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 Aug 2020 Shrika
Faron Hymn Yang
ink is the same color
as a certain canvas

when you look hard enough
you can almost see
the stars sprinkled in there
Nighttime approaches
Under fluorescent skies
Exploding in bursts of
Phosphorescent dynamite
Over open seas and tranquility
The tree of life soaking in the fragrant air
In anticipation of the morrow
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Veritia Venandi
Fallen stars on parched land...

Brought with them a piece of heaven...

The child in me ran to collect... in fragile hands...

To hang them in tender threads from the window...

So as to light up my heart upon a dark day!
Sometimes a sweet memory of the past is all you need to brighten up your dark day!
 Aug 2020 Shrika
John Destalo
she absorbs and emits

creates atmosphere
and odors

changes the world
at the micro level

we sense something
we cannot name

we feel needs
and desires

we move in
a frenzy

escaping
emerging

we dance and
transform
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Prevost
The Woods
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Prevost
Part I

This the divinity of wordless gods
Grasping the sun
Reaching into the earth
Braiding the two
in symphony
Each leaf, each fiber, each vine
Provide the score
The rays of sunlight the bow
That in the pause
Sing the beautiful music of silence....
This starts my series of poems titled "The Woods"
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lane O
Pale Moon
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lane O
oh moon, hanging high
glowing majestic, night sky
wax and wane, firefly
another moon haiku :)
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Heavy Hearted
One thing I can show you-
As if my love understands, or could do,
All of the things that the happy people knew,

The lessons we teach, are taught back to us too.

I won't know you again, right on by my side,
As my dreams whirlpool,  we're pulled under riptides
May I find, and then loose, you on this earthly ride-

May you glimpse my real pain, on this final bedside.
A collaborative
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