Morning Alexandrine Poems

The acceptable mask, through an endless night's past,
Dawn's meeting of eyes— more than simple strain, she cries....

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Live embers on a fire, a dark and breathless wood:
    a conflagration for a mind in need of rest.
All the possibilities, all...

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Neared mayhem can follow.
Choices brought with sorrow.
Restoring us from graft.
We appear shaping past. 

We yearn most than we say.
Our minds and hearts will pay.
Running and squealed...

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Rabbits create quickly
fruitful procreation

spurring tender feelings
domestication shared.

I connect with one for 
just this dawn, she has birthed 

four babies, smack dab in 
the middle of...

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Let me breathe that sea air
that once waltzed through your hair.
Let me view that sunrise
you once graced with your eyes.
Let me taste that baguette
from the...

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We have had naked dances,
I know I will not have them
With any other, my heart will dance
Naked with yours forever.

And this is just the time
For...

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The queue has moved
Am at the counter now,
I hand over my stash of cash.
“good morning” she says,
I had lost the greeting culture.
Such warmth.

Sifting through the...

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My love is like the setting sun
It rises in the morning
When you kiss my eyes.

Babe
Don't you worry
I have had such a busy day
My mood is...

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The cool summer
Morning breeze,
The fresh scent of 
Jacaranda flowers plucked
And strewn on the streets
Of Northend.
...

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Learning to let go
I learned patience too early
Forgot I’m not taken granted I thought
I held my breath, so not to breath for life
I held so...

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The Writer. 
When young, long before the computer was invented,
I rented a cabin in the north of Spain, serious and Nordic 
I wanted to be...

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