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Consequences

Because I have seen

such small glory as heaven found

Lit translucent in the wing of a dragonfly serene above the dark pond depths

Lit gold in the sunlit pelt of that one white cat still beneath the tree

Lit in Spring's faint skeleton of Winter's fallen leaf

Lit in the fractal eternity of each flake that floats snow down

and know the pain each angel hears

Held in a single seadr...

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The Wonder Tree

Maybe, the tallest tree holds the sky up
Like a tent above our heads.
Maybe the wide branches shelter us,
As we hide against its sides.
Maybe, the near eternal trunk supports us
As we innocents rest.
And the sunlight is more beautiful,
Streaming through its leafy hair.

I could be lifted high, and safely in its arms,
And wonder at the beauty of the world
As it swayed.
There, would be p...

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Good Things "Cum in 3s" (A poem of "self" discovery)

Focused on piercing eyes, light hazel abyss

I reached down earnestly past orbiting hips

Fingers parting engorged velvety lips

To find within a now aching, sensitive tip.

 

Writhing, squirming

Unprepared and panicked

Intensity unparalleled

Myself, I know not what to do with.

 

Tears, laughter

All consuming heat and fleeting chills

Dreams are becoming reality

A...

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Overwhelming Sky

The overwhelming sky enthralls me
Shows me its magic, fills me with glory
Layers of stratus, piles of towering cumulus
Cirrus lacing glazes overtop
Neon pink icy scribbling on an evening horizon
Fireworks sunsets, pale sleepy dawns
Reds, yellows, purples, greens overwrite the blue and black
Gauguin, Picasso, Rothko must have felt this
The Starry Night is truth, no wonder Vincent suffered s...

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Typical Day

Staring out of window

admiring nature’s awe

 

Picture full of perfection

sans single evident flaw

 

 Indolent tepid sunshine

 streaks daubed with gold

 

As if time has stood still

to treasure and behold

 

A lone cloud high above

seemingly gone astray

 

Wending its way towards

blurred horizon far away

 

The trees swaying gently

with gusts of ...

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