Best Erik Poems

HEED, my words
for at its end
his name will be
future seafarers
guide like that
of a star
HAIL, the winds
they come from the north
and just yon, a star
that none need attend
and in its glow
a wake of vessels
single sails all
HOLD, bold cold challenge
ill tides a new land
banished from their own
a...

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My mind’s eye preoccupation,
I am captive to my guiding light,
the source of all my equivocal  influences.

Erik Satie under the moon,
Shadowy contours
against a nocturnal silver sky,  
my subliminal ambient impressionism.

I am walking a shrouded path,
trudging  through murky ponds
where I find the silhouette 
of...

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the onion in father's hands didn't have time to cry,
with his fist punched it on the corner of the table, spread salt and 
ate it with sheep's cheese,
(like the builders of the pyramids, my dad was paid in onions)

the onion in my mother's hands was...

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