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Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
Near side.far side
Lacu..near yet far.moonshine.earthsine.
Starshine?

Apgean tide..far side a distant ride.

Libartions gentle undulations give greater meaning..
Rille,they tell the tale.
Moongrooves dug in deep like glacial incisions

Scarred but natures brush is pure perfection.

Mahr-a.y
Ancient,ocean
vast perfection in
relief.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
How do I know that she loves me ?
Well, she said she did.
I know.

She took the time to hear me.
My smallest joy held meaning.
I know. She showed me so.
Her heart.

Was uncluttered.
Even though...battered from before
How she was the way she was only god can know.

She told me she would have to go
The cancer told her so..
But until. Then held me.close.
Until the time to go.

I held her in my arms that night.
And there we parted ways.
She had to go.
She left her love.
Because she told me.so.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
All of gods children.
                                                    Wal­k by faith. Not by sight.

Blessed is the meek.  Love your enemy I know that sounds weak.
It is the context.                                   An eye for an eye. Doublespeak ?

I am learning to live and ÷ I live to learn.
Learn to forgive or you surely will burn.  I am a skeptic by trade
A realist by nature.

Deeper still
Deeper transcend.deeper.


The surface lies deeper and furthur below.

To err is human to transcend, devine.
So. Seek within . Conjure without.
Heal your heart with love.
Love. Deeper.
Feel.deeper.
Give. Deeper.
Cast your bread. Furthur and abide.

Deeper without and deeper inside.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
From a whisp
To menacing imp.
Jungle rot. Panic ****.
See how they run.

Granny told me tales that they told her
That they heard from the griot.

The duende. Walks with feet turned back.
Conceal his intentions.. a stalking moon.
A loon ? Oh no. Real to the night.
Blood red eyes pierces the soul.



Duende. Spirit. Beast.
Sprang from the bowels of hell...the stifled dreams
Of the children. Cowed by the dark.
One left to fend. One
Found the ark.
Ta ta duende.
Know who he is ?

Nightmare amalgam
Sum of all fears. Grandma ... scared dog **** outa me.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
Hell bent for leather.
A full gallop. Thundering ground
He cometh. With sword flashing.
                                                Bent low to the bridle.
                                                Comes the rider.
                                                A pale horse beneath.

One of the four
Famine,pestilence,death and destruction.
Nostrils flare blood red. Wild eyed and fierce.
Cometh a pale.horse.

Unerring. Uncaring
Cometh a pale horse.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
Dim lights
They burnish
The nestling day.
Round the bend
Sits
Days end
Crickets chime in
The symphony
Grows comforting
Natures
Lullaby.white noise.

Hello serenity.
Whisper in aud ib ly.
A quiet storm. (Thanks Smokey)

Melodious smoke.it closes my eyes
Like a dubious sandman?

To sleep.perchance
To dream.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2013
She is .
She is. Beautifulll
Beautiful. She is.

This question bears an answer.
If the eyes are the windows..then
Pray tell..
What are the hands.

Or the orifice that says this to that.
Parts to smile..
Pouts to. Petulence.
Smiles.

But.. wait.
The peripheral hands.
They speak.implore. revel.
Demand.

But softly. They bear witness.
Carry hidden charm.
Fingers ornate.
Slender wrist
                         A testament to fluidity.
                        A cultural roadsign.
Ornate. Or bare.
Ornate in essence.
Ornate in message.
                              The messenger.healer.
                              Soother. Holder.
Ornate is the woman
Preceeding.and warm.
No small feat.
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