Category: Poetry
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The following series of short poems is the progression of a particular metaphor from initial, nebulous meaning through vague intent, into clear association. It is included on this site more for education than for inspiration. Ejecta Color dry light, coal black of night, out again, no plan, try, bright letters unread, pretended distance, no, forced;…
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But the ocean drowns in its embrace, Each granted depth the more crushing. You dive deep, under wave, into current, Knowing you must breathe, Holding out ’til desperate, choking. Staying down because you love the flow. But I saw you breathe, saw you dance over the waves. You smiled my way as you flew free,…
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The elms of the lawn exist, surely, just for this moment; roots, trunk, branches, grown over decades only to dapple Ra’s gaze into golden fire in your hair, only to orchestrate the light and soft shadow which dances on your cheek, hips, neck. You stride strong back into my mind, and your recognizing smile slays…
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Let them eat cake: The common, coupling hordes; We dine on honeyed bread: Sweet and sustaining. Let them babble of summer days, and the latest vogue passion; We commune through rain, sun, and fall, Speaking of life, all. Let them beg of their gods, Cement their fragile union; We are our lords and servants, Self-blessed…