The day's end.
Heavenly,
even now,
evenly
nearing the
dusky vow.
A birdsong
lingers a
little more.
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The day's end.
Heavenly,
even now,
evenly
nearing the
dusky vow.
A birdsong
lingers a
little more.
Original painting available at https://xxyxxy.com
What is
this intrusion
into your peaceful thoughts?
An unexpected, unwelcome
klaxon!
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Have always loved this poem
“I was struck by lightning.
The strangest thing
Wasn't the flash of my hair
Catching on fire,
But the way people pretended
Nothing had happened.”
~David Orr #poetry
You come visit me,
hang over me like the moon,
your light a blessing.
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Late
at night
a lamplight
for their studies
of that which defies,
well, all you've ever known.
Are they a cloister or cult?
It's impossible to tell, since
no one has ever really seen them.
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There's a mouth
that will devour you.
It's somewhere
around here.
It gawps, like a patient dog,
anytime you're near.
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I wrap up my life
I had with you
wrap my arms around
what I know true
wrap my legs around
you nevermore
wrap in mourning lace
my tender core