Places Waters Poems

Sun-kissed stones, where shadows play,
Whisper secrets of a bygone day.
Grand Canal, in sapphire dressed,
Reflects the love within ones heart.

Gondolas glide, like whispered sighs,
Through water streets,...

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Truth Matters

Deplorable. 
That is what I am. 
That is okay with me. 
I work hard, 
Have a family. 
I support my wife, 
and my own...

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White cap flow glints down a bend
trees green leaves on ground all blend
peace of place I find with these
nice day in wood I will spend.


3-10-2020
Let...

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the sound of approaching horsemen
thunders in the dry spaces of my mind
they are so loud i cannot stand it
deep waters run swift
and the thoughts that...

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There is no ‘you’ or ‘I’
Except that you choose
to call the fat clouds a name
and make them feel like overlords upon the others.

And, there is...

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It splits the river into
Parenthesis enclosed year round
Rocky terrain clothed in trees
River isle you please
Spring time dresses you in white
In summer clothed in pine green
Fall's...

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Deep the pond
sweet the water,
Tranquilly placid
nestled in safe abode,
Nourished by tears of yester-years.

Vast the spaces
of times immemorial,
Condensed to serve
in segmented places,
Striving and continually
seeking the birthing...

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I feel the little ripples as they wash between my toes
Rushing up to greet me, then out again it goes
Teasing with its cool caress before...

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I live in a state shaped by glaciers long ago
In the middle of the heat, we want it to snow
The breadwinner of many homes is...

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Soft tinkle of the stream

Took me from my doze

I cupped the precious water

Drank deeply

In its’ midst

I spied a gleam

 

Silvery stars

Shimmered below the waters’ surface

Such...

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Take me to Crete,
or take me to Rhodes
Please Mediterranean 
me in my soul
Salt me in waters
which lapped at the feet
of every sentinel
army's defeat
Blue me in...

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It is across the still water’s discern,
That vision dreams the field unseen,
And hazy windows lamplight burn,
Yellow squares through snowing screen,
Behind which well-thumbed pages turn.

	In the...

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