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S E D I M E N T
your warm gaze
and chartreuse set
this light that billows light
A laughter that scatters and pink
sea stars adorn the wave break
this tide that swells
this water hides
For cheery days that were upon the very
we of us
thatched roofs of sediment sunshine
and rust
like teary tangerine tears to kiss
and feel the wind tug amongst our
amulets on leather leads
that tempo swayed
in lovemakers dreams
now yea lay me down to rest
beneath the holy waters missed
my bones too weary in the mists
to break this spell of winters
grist
(and peat fires murmur in the
furnace bed and your hot kettle
hisses..)
search for me in your dune grass
repose
the stern winds that sweep against
your pose
I will be your whitecaps waving
like sailor souls
for mermaid shoals
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Comments
Esker
Fri, 2012-03-16 23:18
Turn the starter and engage the motor
Austin Cambridge the ragged sea clouds on the motorways reflection
the sheen drive away drive towards
loved
Sat, 2012-03-17 00:15
This piece conveys the indelible fact that sailors have at each
port a gal
and then they move on
leaving indelible links
behind is it so>???
the stern winds that sweep against
your pose
I will be your whitecaps waving
like sailor souls
for mermaid shoals
loved
Nordic cloud
Sat, 2012-03-17 10:15
Under Milkwood-ish this, we
Under Milkwood-ish this, we feel, we see, we ride along
dipping and diving through the waters of the road
glimpsing places on the way, our belts flying and flapping
the smell of peat calling us to coffee.
I'll take one with you beside the marshes,
but I leave you to your gal.
Ann
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
Esker
Sun, 2012-03-18 02:08
Jinx sense the calamity smile
come sit
and take the bean broth
we are mountians
climbing plains
to settle shadows
and throw sun flames
at dusk
our age has wandered
salting rising ridges with
black spruce and calling
elk
sipping this
and feeling the
placated self
Thank Y ou
Nordic cloud
Sun, 2012-03-18 15:38
I LOVE this
I LOVE this
somehing in the mixture of sentiments
and have beans,
sprucing my mind
with black coffee beside the mountains,
salt rising flame cast...super.
BIG SMILE of contentment.
Nordic cloud.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
pleiades
Wed, 2012-03-21 01:39
w...
w...
i did not merely read this...i DEVOURED it
am just leaving wong's, so have no time to comment, but
i will come back to this
oh yes...i will come back
p