Best Tympans Poems

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oh wrap me close dear jungle deep, with fronds and fruits entwined
          and hold me to...

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we ...
are strands ...
they, a strumming, resonant -
notes of an ambrosial
strain that tickles the tympans of
life and enlightenment ...
they are thistle on the breath of...

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"Listen to the wind, it talks. Listen to the silence, it speaks. Listen to your heart, it knows." - Native American Proverb

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I hold you ...
tight to my chest
but with a concerned tenderness,
as if you are an infant
that I am shielding from a storm ...
or an angel...

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oh -
prithee, my
darling ...
let me hear you whisper -
mold a heart with
those perfect bows ...
crimp them, coy and parted,
ever-so-slightly -
tenderly puff that
absinthe-sweet breath
upon this delicious
eventide...

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I filled my heart with music of the moon
    thus pulled it close about me like a wrap
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pitty-pit-pat, pitty-pit-pat ...

dark attic, echoing ... tenderly
rain on tin roof above,
her nana's voice, ages hence -
lives ago, really ... calling …

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new joys ...
drop like seeds to fill the
furrows left by a torrent of losses -
when the heavens open
seemingly to wash you away
they find the green...

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My red-robed friend, grand on your perch
          How regal yours, now dressed for church
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He stood upon a mountain, attending to her heart,
          For surely such a hallowed sound would...

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My eyes look for you ...
My heart bleeds the truth,
     My spirit enters your soul completely.

Where do I end and you...

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HELL ...
is a different place for each of us -
a many-chambered hall of horrors, sui generis ...
some make only a single, memorable visit,

Spending the rest...

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A lifetime seen thru silence at your side,
          From tiny lad to manchild in your shade,
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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s HOMAGE TO PAUL ELUARD by T. Wignesan

(Note: Here, I retain EM’s translations into English from Paul Eluard’s poems and his...

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