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David Aug 2018
Anticipation of tornado giant
In atmosphere you summon thee
Giant swirling vacuum pleasure
Within the spiral you be gathered
One finger touch to ground in search
Slender Cyclops prison clutch
Smiling twister debris and dust
Runneth over chalice cup
Vortex echo funnel death
Greedy storm quickly spent
Choking theft of what you wrench
Watch you vanish greedy storm
Back to clouds in which you were formed
David Jul 2018
It is angel impact bullwhip vivid
Stampede fingers landscape obedient
Jail bust escape laughing run
Spillway thought stream fuzzy essence
UGG boot toe tubs and water stings
Earthquake tyrant Celsius fools
Pin lake petrol ice filled deserts
Spiky flames in outer space
Sculpture freak show withering exhibit
Fathom emergency breathe and ****
Nut shell gorillas invisibly cracked
Cow fed nirvana BBC
Shades of zero audio cauldron
Same vein madness virus mansion
Culinary horror infection procedures
Geyser rich nutrient pea-pod turmoil
David Jun 2018
In the evening I have heard her as she accompanies the breeze.
She lives an endless journey over earth, bush and sea.
The gift she brings is scented, it tells the story of her path.
Sometimes the smoke of fires or the coming of a storm or the crash of salty waves on some near to coastal shore.
It is her whisper that I long for as I lay upon my bed, the leaves rustle to her as she passes overhead.
David May 2018
Ice crystal image genuflection upon the ground
Frosted wind passes around you it speaks with a howling sound
Sleet smooths your surface your body of crystal mirrors portray your soul
Sun light captured within you speaks a language of answered prayers
Rainbow whispers of reassurance to this purity of soul, the woman who kneels upon the ground of freshly fallen snow.
David Apr 2018
In our hands timeless fossil long before
Ancient planet gift it shows
Bygone dimension along the shore
Shells they whisper to come speak with thee
Our shadow footprints stand before beckoning sea
Waves make their music with shifting sand
Timeless place wandering thoughts
Sculptures of what came before
David Mar 2018
You came to me like the phase of Venus through the sky.
Reaching out my hands finding yours follow embrace.
Revered beauty in motion as our bodies move in celestial rhyme.
In unison we are nature of earth and moon bringing forth tides.
Ebb and flow to our sense and reason, union to our emotional souls.

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