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Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

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Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

Toreinss Pinwinkel III

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A blackbird’s flight through endless night
I gaze through window panes of light
  At places I have never seen
  Beyond my primal tidal dream

  To sail the ship of light untouched
   To feel it’s beauty in the rough
    An uncut diamond unretouched
    That out survives forever

    I walk my trail beside the dawn
     To know the joy of what is gone
     With the feeling that before to long
      I’ll find the place I know in song

      A blackbirds flight through endless night
      I gaze through window panes of light
     At places I have never seen
     Beyond my primal tidal dream

      To sail the ship of light untouched
       To feel it’s beauty in the rough
       An uncut diamond unretouched
       That out survives forever

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

inspired

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

Emily B

inspired

for weeks and months after
john passed from this world
i told anyone who would listen
that my words ran away when he did

but that wasn't really true,
was it?

wandering back through my poetry
from beginning to end
i notice that inspired
tends always
to come from conversation

my poems all have faces
and voices
and i had closed those gates
long before john flew away

the one i loved
felt that inspiration shared
was a betrayal

he didn't want to share
my passion

and even after
he went away
i kept those gates closed

it is time to see
if i can still fly

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

you

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

Emily B

you

you always know
don't you?

you sense my cycle
you feel it in the deepest
part of your maleness

even when we don't talk
even when you haven't
touched me in months
and years

my blood sets
your soul on fire
still

you always know

i know it too

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

Wind that leaves me cold

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

r

Wind that leaves me cold

Someday I will leave
the cold sea

Leave its dark quiet wake
like all the long nights
I've forgotten

I will go sleep
on the soft shoulder
of the mountains

Watch her hands
cupping the moon

Somewhere west
of these frozen sad dunes

Say goodbye to the cry of the gull
and the bluewater wind I love

that leaves me feeling so cold.

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

r e m i n d e r:

Feb 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

chris

r e m i n d e r:

before you **** yourself,
just remember
that there are
places you have not been
and things you have not seen.
and poems to awe
art to draw
fields to walk through,
people to talk to,
music to take in,
games to win,
and books to be read.

so why,
oh why
do you wish
to be dead?

it's your life
but the people
around you
get hurt too.

#thankyou

Jan 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

over coffee and key lime.

Jan 2016 Margaret Ann Waddicor

kaitlyn-marie

over coffee and key lime.

my aunt told me that the good thing about pain
is that you can remember it after it's gone,
but you can never recreate the feeling.
I think this is why I kept going back for more.