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Menina que Passa for Eileen

She saunters along the boardwalk
more confident than in her youth,
when young men would swoon
and older men were wishing to be
           young     again.
She meanders   next to the surf    laughing
at the sea's efforts to catch her toes   
in a rush of briny bubbles   tickling
the grains of sand hurry away.

She strolls    and as the sea 
eddies and pools in her footsteps

like the memories that wash her mind

tosses her hair    face to the sun   and
      embraces the day

She wanders near   the smooth stones
polished by the relentless tides

like days and years they come and are gone
come and are gone

but   with each    a blessing

she ambles among those blessings
with a flair     and an  aire

she has that "Something"

that "Je ne se qua"    and she is beautiful

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My palette is encrusted
with all the dried hues    0f

yesterday's hopes - where

strokes of GENIUS and folly
were first born in a fresh

My canvas   overlayed with both
realities     and   misconceptions

always unfinished pieces of dreams
that were once so perfect   so beautiful

nothing else would ever do

EXPECTATIONS sketched with a
    once steady hand    until one day
I stood back    and embraced
the priceless gifts of    imperfection

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Song Forever Sung

When the shadows fall 
   curtains of the evening,
silhouettes of yesterdays are sketched
   in fading light
When a heart recalls memories
   of love and laughter
is when a smile forgets
   that you have gone away
Something in your eyes once told
   of faith and gladness
embellished every sigh and
   blanketed the night
If there is a saddest dream
   that should not be awakened
this would be the song
   forever sung

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Once Broken

When all around
sharp    scattered fragments
of   broken dreams
bloodied my soul   pierced
every  thought
that dare take a step
YOU   lifted me

When bent by
an unrelenting weight of
cold and ice and snow   I bent
until my crown was buried
frozen    in the wood

sounds of snapping crashing limbs
shattered on the crust
and s l i d against my brow
YOU  hoped and waited
for me to stand   once more

When in a storm
I   faltered
too far   too lost   too gone
choking on waves of self pity
and   regret
YOU stood on shore
and   held a lamp high
until I followed its golden glow

and   when I could not
with these two arms
hold   all of the pieces together
YOU  wrapped your LOVE
around all
and   once more
I was WHOLE ...

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Trembling Hearts

Cupped in my hands, against my breast
a baby bird fell from its nest,
its tiny body trembling there
with glistening eyes and fearful stare.
The heartbeat seemed to beat in time 
and twice as fast and loud as mine.
Its first attempt at wing denied,
now left my grasp at last to fly.
When at first you came to me
to hold your heart and comfort thee,
I felt that trembling close to you
especially when our love was new --
our breathing soft and interlaced,
now cupped within my soft embrace

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The Saddest Landscape

We have sown evil into our soil,
this ghastly ground now soaked with blood,
the harvest of the devil's toil.
Across this field in mourning hush,
a landscape much too sad to bear -
our sons and daughters dying there -
dreams of peace and futures gone
to satisfy our thirst for hate.

Where once there rose a cheerful song, 
now tearful dirges fill the air.
Will we never, ever learn.
A crop of death is all we've earned.

Perhaps we'll shout a truth profound 
when next the drums of discord sound.

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if there are shadows

if there are shadows
there is light in the darkness ~
faith brightens all things

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Shooting Star

A menagerie of broken hearts
once carelessly displayed,
like a shooting star to start,
beauty bright but died away,
now tiny shards in disarray.

English Quintain

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the live oaks sheltered
and sunlight stippled the drive
covering our heads
our Grandmother's Kashmir shawl
wrapped around all three of us

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The Field

The field is no longer there
where that first glance was seen
      but shied from - 
not ignored, certainly cherished
and replayed again and again in memories
that would wrap all of life and all of love.

The field is no longer there
where near dusk, alone,
a stone was thrown, side arm,
from thirty yards, to kill, the attacking tree -
dead center.  No one saw but no one
needed to -- it happened.

The field is no longer there where
friends day after day would spar at
baseball or football or just hang out
talkin bout how Joe could press a hundred
or how Lucy's boobs were huge -
nothing of importance was left to be conjured
until later.

One day we got our license and drove away,
when we came back it was gone -
much like that smile I shied from
but will never forget ...