Short Weavings Poems

I feel the fiber of our lives,
  the intertwining threads of our existence,
     like weavings on a loom,
       join together.
As if made of the other's own fabric,
  our life stories play in and out
             of 
                   each
                            other,
like repeated patterns,
interplayed between us....

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God have mercy on spiders
hanging in their webs
waiting for the moon

They seem condemned to loneliness 
to a long sleeping in between
How they sweeten our gardens
with their dew encrusted 
weavings, touching branches,
 framing spaces

And, when the orbed ones
have departed in the daylight
they are not dead, 
merely sleeping,
beneath the nearest leaf
waiting for the moon...

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dotherant's hardened mule

news of numbers and yearling's pew
ardvakians, mustering askance the dairy
frolic, adhere, nearer, when forward

finding in country
beliefs?
how have you been beaten?
never the please you say

smiteful river of dirt you burried?
startled priors, trampled by grass weavings
I shall share a terrain with newalking briarly today
in the moss groves of yourn I will a, wait...

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Sleeping sprawled with open mouth
like bears, in caves, in winter
Dreams cling to your lady bug lights
and rain back down in splinters
Splinters of thoughts carried away by the day
and absorbed into weavings of nights
Swirling around in your room at the sound 
of my footsteps ~ a luminous sight
Thick in the midst of your sweet mind's spring cleaning
True hibernation of youth
In the peace of your sleep, I watch over you, keep
all the dreams that you don't want to let loose......

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