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 Dec 2019 Cinzia
L B
https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Swainsons_Thrush/
There are no words that rightfully capture this. Not even human poetry....
Too much order is the infrastructure of disaster.
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
John Niederbuhl
Up here, Thanksgiving
Is the day between late fall
And early winter
In the mountains
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
nivek
alone
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
nivek
the secret places-
solitude you seek

aloneness found
you are known.

watched from afar
a cradled star

cherished
loved.
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
Donall Dempsey
HIS WIFE TELLS HIM SHE LOVES HIM

She spoke
like a stone

thrown
into a pond

the ripples of her
((((((thought))))))

spreading all over
his mind

like words writ large
on the air

as if one could
pluck them from there.

Then, sealing it with a smile:
she retreated into silence

closing the door
of her voice

behind her.
***

I wanted to speak not just of the words said but more their effect on me and how they sank into my psyche and entered my unconsciousness and how they were greeted there by my mind....not just sound but the sense of the sound and how the words won me and owned me....how I was transformed by them and by the alchemy of her love made a better me than I could ever hope to be.
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
Keith Wilson
Book
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
Keith Wilson
I was reading this book
Was it an illusion?
I was drawn like a magnet;
I couldn not stop reading
I was bound to finish sometime
but
there was a problem
with the Quantum
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
nivek
face programmed
I see you
sailing the sky
dying
just being born
****** language
a poets tongue
singing to the wind.
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