Mystery Immigration Poems

I have entrusted my verses to migrating birds,
Their wings carry my words across vast miles.
Last winter, they faltered on their journey to you,
My cherished avian...

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I see them
Walking, holding hands.
I hear them
Chatting as the birds
in a language i can't understand.
Clad in a manner that's a mystery
Steeped in ritual and history.

I...

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Deep in coiled chambered hearts 
mortal designs conspire 
in arcane chamber hearts
pump isometric drugs 
the cathode ray desires
as electric images expire 
what are the strange...

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I grip the shifting sands, the drifting dirt.
I pull the earth and let fall through these rough fingers.

I pull the power of raw nature. 
I...

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Seeing you in the soft blue 
looking for the outline 
I feel your quickly shifting silhouette 
Watching your passing sigh 
Knowing your shadows of soft...

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Dust
Ashes to ashes
Read as rust fine 
in dust the centuries are lost 
Tomes of history lie in disarray
far away from the terrors of the day...

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What a work is man 
between his heart and hand 
gives birth to creations art 
imagery cast around like pages 
torn from young gods grimoire
Drifting...

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Wings,
springs and metallic Strings
flesh and bone;
Nails...
In stone.
Sliver shone;
On Blackened Sand death has ran…
Skulls and auto things; blood and sweat...
Blue tears flown
across a desert of Red;
Alone.
Death...

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walking down a one-way path 
straight with the moon over one shoulder 
following the tracks 
as they lead into the horizon 
following the faded imagery...

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Seeing you in the soft hues
looking for the outline 
of your quickly shifting silhouette 
feeling you’re presence
I know your shadow in
soft shades I feel it...

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Sharp the need
burning the bitter weed
burnt offerings in
fragments of imagery
feeling the spice sweet 
dreams come
nice as the world swims 
out of view 
the light feeds...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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The Cat

It is late, 
nearly half-past nine. 
You are asleep beside me.
The clock on the wall is too loud. 
I need to buy another. 
This...

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Questions

What defines... success?
Is it how many people you know. 
Is it where you have been, 
or where you will go? 

Is it who you talk...

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