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R*i*s*e*r
bruise
deforest ideals
with a blow
sacred shrines
aflame
with dusk fires
have we forgotten
is our end
shattered
hold your hand
before the gleam
the halo
the star
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Comments
ida
Tue, 2013-05-21 20:25
agni ghat
pyre's smoke curls
halo shaped
eyes reflect heat
gods rejoice at
the offering
consumed
this is simply a lovely poem thankyou
Esker
Sat, 2013-05-25 12:26
Ganges
who cannot sit against the bank of any river and not feel humbled
we are helpless in a current great
we are infants swimming
in the humblest beginnings
Never Tame
our wild creation
how I love my rivers
sitting quiet
near their waters
clear
muddy
tannin stained from the
great bowl of swamp and meadow
redwing cry
I have come to remember your writing
your notations
bathe in the history of Clinique
I still have my Siouxsie Sioux cd
out of all it remains
I listen to it
every
night
waiting
for
every
dream
and
when I walk alone
to the edges
of the dark
waters
in the woods
to wait for dusk
I dream
Thank You Ida!