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Midnight Garden Soft Steps still echo off cobblestone streetsMidnight Garden by ~frazzled-mage
As I retrace night-shadowed paths that were
So long forgotten my hesistant feet
Have faltered,my eyes distracted by blurs
These faded mem'ries flit as fireflies
One moment blinking bright next utter dark
Refocused yet again I seek the vines
That have overgrown the gate to this park.
A single shaft of moonlight frames the Rose
I know like Moses to remove my shoes
On hallowed ground, my soles bare, I approach
And place the bloom within never to lose
A sweeter flower was never gathered
From a more precious perfect garden.
Unspoken Element It startled meUnspoken Element by ~frazzled-mage
To hear you speak them outloud
They are the thoughts that swirl around silently
filling the space between our words.
The water slipping through our gills
The air our wings frantically push against as we take flight
The dark damp soil our roots twist through seeking nourishment
The vast vaccuum of space providing distance between our two heavenly bodies.
The fish, birds, trees, and stars
Inherently know they could not exist
Without this unspoken element.
I would have been just as stunned to hear it from them.
I Heard from Ephesus Today You askI Heard from Ephesus Today by ~frazzled-mage
The simplest of questions
And a series of 8mm memories
Flicker to life between my mind and my eyes
Flash-blind by each image and audio assault.
When the storm of reminiscence clears-
Sunlight dancing on liquid gems
Dripping from leaf edges into the creek
I read again the lines of Heraclitus
They call him The Obscure,
But words have never been clearer to me than his-
"No man ever steps in the same river twice,
for it is not the same river and he is not the same man."
Did you see me today? Did you see me today?Did you see me today? by ~frazzled-mage
Stamping my boots, clapping gloves
Breathing out frozen smoke
Did you see me today?
Miss-pump-miss-pump-miss-pump
Cuss-laugh-cuss-smile-cuss-mutter.
Did you see me today?
Four roosters in my right hand
One hot Winchester Model 12 Featherweight in the other.
Did you see me today?
laughing soul deep telling the tale taller each time
Over steaming potato and ham soup.
Did you see me today?
Because
I heard you
The swishing of the prairie grass
Against my brush pants.
I felt you
The sun warming
my wind-chapped cheeks.
I saw you
Soaring over me ever-watchful
Slipping the
Sta.sh
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There's always a better poem just out of reach
Words create situations [link]
Poet's Devmeet, August 12th Poetry Cafe, Covent Garden. For details :[link]