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Upon Attending a Reading at...THE POET drives his words, whip cords which tear into the shelter where my soul should rest. But like a finch lifting up from her nest my soul flitted off, ceding from home's care. Outside, a mallard swims in the chilled air, sifting through algae, circling the pond's chest, chasing an insect on a ripple's crest. She listens for the south winds, unaware of the rustling poet's spirit rising, finding its refuge in the room above. These two creators offer to impart a soothing balm on me. Each is singing. One, with his charged verse, opens me to love. The other plungesUpon Attending a Reading at...


Forgiveness SongWhat in the world are we doing on this dark red rock, on our own? Hasn't a guide been given to show us the road? One appeared a long time ago who led a straight and narrow path, and so all of us who prefer to wind have been passed.Forgiveness Song
What in the world are we doing
with all of our excess time?
We claim to have too little of it and yet I rarely use mine
upon anyone else's needs. I make constant offerings to greed: if I winded past a wounded dove I would probably allow it to bleed.
What in the world will I do when the world has u
| I joined DA in 2005. I don't like most of the changes that the site has made. I write prose, fiction and biography, as well as poetry. |
Artists who do not want to be criticized need not make art - for what is art but the artists' criticism of others?
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
It undermines any praise.
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
I'm bored.
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
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I am a poetry admin for =DailyLitDeviations.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
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Founder of =Inked-Page | Staff for *100ThemesChallenge, *ProsePlease | Lit Critic at *devCRIT
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
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