Best Muted Poems

October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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She Touched The Water

My muse
touched the waters
of a spring fed river
She had a special gift to deliver
Releasing the inspiration 
from deep within her
She said “...

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I wonder about her
as I shave suet and place thistle seed down -

once again

she reveals herself to the corner of my eye
a slight movement caught...

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If you could hear echoes from my heart now,               
Would you...

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Porcelain chalk white mask
  moves with silence of mime
that hides a lovelorn face
 moonstruck by orbs of light
with shadows to embrace.

Porcelain chalk white mask
...

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 Crystal winged hourglass flows muted gold sand
as...

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These are the roads I didn't take
A pause too soon, a turn too late
Lost in the love I never spoke
The poems I never wrote

Gone are...

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Dawn slowly awakened to supplant the moon
Empty, the canopy where stars had been strewn
   In repose, Luna slept after wandering velvet skies
 ...

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Clarity, clarity, surely clarity is the most beautiful thing in the world, A limited, limiting clarity I have not and never did have any motive...

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If you could paint a picture of silence
What color would it be?

Would you use a brush to paint the fog
in shades of gray, a touch...

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Walls of silence hold,
 Me prisoner,
The child held within,
 Cries out for release.
Relative solitude comforts, 
Not the tortured soul,
Inward coiling withdrawing,
 Deep inside. 
Shedding its...

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Opulent the full moon glowed
Flooding light on a rocky road;
Casting down his gauzy veil
Luminescent to probe the pale.
Misty soft the shadows went
Into the secret sacrement;
Where...

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O' Butterfly, a child, disgraced 
Bewitched without a chance
Beguiled, exquisitely endowed. Frail wings held no escape
Such innocence would glaze her eyes, as gossamer might do

He...

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Sigh you wind whispering willows
Green sentinels of the ocean blue
Her feet edge no more the billows
Where canoes dock and salt sprays spew
Sigh for the loss...

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The Language of Blue

Sinking into the lyrical language of blue
Prime layers of still solitude speak
 With muted voices
  In sapphire soprano rhapsodies,
Lines of bass...

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