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genius?
sometimes you are in its minimal spotted light...sometimes!
other times you just know you've been touched and you freeze,
moved but frozen...like a stranger it moves in,...

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a poet, you say? pardon no, not am I
there's only ONE poet - He writes on the
       sky
of sunsets...

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As dusk's misty tones awake from silence,
darkness fades, as birds gather to rejoice.
A beautiful reminder of patience,
their sweet melodies give nature her voice.

Darkness fades, as...

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When I think of India, I think of dark eyed beauties,
their foreheads painted with decorative red dots,
and I see them moving deliciously in beautiful bright...

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Envious Ivy was her name
I’d buy something new – she’d put me to shame
My designer coat in a shade of emerald green
Ivy bought an identical...

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(This theme coincidentally matched up with another contest I recently
entered, so I revised my sonnet and then PD graciously extended this
idea of a day of...

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Drowning in the oppression of darkness, 
adrift in realms of the unseen and unheard,
her mind becomes blank and blind,
plummeting without sound.

Loved ones watch helplessly, unable...

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  Up until the summer of 1999, I only knew of the words "Jesus."
  I knew what was being taught in church.
 ...

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A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My...

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Out of the burrows and hedges and dreys
Heads came a bobbing in frantic relays.
Rumours were twittered and grunted and squealed:
‘The Harvester’s coming to furrow the...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown" - Samuel Taylor Coleridge


I walk the shore alone beside your voice
How alive...

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Motherland…

I am a desert, barren and hot.
Hoping for the rain, which I forgot.
Once, I was green, golden, and bright.
Nightingales singing night after night.
My fresh breeze...

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Soaring Hawk poised high
Back drop a deep sapphire sky 
Winds in attendance

Mighty wings unfold
Caressing the Wind Spirits
They lift and support

Circling Hawk perceives
Rainbow circle on a...

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My poetry garden of late has lain untended and forlorn.
I succumbed to shock and dismay upon entering recently, for I observed that
great disagreement had erupted...

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My heart?
You have always owned that,
I'm surprised you didn't know.

Its flow?
How do I explain without being unkind,
simply, its flow is mine.

There's the barb, my vision puts me on a...

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