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Kornelia Birch Poem
He worships Her aroma
Velocitiy of depths
Tender tembre flame
Oval orchard
He knows
She has bled Life
healing each wound
of His yearning
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Kornelia Birch Poem
Most delicate
tragedy
Far from ravines
Sea knows me
Air scents
Lupines of love
grow in the half light
Unfolding their
sapphire wings
Learning to fly
again
pearlescent dew
anoints this dawn
I am waiting
for the refrain
of rain
spindles weave
axis of sky
around
gentle hills
breathing
in motion
reflecting
pearlescent
painted
ocean
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an image floating in ruby red
Vulcanic skies reflecting
this mesmerizing elixer
the aroma of your spirit
Crescent echo
hangs infinite
Blue
We are lapis lazuli
branches of the same tree
Wind grows her silken hair
around us
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Kornelia Birch Poem
I was reading a dead man`s newspaper
on the first train home
Through the ink I read his spirit
walking highways lost
His life lines were carved
into the space of my palms
His eyes were
tundras
of emptiness
as his heart sank
deeper
against my skin
He reminded me
of hope
He reminded me
of all things
human
Dead bird
floats the sea
Starts
to sing
in lethardic sunlight
This train has never left me since
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Kornelia Birch Poem
Eros has rattled my bones
waxing your spirit
through snakeskin
I travelled rotating moons
entering state of beloved
Sharing enticed journey
through eyelids closed
Venusian fossiles lived
between the space
of a heartbeat
Loins of Lotus opened
in waning silence
Perhaps, never
will we breathe
deeper than this
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Binding red ribbons
around silken syllables
Combing wisdom
from my eyelids
Stroking ashes
from my hair
psalms of our palms
sleeping in each pore
Meet me in death
Do not look
at my hands
Do not kiss
these opaque lips
They are
too old
to forgive
too young
to forget
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Kornelia Birch Poem
Hymn of owls
Symmetric opus
Hymn of owls
Traveling skies
the nebula of darkness
brought me here
As I lay in this mortal cascet
of sombre yearning
I journey through portals
my funeral fire, now burning
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Kornelia Birch Poem
Halo of hallowed air
rising from six strings
walk over my bridge
minstrel minaret
magnified maple
ovate oak
viral wings
open in harpischords
playing archangelic
a myriad
of elphins
dancing
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Kornelia Birch Poem
By the side of the Sea
She gives me glimpses
of distance lost
Of figures dancing
upon mirrors beyond time
Through thought
I am writing calliographic lines
that make the water glisten
in orbits of reflection
Two white swans answer
swimming closer towards me
At first glance they offer me
their compassion
One by one they lower
their ivory necks
One sips in fresh water
The other curls up
resting its head
upon it`s featheredness
From it`s crib
the swan
beholds me
It sails like a small
white boat
behind the other
This moment
(shared)
was meant
that way
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Before entering this world
we transform our soul
The gramophone
plays songs
of mutilated destination
midwife of Death
hatched her eggs
Breeding a dark
Questionairy of blankness
Lament to
Humanity
where art thou?
Does the corset suit you?
Can it show the shape of Love?
Do you read your own obituaries
remembering the scent
you bore?
Have you ever been
a child?
Remember the Sun
bears
stigma
of starlight
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