Long Swards Poems

Words
The ship

Words come to me like spring. 
They set free, they shed the shroud, 
open with all their glory, beauty and sing. 
They stand tall, they ring out loud, 
from a life that blossoms with...

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Mysteries of Human Hairs
Hairs, O’ hairs, O’ lovely ravishing hairs,
Fascinating and beautiful, you often resemble,
When nicely looked after and  softly taken care of.

Your beauty and elegance has often inspired,
Your softness and shines have captivated...

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Written: April 14, 2024, For Silent One Forgotten Fields Contest

Rumi Verse: “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too...

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water cradles embryonic fetus in utero until birth
   a necessary ingredient that fosters new born and also original life
heavens relinquish liquid pearl shaped dewdrops to quench the earth
   fertilization of ova...

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water cradles embryonic fetus in utero until birth
   a necessary ingredient that fosters new born and also original life
heavens relinquish liquid pearl shaped dewdrops to quench the earth
   fertilization of ova...

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Mysteries  of Human Hairs   II

Hairs, O hairs, O’ lovely   ravishing hairs,
It is also a hard truth of the world and
Of our human life and air that,
Even some saints too have...

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When the snout of lush abundance is full and flowing,
when all prey and creature-kind spill upon the verdant swards,
then it is that I worry night and day,
for the stoat, fox and hawk are at work,
they...

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SORROW SPRINGS IN BLACK SAVANNAH
By Immaculata Ortner

Sorrow springs in black savannah
Where nature proved its pride
Silence sting like ancient drone
As dark melody rose 
Winging high in spike like dragon spew
As discomfort swells in black souls
Our top...

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In the middle of the night, I can hear your sigh.
Shouting to those who stare outside the azure sky.
Your scent instills to my soul a feeling of calm. 
Away from the abyss, reality at the...

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A dream and reality live on this Earth,
They don’t get along very nice:
They pull us in opposite ways from the birth,
In lulls and in turmoil of life.

A dream is like bird wings that carry us...

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Mystic Bird
There she is, a friend at window,
Calling me for a ride amidst meadow
Pulling me out of labyrinth and duty,
Takes away from worries, amidst reverie,
A hypnotic vision of Nature bare,
With sounds swimming in musical fair,
Such...

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A blind flight
above a brooding sea.

Dawn levers the darkness.
Ireland rising.
Whitecaps, bright tumbled cliffs.
Briny turf, moss-rooted walls,
wind-havens and cottages.
So green!

Tidal meadows run to dewy swards.
Patchwork pastures knitted to bogs.
Then the sodden towns,
oyster shell gables glisten like...

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A blind flight
above a brooding sea.
Dawn levers the darkness.
Ireland rising.
Whitecaps, bright tumbled cliffs.
Briny turf, moss-rooted walls,
wind-havens and cottages.
So green!
Tidal meadows run to dewy swards.
Patchwork pastures knitted to bogs.
Then the sodden towns,
oyster shell gables glisten like...

Read More