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Thomas Kurdyla Poem
FLUTTER FROM THE HEART
(for DD)
Fireflies flash from your laughing eyes,
Butterflies burst from your smiling lips.
So sweetly you vibrate with life so whole,
I must confess girl:
You shake my soul!
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The lusty octopus Louise
Loved giving young sailors the squeeze
With her tentacles great
She could satisfy eight
Leaving all hands on deck with large hickeys
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TYPHOON FROM RANGOON
A lazy typhoon from Rangoon
Ravaged the seas in a balloon
He scuttled a ship
But let the cord slip
And had to relieve himself on the moon
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Under dark grey clouds
Dripping wet peonies bend
Sun dry shine erect
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Gusty playful wind
Whispered plot from high above
Tiny leaf down my neck
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I remember - WHEN
We first kissed, - YOUR
Sweet lips plunged me into your - HEART’S
Deepest pool - ON
Into your embrace of - FIRE
Breathless dizzy for air - SMOKE
Burning and swirling - GETS
Me oblivious to your heart - IN
Ways that lost me - YOUR
Precious look of love from your - EYES
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COUNTDOWN TO FOREVER
Give me eternity so that I may contemplate the wonders of the heavens …
Let me witness the cycles of galactic trends,
Perceive the essence of time and the non-infinite,
Conceive bridges connecting the beginnings with the ends.
Give me millenniums so that I may flourish in like magnificence to the earth …
Let me rise and crumble as continent and mountain range;
Grow as one with the great forests, rivers, and seas;
Burn and vaporize with them in the violent flames of change.
Give me centuries so that I may savor the glory of magnificent civilizations …
Let me arise into vast cities of colossal build,
Be devastated and crushed under the hooves of Armageddon,
Scattered in the dust of dreams unfulfilled.
Give me years so that I may struggle and toil as mortal man …
Let me be born with the pain of fleshly chains and desires,
Love, hate, and kill with all my heart,
With all the answers dribbling from my lips just as life expires.
Give me minutes so that I may know the joys and sorrows of lifetimes …
Let me consume sweet breaths of intoxicating air,
Drink up the radiant nectar of sunshine on my lips,
Expel suffering cries of pain and despair.
Give me seconds so that I may track the predatory beast of existence …
Let me stalk him through the lost jungles of time and space,
Over deserts of oblivion with fantastic mirages,
Trapped in the timeless cage of now — face to face.
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The Horse's Mouth
Sadly missed fortunes and loves of the past ...
Does the future reflect only shadows thus cast?
Will the quest for love's song, so hard and so long, end before chasms so vast?
Or does it reveal paths lost, too elusive to grasp, to light the way at last?
Well said by John L. to go forward is Hell when direction may not be so certain.
But straight from "The Horse's Mouth" comes a sober reflection:
We have to know when we succeed ... and when we fail ... and the reason why!
For after all, surrender we must to follow our hearts, or we won't be happy when we ...
Dedicated to Alec G., John L. and especially Debbie D. for their love and inspiration!
Copyright © Thomas Kurdyla | Year Posted 2010
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Lazy one of the first fidelity doth seem so far
End of time can only seem so near
Will the bottom rung finally tell us where we are?
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From beyond the vast heights of Helios
The inescapable black leviathan appears;
Crushing existential spheres of consciousness
Juices absorbed by cerebral hemispheres.
Troglodyte souls peer out
From cranial caves and shiver;
Without empirical illumination
Their hearts beat wild and quiver.
Unhinged swinging doors beckon to all
Offering true enlightenment for free.
Heaven or Hell served up cold or hot
Doth compel the blind to see.
Copyright © Thomas Kurdyla | Year Posted 2010
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