Strings....."Summer Love"

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Six Dancers All In White

In my room late one night, I caught six dancers all in white. In tutus, flowered caps, and tights, they twirled on tiny pointed toes. Seeing me, they froze; those living dolls..... mere porcelain again.

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On Tiptoes

Standing on toes, we might be able to see above the crowd

     Sometimes it’s better to duck than let what we see enrage us

          We must tiptoe softly through the sensitive hearts of others



* Entry for Rick's contest

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AFTER THE FURY



Brazen night winds crash brittle glass of our furious voices Quieting down, we slowly climb inside eyes lit with dear splendor A flood of kisses roam north to west of mouths--- drowning stars

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Temple of Life

Nearby an ornate edifice meant for the worship of God I kneel in the clearing of a verdant woods where sun’s light streams down - spirit-touched, as nature’s choir chants and wind whispers prayers Written 5/6/14 by Andrea Dietrich for nette onclaud's Sijo in a Temple Poetry Contest

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Cenote

Glimpse an empire in sweated palm burdened with pain centuries old; 
Horrors and stalagmites hang in beautiful tragedy Gods have told:
Within soil surrounding bluest calm, such memories you hold.

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Answered Prayer

I prayed for rain to visit us and to refresh our souls....
The heavens heard, and opened up, pouring water down the rice fields,
Washing off the seedlings that we had planted for a week.



** June 6, 2010 ^_^

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Cling

a brown and curling maple leaf hangs suspended mid-air
in the clearing by the lake, transfixed by the view and kindness 
woven within the web, it watches the gentle rain fall

within the transparent lace-like web, it curls inward
its only movement seems a solemn gesture of reverence
with its last bit of I, it sighs, what better place to die

shielded from the gentle rain within the prayerful curl of sable leaf
the spider waits for the Autumn wind to tear them free, to fly..on
to see the conifers green among the forest's rise

brisk winds rent the leave from loom and upward rise the pair
a spider spinning on the sable leave of maple anchored by a strand
as we our spirits torn, are reborn, within the clutch

the center holds sound its claim nature's umbilicus, man
like the spider's leaf born flight, we seek on unknown winds to rise
gentle the breeze or harsh the Fall's feverous gale, still..we rise 

*sijo string

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Beauty

It slowly flows in a gentle stream and into a placid lake.
It cascades down mountain's jagged cliffs in a frenzied hurried dance,
Both joined by a rainbow in the mist - a bridge that marries two.

The old maple, near death, only one limb left - still reaching,
Yet in its shade, refuge from the heat and a robin is nesting -
And the spring sap flows sweetly for the breakfasts of winter.

From the porch she sees the mist in the mountains where they once ran.
She shuffles to the old maple where he first kissed her years ago
And then she smiled that same smile that her granddaughter runs to.





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