Best Relinquishes Poems

A millstone around my neck and weight about my feet
drag me down so deeply 
that I’m being pulled toward something. . .  
something from a darkened dream - nihility -
the place to lose chagrin 
and then to taste absolutely nothing.
Tropical delights do not swim...

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The Time of the Summer Solstice
 
Drums pulsing solemnly presage the break of dawn,
bonfires ablaze dot this auspicious June morn.
On the shores of Albion, Druid priests converge,
as Earth, Sea, and Sky do mystically merge.
 
A circle of white-robed diviners and bards all a-chant, 
amidst sacred...

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I walk towards you,
as you stand waiting at the center of the bridge.

Beneath my feet, aged timbers span the churning river below.
With each step I see you more clearly.
My eyes search out the younger you,
that wild child with chestnut hair.
I can still remember your pigtails...

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Remnants owlish wisdom wafts through nighttime’s purple sky.
Fox settles down with her kits, against a nurturing oak stump.
Meadow and forest perform their nightly slumbering rituals.
Vigilant deer mama is resting in a bed of fescue next to her fawn.
Fireflies blink sheer happiness, laughing in Morse code.
Owl’s...

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Come meet me when the sun has melted down
the mountains’ peaks like butter from the sky.
Come meet me far away from all the town.
It’s summer; on a blanket we can lie.
And although what is coming is foreknown,
we’ll still anticipate what is to come
when sun relinquishes...

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Our island ~ our beach ~ our love 

As moments lazily pass, sighing breezes
we sit silent ~ adrift as a single composed symphony
tempo’d by the rhythmic surf ~ its constant sensuous flow
lulling our hearts, aching to collide 
in one melodic breath

Horizons blush, love’s mist lingers
arms...

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Melodious tides serenade along a foam dipped coast line,
we drift as a single composed symphony,
seduced by a pounding surf, its sensuous rhythm pulsates
flooding our hearts, aching to collide 
in the tempo of a lone torrent’s embrace
 
Scorching tropical passions seize the moonlit sand,
palm tree shadows...

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When you rise in the early morning long before the sun’s first light 
you have this wonderful opportunity to eavesdrop on the music of the night.

If you don’t hear the music at first…wait!…it won’t be long…
before the crickets, whom you never see, choose the rhythm...

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Every soul has a garden and in the garden's center
Is the beating heart, made porous for to enter
The good or the bad, each with seeds of.
We must choose to plant seeds of hate or Love.

When we plant seeds of Love we empower
Our garden's beauty with...

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But we of the Three Tribes live undiscovered 
   In the reverberating stillness of the 
 Three Gorges...
And are therefore unknown to the warring mongol;
    His impassioned lusts -- his penchant for 
  Wanton destruction!
   If he...

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("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of 
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy.  "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)


2.   The Beach, After Dark 

The coast has drowned in the gloomy night, 
but the moon shines. Two women...

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Thump-thump of stiffening fish contorting
   In the bilge beneath the gunwale; 
 Lidless, bulging, reddened eyes, swivelling upwards, 
Protruding horribly from the straining sockets,
    Express stupefied amazement at inconceivable 
  Abruptness  
   Of a former world...

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Asleep on a pile of hay 
my dreams are waiting for the day 
when summer relinquishes her ray 
to a re-canvassed season of red clay ;
  
Burgundy leaves in the wind sway,  
as September returns like a Jay   


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LACHRYMATORY*

         wasted on his grave
he can’t beat the soil to death
           relinquishes tears
melts down handsome’s treasury
      his golden eyes in her jar

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The petal has floated into a new vast world
The wind of harmony uplifts the petal
The petal is drifting with serendipity 
The petal is in love

Bliss is all I see, floating on winds that freed me
Dancing with others in a swooning flurry
How long will nirvana last...

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