Water Free Verse Poems

"My dear fairy, for whom do you wait,
that time patina green your copper hair so it may match that door?”
Though I knew, t’was you, dear...

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let me ...
you are The All
your need is my pleasure -
your pleasure, my need
i, water to your vessel
rain to your bloom
your fingers are the spaces...

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Thoughts keep coming back
of late afternoons
with the dark wings
of currawongs weaving
pathways through the high 
branches leaving long threads 
of song draped across trees -
the drifting...

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No matter I got prescribed Glycopyrrolate 2 mg tablets taken four times a day...,

not one drop of sweat
(especially on hot humid and hazy days) 
less...

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I heard echoes of scurrilous snarls, 
from my conscience as it spoke
contemptible remarks aimed at me.
What shame those words delivered.

"Fatuous one, why does your hand...

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Voices in Conversation

Walking through sun warmed dunes,
Sleeping bag, nothing more in my backpack,
Toward the far shore, the open sea.

Alone not lonely,
Gulls cry,  grass rustles.
The...

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Please don't open the dam,
Violently flood fresh water with salt.
It's been about time this bridge will weather and collapse.
Though my cupped hands ache for brine,
You...

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2025.05.04
Sunday, a beautiful day on the weekend,
The weather could not be any better,
The sun shined high in the sky,
The gentle breeze kept on swaying in...

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From one vantage point,
Autumn came and departed too soon.
It appears that we rushed through Winter;
It seems that we are springing through Spring.

I hope that doesn't...

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Ships sail on the surface between sky and ocean,
water and air.
People toil and play, 
live and die
on the surface between sky and globe,
air and earth.
These...

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The Song of Magpies
by Lady Ho
translation by Michael R. Burch

The magpies nest on the Southern hill.
You set your nets on the Northern hill.
The magpies escape,...

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As Far as our Eyes will see,
In a Vast, and seemingly
endless World
to the Future’s greatest of Extents,
in a little Hut,
Hidden in a Swamp,
Lies little Old
Ms.
Garratha.
with...

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Seclusion forms into a mountain, 
Practice acceptance of my reflection, 
Eye contact with the water of a fountain. 
Time refuses to push forward if you...

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In the liquid sanctuary of silent noons, where steam rises to the sky like an unfulfilled dream,
we meet in the dance of waters, two spirits...

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jeremiah

jeremiah can you see me, 
standing in the parched land 
where no cistern holds water
for none flows 
in the chambers of my own heart

jeremiah can...

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