Short Eddying Poems

eddying currents
in its churning funnel face
weeds swirl quivering...

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from over the sea
waves clash, turmoil eddying -
sailboats search haven

...

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Sometimes 
during agape' 
you turn toward 
a solitary shore,
our talk eddying 
around you.
You are a river
deep and dense
that feeds your 
many streams, 
(us) even during  
abstracted ab-
sence.

           for Neil...

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I have swum
The limitless abyss
Of your eddying indigo eyes
And yet ...
There are other
Deep, dark boundaries to delve
Of the landscape, You
Just as enigmatic
And just ...
As warm.




~ 1st Place ~  in the "Late December 2018 Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor....

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Sounds will be sharper and keener,
and tastes have a fresh new appeal,
aromas will drift like the first breath of spring
and all colours be vivid and real; 
each of my senses will shiver and shift
in the wind like the eddying sand,
and I knew that my heart had at last found its haven  
the first time that I held your hand....

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The First Time


...for Juvie



Sounds will be sharper and keener,
and tastes have a fresh new appeal,
aromas will drift like the first breaths of spring
and all colours be vivid and real; 
each of my senses will shiver and shift
in the wind like the eddying sand,
and I knew that my heart had at last found its haven  
the first time that I held your hand.
...

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A prodigious flock of seagulls
float seemingly, effortlessly
on a winter frigid river
like miniature polar floes.
Their harsh wailing and squawking calls
are muffled by the roaring sound
of cascade from an old dam.
Their idiosyncratic moves
manifest aquatic prowess:
Their twirling, swirling, eddying
against the current as though fixed
to each molecule of water
until they rise from the surface
into winters late morning mist....

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Solitude, aloneness, quietude
Replenish the spirit
Calm the soul
Open mind's heart 
Spilling light into darkness
A milky puddling across time

Gather the wildflowers 
To your bosom
Join with kindred folk
Clasp hands
Listen to the echoes

What a mystery solitude 
Peopled with so many voices
Swirling and eddying they 
Reverberate and explode
Cracking open the quietude
Leaving each alone
In the midst of so much activity


KDK 2012, revised 2016...

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