Time Sage Poems

Old cherry trees beside the church
In early bloom this spring 
I got new travel film to watch
New birdies come to sing 
“You poor thing, you...

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Written 12 December 2023         
Transmutation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

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heavy-footed
he tramps his
wisdom on her
renaissance carpet
			she gives him
			thick coffee and
			sits him in a chair
			far too small
he stares about
the room & talks
about nothing in
particular, but
			thinking all...

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In a realm far and distant from our own, An ancient forest lay, its secrets unknown. A world where magic and nature entwined, Its spirits...

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I used to claim, I'm just getting old til
a friend said, "no, seasoned", with a gentle scold.
It does sound better. I must admit, but am...

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he had always hated injustice
a rational being who had learnt over time
that emotions may hold more value than reason
and that the essence of life
is distilled...

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Journey Journal Page
SAGE
By Leon Enriquez


Secrets of the heart here:
Apt deeper knowing free,
Glimpse fond mystic good cheer,
Exult soul journey spree.


Opt to know that pure bliss:
Make each...

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light of the forest occurred once a year
beginning as a flicker, but ossifying into a white stag
is she our heart then? young sapling asked his...

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I bless the sage time
         takes all our pain, and brings joy
     ...

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Calendar Sage
David J Walker 

The time has come to
Turn the page

The calendar sage 
has spoken

It is autumn 
	And the garden 

Takes one last look at
The...

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I am out of time
I am outside of my mind
No reason or rhyme

No time for thinking
Never a time for drinking
My ship is sinking

Some people would...

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I’m a-starting to *pavo tremble
this time of year
From all of the oven symbols
rack-et I hear

I’m a seasoned Mestizo pheasant,
best strutting actress
in the whole Oaxaca alfalfa...

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The Old Scribe

Memory in hand the ancient mariner of memories
Readies to recapture – to transcribe - in fading ink  
A whisper of recollections –...

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Epigrams

Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that every leaf must finally fall,
it’s just that we can never catch them all.

Piercing the Shell
by Michael R. Burch

If...

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My body’s wrapped in the vastness of poetry.
Like a prisoner, locked in a dungeon of hope.
Crawling through a poetic infantry
With a feeling my heart could...

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