Category Archives: Poetry

Before dawn

December 18, 2013 By in Poetry Tags: , , , , , , 18 Comments

I’m pedaling

slowly

It’s a down time

face up floating

a sea of heart’s desire

directed,

as night caresses

and dreams open like books

dissolving their meaning

no longer rigid

 rising to the surface

for light and air

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Now deep in the hum of an extended writing project, I miss the relationship with my WordPress community. I wondered if I could keep up both directions in expression….the immediacy of day by day reflections and the task of organizing a larger body of work into a cohesive whole.

Still opening to deeper insight in the stillness of the night, nowadays after hours of the chaos of creative effort, I’ve decided to re-post some of the earlier poems, unedited. For me they are like talking with an old friend….calming, encouraging. Where am I today with these thoughts? Do they surface now with new meaning? I treasure the comments made and the friendships that have been nurtured with these seeds that were sown in this fertile ground.

A poetic dose

November 15, 2013 By in Poetry Tags: , , , , 17 Comments

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She made a tincture of his words

dissolved in fine brandy.

Timed exactly

as the cusp of the horizon

split day into night

She took one dose

delicately

Three drops under her tongue

with a twist

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Artist: Zhang Xiaogang

(I write my poems first and then have great fun finding a picture to enhance the poem visually. I fell in love with the expression in this painting by Zhang X., even though it’s probably a painting of a young boy.  The expression  is just perfect so I’m using artistic license. Look, it even has the twist! Click on Zhang X. above for further info on this brilliant, soulful artist )

Learning curves

November 11, 2013 By in Poetry Tags: , , , , 16 Comments

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The young girl, assessing the stylish posturing of her mother

critically ascertained its outward glow

as the wrappings on the package of a familiar androgyny

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The young girl, watching her father absently come and go

was held fast in his mystery.

Since he reappeared to participate in her deepest moments

it was heard as a message from god

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The young girl, never compromising her role as the eldest,

stealthily watched her brothers tangle in muscle

needing only to place her foot in the middle

to remind them this contest has many sides

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The woman, quite old now,

loves the glow of her sweat picking beans,

considers all men brothers,

and happily listens to the birds in the trees

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Under the radar

November 6, 2013 By in Poetry Tags: , , , , , , , , 14 Comments

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They softened or hardened

their intelligence

walking deftly

under the ladders

of hierarchy

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While circumnavigating

the solid grid of references

they wander barefoot

dancing Flamenco

The flight of their passion

entertaining the complexities

of insight

bright seeds

 planted in fecund dust

under the radar

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photo credit: Unknown

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Three

September 21, 2013 By in Poetry Tags: , , , , , , , , , , 17 Comments

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Doubt and Belief silently argue

as they sit upon a box

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Trust joins them

adding 3 wheels to the box

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giving mobility

to the debate

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everyone’s muscles still tense

when they pass Hope or Violence

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but they are now meandering

around the countryside

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looking for the exact spot

where their grief is buried

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photo credit: Unknown

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