Tag: poem
group name: astrologers
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March 20, 2009 05:23 AM EDT --
Seven steps Down the stone and winding stair. Only seven. Push me there. Let me fall among dead leaves crushed sandy dirt, rough granite in a slow-motion fall, close-ups: ants crawl in a line up my neck . . .
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September 23, 2006 12:43 AM EDT --
libra's child
What is this "love" that pulls me to you?
A gauzy veil of hope, desire, imagination
woven with faery dust and good strong rope
irritating, clinging, anchoring and ringing . . .
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June 07, 2008 03:28 PM EDT --
On Being a Pisces
Flashing, glinting, thrashing,
beneath frothy cerulean blue --
two silvery fish draw and heave. . .
Each dragging the other,
To opposing . . .
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April 24, 2009 04:02 AM EDT --
A white owl brought me pieces of my soul
During the long dark night, this ritualistic winter descent of
the land of Fire and Ice, the land that's claimed me
into its' seasons, its times and . . .
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July 12, 2006 04:55 PM EDT --
Transformation
Transformation is not about butterflies
flitting about, capturing our awe.
It is the heart of pain
you cannot feel for me.
Searing cauterization,
what would be condemned
as unethical . . .
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June 27, 2006 09:38 PM EDT --
Star lit moon, a slip of meaning
sinking into the western skies
ancient runes and mystic gleenings
testing the waters, dotting the "I"s
it's not that I have the answers
or the questions
or . . .
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June 08, 2006 05:18 PM EDT --
Astronomy Lesson
Darkening into heavier compression
Molten heat compressing
Density increasing toward
event horizon.
Twilight
on the apocalyptic battlefield.
Inside the box
are we dying
or transforming? . . .
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June 21, 2006 04:30 AM EDT --
movin' into summer
wind into cloud formation
drifting into deep emotion
sun rise
blossoming into a
rhythmic peak
sending out, sending out, sending out
energy
reflecting in the summer skies
. . .
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June 14, 2006 01:54 PM EDT --
Sister Scorpio
Black as hate; white and bloodless
shrieking Fury
punishing Saint.
Your patient, erratic torture
has left me broken,
bleeding torrents of pain
unable to move
forward,
unable . . .
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March 10, 2007 10:38 PM EST --
Solid glow
Laughing red Moon
I could touch you
in the heart of my mind
your image a beacon.
So sweet the night
moving life into shadow
where the magics glow
serenely
gently
genteelly
moving shadow
into . . .
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November 30, 2007 04:31 PM EST --
Sentence by sentence the world wakes up
sentence by sentence the world was born
sentence by sentence I stay alive
sentence by sentence we all wake up
sentence by sentence
Give . . .
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March 10, 2009 06:30 AM EDT --
Hades Moon, Demeter’s Daughter
Unable to die, (no sharp instruments lie by)
When the moon is full and I have fallen, weak, upon my knees,
Painted upon myself Grief, orange, red, black, instead . . .
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November 30, 2007 04:36 PM EST --
Temptation and curiosity killed the cat.
I want a dog.
Cleptomania killed the doctor
the doctor, thick legged-in a shirt and tie.
the doctor with a folder full of papers, reports. . . .
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September 11, 2007 02:47 PM EDT --
the rain sharks, scatters, sharps and splatters
the rain tells me what to do
The rain is our disguise
our temptation and our prize
the rain is a telephone call
the rain is true
rendering just a few . . .
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October 26, 2008 09:10 PM EDT --
Gazing with envious eyes
and jealous dreams,
I wish to be
this one true thing.
That has no beginning
and will never end,
has already seen
and has already been. . . .
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September 03, 2007 11:13 AM EDT --
It's another blueish greenish peopleish personish tree
It's a greenish, blueish personish tree
It's a greenish blueish treeish person
It's a blueish greeinsh treeish thing, let's . . .
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August 01, 2008 11:46 AM EDT --
The positive impact of the fall is
that all is one and one is all
Tears and sentiment
dry up like cement
reverance becomes an inheritance
and tornadoes! they really do learn to dance
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September 15, 2007 06:38 PM EDT --
Paul and his drawl
Antonio and his didgeridoo
hoo hoo. hoo hoo.
Baltic rains and Celtic ruins
truth be told I;m not so old-
truth be held- I'm older than...
Trampoline time.
Journey . . .
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September 21, 2008 03:08 PM EDT --
As an ant I lept from the bedsheet to the top of the pillow, and what a feat.
As a crocodile, I swam from one shore to the other.
As a person, I lifted my right arm up to a cloud and pulled the cloud . . .
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