Threshold
Today speaks decay. /
Memory echoes the past. /
Threshold whispers, “Why?”
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Journeys
Sadness, hope, and smiles, /
journeys end as they began, /
sadness, hope, and smiles.
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Incantation
Fire of the sunlight, /
Lucifer Crocosmia. /
Incantation’s tongue.
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The Poseur
Believes the man of /
The Orange Order: My life /
Matters more than yours.
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Street seen
I wore shadows.
She wore light.
We met in the street.
The breeze played at painting us together.
The sun declined to stay.
For a moment,
As the light faded,
raindrops dappled, and the breeze whispered,
We were as one.
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Reaching
The blue of evening /
cradles the quiet moon’s rise. /
Silent flowers wave.
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Icarus
Icarus, soaring /
between the sunflower and /
the sun, hoping.
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Looking
Looking into space /
Searching for an answer. /
Can this human race /
Get beyond this cancer? /
Or is it “me in first place, /
Always and like a prancer”? /
Will this selfish attitude erase /
The noble side of the stance here? /
Will some alien race /
One day find we did not care? /
That it is only about OUR space /
With no desire to share? /
I watch this selfish prancing /
And try only to observe. /
This deep and destructive dancing /
Could be the end of the human herd. /
If someday out in space /
Mankind should be among the stars /
It will be because this race /
First escaped its niggardly bars. /
The world will only see us nobly /
If at first we are. /
Then we can go forth boldly /
And reach beyond the stars.
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Thunderhead
Thunderhead in the sky /
I watch you blithely float by. /
Why no rain? Say why.
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Mother
Your garden whispers /
your name, unfolds your beauty /
in each bright petal.
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