Imagination Sijo Poems

Wars within and without with unimaginable ends.
My imagination crawls through the network of tunnels.
Minor hostages bound to their mother’s terrified heart.
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When December comes, I shall be lying on a tropical beach
Watching laden freighters traverse the warm Gulf stream waterway
I know hundreds will be reading my...

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As night defeats the day, your guitar I hear strumming softly ;
     Could it be true, angels descend from heaven to...

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I desire to become a fridge, to freeze all sweet warm kisses. 
Often release the treasure, and quiver again with pleasure..
With my conceited paramour,dreading his...

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Imagination fills my soul with her own sweet purity
Dashing and crashing through and ahead of every other thought
Taking me sweet hostage while I pretend to...

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Muse imagination fires; another night’s sleep, lost.

Carpal tunnel initiated; muse pours herself through.

Flood of her dreams; my heart’s delighted by her flamboyant artwork. 

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Set free your Creative Muse to soar swiftly Heavenward

  Naysayers will challenge you, thinking you lack Imagination

   --Leave them slack-jawed, gaping, your...

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An evening kiss blown on furtive clouds will reach the distant sea
to thank my faithful sweetheart to have kept that timeless promise,
and certainly before stars...

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Another scented kiss blown on pink clouds that reach a distant sea
is to thank both Nature and sweetheart for keeping their promise
to allow me to...

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Flying high, touching the hues, of daylight end, heavenly peace,

Moving sand, writing with heart, and hang onto, see waves erase,

Am I real, imagination, Picture perfect,...

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Why?
Why didn’t you tell me?
Why didn’t you tell me you felt that way?
I could’ve helped.
I could’ve done something.
I could’ve done something to help prevent you...

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I can see the dark and restless evening shadows flowing.
Stopping to grasp the reality of bewilderment in sight,
I close my eyes..and behold the wonder of...

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Sitting on the classy living room, pungent fragrance fills the lungs
Wealthy life apparent from the pleasant views which displayed
Living like a royalty these people walking on...

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How could you distinguish between a tear of joy and sorrow~~

blank page of a diary with dry teardrops asked me this question,

the answer was not...

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As your sweet gentle lips press ever softly against mine,
in poetic harmony we move without any sense of time,
reuniting our souls, a deep passion we...

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