Time Quintain (Sicilian) Poems

Peaceful repose for 100 years
Resolute bad faerie will not win
Alas there will be no tears
I shall rest on with all my kin
In sweet dream, without...

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A familiar dawn of dull and sunless sky
the inconstant rattle of unlocked door, which
plays a backbeat to the buzz of dying fly.
A breath of wind...

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In time dissolved moments, early morn
Between the sleeping and waking state
In this bardo of pure bliss, we’re reborn
Love’s caress enlivens presence chaste
Each dew drop of...

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Futile is striving, unless we are clear
about who we are and purpose of life,
that we may then act without any fear,
full of joy and laughter,...

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With skilled search plans, maps and watchful scanning eyes,
The packs of hunters and dogs head off into the pine trees,
Scouring the land carefully, as the...

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The path led to rose bushes cul de sac.
Early in the morning, we sat down to rest.
Dewdrops are still shining on the track.
At our feet,...

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My sister made me see lavender

That day in December, 

Twenty-nine gifts show her heart's tender;

A time to remember

That silk saree and thank gift sender. 




14th...

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Comes the time when freedom expires
The gathering need of a patriotic cabal
One chancing upon such surely inquires
In time meaningful writing on the wall
Utmost secrecy Freedom...

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One wonders what might be their final word,
And I, too, have pondered it from time to time.
I do not wish to be a terminal, boring...

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A few poets ask if I ever read their poems
As a matter of fact, I do; from time to time
But I don’t comment on the...

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All will be better, the wounds will heal
Someday when the times change
Peace will reign, and no evil left to conceal
When the time comes, it won’t...

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Scarlet, crimson, vermillion, and cerise
are showcased amidst canopies of green.
And the ground morphs into a golden fleece;
as fallen leaves, umber, and tangerine,
pave a pathway south...

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A sunset like this was never foretold.
Glistening gold midst deep scarlet red.
August skies shimmer in colors bold,
as though fire and ice together spread
in mantles of...

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Seasoned eyes, see both the past and present.
Bookended between times now out of mind.
A tattered soul recalls a steep ascent.
Experiences; a life intertwined.
Understand that time...

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