Tag Archives: Beauty

Flowers Open Up

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Dance with the Sun

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Explode

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My Angel

MY ANGEL At the effective center of the universeYou standAnd spread your arms All kinds of alarms should go offTo see an angel open its wingsBut the voice of beautySilences all things This is what it meansTo be innocent In … Continue reading

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The Loom of Spring

THE LOOM OF SPRING You weave the hands Of the trees through My hair Flowers Leaves Every beautiful thing The wind retrieves To blow there I know myself In your shadow I see Myself in the open Eyes of the … Continue reading

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How Beautiful

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You Handed Me A Flower

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Night’s Dominion

Night’s Dominion   The sky turns hazel over the desert Insulting the day with green bruises The rocks are pink above gray And a single hawk cruises overhead Watching the sun sink As if it had over stayed its welcome … Continue reading

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Tiny

Tiny   Your skin took the sun And kept it Warm as the air Before a summer storm   Your hair held the deep shining Night   Your eyes Full of thoughts To carry usthrough And into surprise   Your … Continue reading

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Old Boxes

Old Boxes   I found an empty box of Good & Plenty In a Fancy-Dan carton Of oddnesses kept For some reason long forgotten In a place we had overslept And for people We have long since swept or wept … Continue reading

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