Category: Poetry
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Our Flower
Our Flower In this light Our flower is temporal. From seed, planted in wet earth, Potential to unfold. To bud, infant life Innocent to Time’s story. To bloom, the perfect burst of Its dance of life in Sun, our Beauty in its own rays Forgotten in decay, for Time in…
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What Do You Do?
What Do You Do? What do you do For a homeless soul, Flailing in the dissipating self, Swallowing night air, Gasping for breath as though Seized by swarms as they Emerge in their flight To cloud-capped ridges Of thunder slapping The weary heart Locked in despair? The Eye sees; The…
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This New Earth
This New Earth The summer harvest Has been reaped To feed our souls. The last bounty gone To the dust of leaves, Clinging to the mother branch Until the swirling breeze Seizes them for the ground To heal the soil, dried From August drought. One last fruit,…
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Oh, Child
A Oh, Child Oh, Child, How you hold your form. Soul of infant stars Ready to go nova. Bud of tree Rooting in familiar soil Infusing wisdom. Hatchling of hope, Fledging of wing, Seeking flight to All. Leaf, spring green, Uncurling for air With perfect fingers. Pure soul, Chaste stream,…
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Sleep Sit
Sleep Sit Fields of rice Beating sun heat Hands for hoes Dry dirt for shoes Meals over fires Water to haul On bent back In a land with no shade Bits of life Carved into the skin as Canyons and dried rivers Crossing each other or Stitches of the days…
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Betrayed!
Sometimes when you make foolish assumptions about the gifts you think you have but find they are fake, you just have to write a poem about betrayal.
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Pain, The Poet
I’ve been releasing a lot of old pain lately, so suddenly today I wondered what I would write about! Poetry is so healing. Is pain the poet?
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And Then There Was Light
Both Light and Shadow are needed to create and heal. This principle is the spiritual law of polarity. Out of destruction arises creation.
Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver 