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poet writer
dust decipher

mirage miracles
at the horizon

the forum theorem

all the stars
are keys
on the bracelet of
the way
milled and milken
and torn

asunder we drive
we ride
awaiting our
glorious dawn

our creator
by factors
of random
carefully swept wings
tended hearts
in guarded gardens


Editing stage: 


this is one to read again, and see where one is taken.

Opening lines I connected with immediately:-

poet writer
dust decipher

mirage miracles
at the horizon


Rev Lenny

"Death" is nonsense: what is there to die?
"Life"? How could " life" "die"? That is a contradiction
in terms. Can "light" become "darkness"?
"Light" can only cease to be apparent

Wei Wu Wei

then buckowski and cohen
tons of nameless
cheap Toronto
poetry from books
stores mostly russian
into english
the flexible mind bending
and simplicity
of its abstract
and flow

the unique and
brutal way

we were a family of
dad hunted fished
hung out with his
crowd like my brother
and sisters
and I ran a small
small crowd

almost snobbish
im just a raw turnip
i met the polished

they are okay!


author comment

You are part of the whole
A sigh in the wind
a howl of the lone Wolf
The senses of the deer,
We are all parts of this
Feelings waver in their intensity
That footprint in the snow
The move of the ocean
Parts you can feel
Many poets find it hard to feel outside of their realm.
You have an ability to mingle with everything
Even the harsh sounds of a scream
Will be calmed in you thinking
I am glad that you are here with us
Many can cling to your words
Feel the footsteps of many lives
In ways not seen before.
I shall try in my writing
to bring my part of the whole
and maybe all will learn.
I sit naked in the house of my forefathers,
They give to me a touch of forever.
The dreams of tomorrow
and the now of my being,
to be wrapped in their love.
Your words are a sanctuary for a few
and a learning curve for many.
Take care young Wolf
Soon the days will become longer,
Then we can walk abroad in fresh pastures.
Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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