Mystery Dragonfly Poems

In recent years I had grown so forgetful, like noon without memory of night.
I forgot special events and sundry items, like books, my phone, or...

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Tree Top Dancers
and Circus Clowns

The neighbors moved away. 
They said nothing to anyone, 
they just left. 
New people took the home. 
There was a big...

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The Big Mountain

In the distance, 
I gaze at the giant before me. 
Cliff faces, I can not climb today, 
but tomorrow... I will. 

I have...

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Your Sweet Face

The first thing I see
looking at me, 
are your eyes.
Like the deep of space, 
grabbing my soul, 
and sending it outward, 
beyond. 
Where...

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Whisper
 
A subtle current,
a fierce expression,
of a gentle feeling, 
wild,
powerful, 
no longer held contained 
by any restraint. 
 
Not weak, as may be expected, 
but...

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White Angels, Glowing Lamps

When the wind blows, 
down from the great north, 
it brings a mighty frost. 
Do not be afraid. 
Just because something, 
makes...

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Judging Others…
whimsical law?

It is a kangaroo court, 
and the clowns have just arrived. 
Dressed in suits and ties, 
eating pies.

They think they know best, 
they...

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Magic

Growing up I was enthralled. 
Tricks with cards, funny boxes, scarves that looked like flowers. 
Disappearing monkeys, ladies sawed in half, locks without keys…

I wanted...

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A Ride

You and I, we can keep a secret. 
Parents have to do that between themselves, to stay ahead.
I have found success and wish to...

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Not Every Day is Perfect

I took my pad to the park today. 
I wanted to find an idea for a book. 
I was blocked…you know…...

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Your Shoes

Are the wrong size. 
I never liked how they looked, but I was silent.
You made me that way, for a long time.
Not forever.

All grown...

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The Great Wall

In this land, far from home, 
I can not “call out” your Name. 
They… will put me in a dark place, 
and leave...

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"Dragonfly Teases"
 

 
He sweetens 
his days
and nights
Poe like
holding fishnets
clicks bait
and sweats
absent 
casting 
mystery 
reels 
he spins 
on the 
mouse wheel 
eternal 
harsh
addiction
he’s hooked
on...

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Hear my plea
You used to give me
A big fright.
Now that I have turned eight
I learned I have to be real still with my finger held...

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I.

The dragonfly drops.
Sunshine glimmers on its
diamond wings.

II.

Unlike the black cricket,
sweet muse of the night, 
no dragonfly sings.

III.

The dragonfly skips
on crystalline, still water
deftly tracing endlessly echoing rings.

IV.

A...

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