Leaned Poems

BLOOD MOON AT HILLVIEW

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From my Hillview home beside the Ruby Gate,
I watched the blood moon rise,
its red fire spilling across the Bay of Bengal.

The sea turned into a vast mirror of flame,
the mountains stood hush...

The Perfect Dream

...Last night as I drifted off to sleep
My dream filled my mind with you
A dream so real I had to make a wish
That someday my dream would come true

We were standing by the waters edge
On a beauti...

Same Building

...we came up same building,
same busted elevator, same rumors in the walls —
three girls stacked on top of each other
like secrets whispered through radiator pipes.
6S - she’s half rican, half blac...

Behind the Sun

...The faces of the tom-toms were sallow,
So was the face of the sun, dark-visaged,
Red, and starved through a pogrom
That assaulted the peace of the beasts.

Darkness spelt the names of diseases,
...

God How I loved You

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The taste of apples on your lips,
A sweetness lingering after rain,
It seemed the orchard leaned to us,
Breathing its fragrance through the dusk.

The scent of water in your hair,
Cool rivers...

After We Fell In Love

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The world grew softer after we fell in love,
Even the winds spoke gently in the trees.
A silver hush followed the wings of doves,
And twilight seemed a blessing, not of grief.

The stars bent ...

Twinkle, Twinkle

...Gleaming diamonds that dot the skies
Peering through the night with trillions of eyes
Behind crescent smiles, you wink a distant threat 
Oh, faceless gaze, how I wonder what you're looking at

Y...

SAN FRANCISCO RAIN

...[V1-Night 1]
Seventh floor windows, ocean burning gold,
The Gulf of the Farallones, secrets to unfold.
Two doors beside each other, laughter in surprise,
But I felt eternity staring through your ...

Seed in the Shadows

...In seventh grade’s uncertain glow,
She sat outside where shadows grow.
Backpacks slumped, the sunlight waned,
While restless truths could not be named.

A thought slipped free, both shy and sly,...

When the Soul Holds a Brush

...I once saw a soul hold a brush—
when my eyes first fell in love
with the Sistine Chapel ceiling.
Michelangelo, with the sweep of his hand,
took me through space and time,
into a cathedral of bli...

The Little Thunder

...I saw a streak of living flame,
with no regard for rule or name;
It tumbled through the morning grass,
as if the sun had come to pass.

Its paws struck earth in tiny drums,
like thunder where t...

Transcending soul

...In my soul, transcending this world, I aspire to become anything other than a mere being made of flesh.
A light awaits me, attainable by a simple touch.
My whole being vibrates as I strive to reach...

Minuet in the Dark

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The candle breathed a final sigh,
We let the dark come a drifting by.
Held you close, so soft, so near,
To find where your dreams appear.
As we slipped into the moonlit pond.
Awaiting the wade...

GOTCHA !

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Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise 
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art ! 

"Bite me" he says to an empty sky 
Oh my! ...

Back Where the Lines Still Moan

...I vanished soft a stolen breath,
a hush between the lips of death.
But ink remembers how I taste,
how slow I draw, how sweet, how chaste
then twist the lace and let it slide,
a metaphor with hip...

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