Short Companionable Poems

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Desire glides in on calico wings,
a breath of a moth
seeking a companionable light,

where it hovers, unsure,
sullen, shy or demure,
in the margins of night,

a soft blur.

With a frantic dry rattle
of alien wings,
it rises and thrums one long breathless staccato

and flutters and drifts on in dark aimless flight.

And yet it returns
to the flame, its delight,
as long as it burns....

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It's funny, the random things that remind you 
of what a lovely place the world can sometimes be.
Like two little birds alighting on a wire,
as you emerge from the underground
just at dusk on a Thursday:
two weightless silhouettes,
suspended in the pre-star sky.
I wonder what journeys they've seen;
if they are recounting the day's adventures, 
or merely resting in companionable silence 
as the sun takes its final bow....

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The companionable ills, short heavy breaths
 with which I force the wind into my blood,
 chill and whisper- that I am not 'complete',
 that my youth has 'run dry', and yet this poison lets
 me the world unfolding with unforeseeable possibilities:
 the jut skulls of mountains, fields of ripening wheat,
 ubiquity rising like a dove above the landscape
 and thundering down along the troubled feet of the city,
 I am at home with my lonely sorrow....

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