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The Boat Ride

The boat tilts back and leaves a wake-
Our minds crumbs scatter across blue shape.

The soothing smell of camphor fades-
As water churns with twirling blades.

It is then that dreams come out to roam-
The spirit undresses in sure white foam.

We feel this movement and sense the light;
As we are devoured in different flight.

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Rain Dance

Sitting on the couches ;
in the dark shadows.

Listening to the nights electrifying
 arc, light up the heavens.

Winds,rustling song;
blows through the leaves.

Frogs quiet anticipation;
the impending precpitation.

The inevitable dance
of nature ,that follows.

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The Shout

They stood there like ghosts
these apparitions.

 Survival was attrition-
 Eyes, like big black holes.

Slowly ,barefoot , moved 
these emaciated Poles.

The one in front ,raised his hand
and pointed to that heap of sand.

Skin hung on his frame;
who was to carry this evil shame?

He let out a guttural shriek! 
This shrouded and tormented freak.

Had bid farewell to his next of kin-
through the stacks this dreadful sin.

With feeble walk he made the gate;
aware that  they had not sealed his fate.

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Theives of Time

Gitanella the spanish dancer-
 Twirls to the beat.
With the shuffling feet;
The head poised proud.

Her back in a wonderful arch-
Twirls to the beat
In her bright floral frock;
With a rose in her hair.

The flow of her hands-
As the castanets chatter.
But inside her being;
Her life will but shatter.

This dance of death -
The thieves of time.
Dancing through her breast;
Slowly to the res.

Then faster they move- 
Till they all remove. 
And all you will hear; 
Is her echo i fear.

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If

If i think of you;

Dreams of Pixies feeding me figs.

If i touch you;

Mermaids in the deep breathing of you,
Bolts from heaven and Persephone too.

If i miss you;

Days without light-
World without butterflies,
A soul on a rudderless voyage.

If i love you;  

Slow melting chocolate- 
A fountain of soothing joy.
Ruby red wine and a touch of thyme.
Heavens a sonnet and hell is a rhyme.

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The Fallen

The sun hung low
over the valleys girth,
ready to enter 
the bosom of the earth.

Dust rose up
into the blood red sky,
a line of horses
moved as if to fly.

At the end of the forest
they hastily turned,
towards the enemy 
as they firmed.

Then at a gallop
they approached,
man and horse
lives to be poached.

Swords glinted as they
were sharply raised,
towards the enemy 
they came unfazed.

With a sickening thud 
they fell in the mud,
as they were mowed
and death was sowed.

Horses and me just
floundered about,
some did scream 
and others did shout.

Crimson breath bubbled
as they lay huddled,
horsemen now rested
for they had been tested.

Medics attended 
as others commended,
at a charge that was 
supposedly splendid.

Horsemen stood before 
their wounded steeds,
and put an end 
to their heroic deeds.

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Dearest Heart

Do not look for me out on a plain;
For sure as life it will not rain.

Do not look for me far a yonder; 
For there i shall not ponder.

Do not look for me up in the skies;
there all but my spirit flies.

Do not look for me in hell bent fire;
For at peace i am with your desire.

Do not look for me on moss laden bark;
As i am not with the ferret or the lark-

But deep inside your dearest heart.

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Birds

Remember when we were young- 
Like Quails on the wing.

Darting smarting all so refined-
We chased rainbows to the end.

Little did we know they lied-
A life forever was implied.

Our eyes now mirror the uncharted-
Melancholy we are for the departed.

We now sit huddled around tables
and reminisce ;

Like awkward Hadedas in lamentable bliss.

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Aphrodite

Ti's with the ancients that i dwell,
Across the ocean and a swell.

Ti's the place that i was born,
A place a mother that i mourn.

Ti's from the ocean she came,
Life of a goddess she did frame.

A place of merry and of vine,
Please bequeath me this divine!

In the heavens she did rule,
And many a mortal did she fuel.

Now in the waves and breaks i scan,
To see her beauty as a man.

Will the day and tide come for me; 
To see her walk out of the sea?

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The Robin

I rose this morning to the rays of the sun
Slowly i walked;i did not run.

As i pushed the patio door ajar
There was a Robin;not too far.

It's then that i heard its melancholy trill;
This my heart with joy did fill.

Smiling,flicking its nimble tail,
Over the wet and glistening shale.

Like autumn leads to winter,
And day follows night-


It is always in site;
So plumed and so bright!