Best Domes Poems

My love, do you ever know...

In your moments of hushed silence, 
I am your sound;

You are the rhythm
of the symphonic waves
in the vast sea 
of...

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On the eastern shore, she knocked on our door
Then drifted away to the west
She then turned north, and steadily forth
With rage upon her crest

As she...

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It's summer, and sunlight's syrup pours sweet into afternoon.
We've come to the bungalow's cemetery
to pick over bones of bygone days;
touch time's tender skin, lay flowers...

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Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes,...

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Bones creak with winter’s chill,
sledge trails cover the sparkling snow,
rushing like the wind in a barren landscape
towards a bleak lonely village far below
shimmering amongst the...

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Mirror mirror on the wall 
Please tell me why I always fall
When I try to do something that will build me up 
Then suddenly lose motivation and...

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              Your Indigo Ink, Yes, You




      “Great...

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Swans - thrump-thrumping
practice take offs and landings

Geese honk
file flight plans

Muskrats build
mud and stick domes

Beaver maintenance crews
make ready

frogs retreat
while the mud is soft

Osprey screech
above naked woods

A...

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Pamphlets of Prophets

And in the barren face of sanity
I scavenged 
For hope

Hope between the bleeding
Stain

Full forces littered the bodies
Pamphlets of prophets
In useless streets

Streets paved with...

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If this was the last

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| If this was the last_goodbye |

But, what if this was the last time I cried,
Don't want to...

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In the valleys and 
the hills
There is a 
beautiful 
country,
Fairy nature here 
beams-
Walking through 
Hungary.
Mineral waters-
this is Hungary,
Wines of gods-
this 
is Hungary,
Curches domes-
this is Hungary,
Rivers...

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So swiftly now, so much of change;
Time yields endow, time feels so strange.


So quickly here, so change feels strange;
The times brought cheer, the feel of...

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Pill bugs wet with dew
as crawling gray domes mirror
green turf, salmon sun.

Copter seeds whirling,
a squirrel chases paper
treasure for her nest.

Young cat mock-tweeting,
wily sparrows unheeding,
paws press...

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Crudités, fresh, piled high and swaggering
From the market, bought this evening.
Thrusting carrots, earth still clinging,
Crisp cos, perky peppers, piquant roquette,
Rude red radishes, cucumber firm,
All in...

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