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Humans being one hundred strong
Raised the energy, an affirming throng
That night we agreed to bend the laws
next day we'd return to effect from cause
Yet I forget this lesson learned
On burning coals, no one was burned.
Despondency is truly tragic
We live and breathe and walk in magic.
Of fair floral fragrances
and these colours all around.
All of it’s encircling me;
by my senses I am bound.
Copyright - 2013 ©
ouvrez la cage
aux oiseaux



1.
boughs
extending wide
so wide
leaves
hanging all around
expansive over
quiet latticework
dappled vitality
fusing into
spurts of fine conversion
intense
loving arborescence


2.
attending to dirges
ingesting tedia
accepting indifference
yet
in stark contrast
heaven holds out
a handful of dream-dust
if we but chance
to reach
into *sacred reverie

dare to
escape
from land


3.
slide down
the arum's scape


..into you







S T,  24 June 2013
a lovely day to see answers in ....leaves

a lovely way to sift through ....and reconcile to thought of credence.

:)





sub-entry: 'exfoliate'

1.
exfoliation
a good friend
always welcome
shows new shoots
fine shedding of
valued depletes


2.
why battle to embrace it
when it happens every day?

fear not the flakes
proof of growth
of care
remnants sere
holds
no inadequacy

but offers
in turn
flux
much-needed
mulch
such kind humus


3.
fall dreamy over
the creamy tip
of the lily's dip
give over easy
slip in


4.
lustrous reds
copper peeling off
orange curling

latter offerings
not inattendu
never late

russet array:
intensified brunette palette
leaves
fall..
your thoughts are being passed along
at mail train speeds,
no pauses or restraints
no clauses or complaints,
all with a face that would make tear gas cry.
This is a present to you,
it's everything I want to say:

*stop wanting every moment to be music video magic
because it’s something you'll never achieve,
what you say isn’t MTV,
so go head-
disagree.
coffeeshoppoems.com
Poets, one and all,
Make your words sing,
Never fall, like a tower
Which babbles as it breaks,
Never loose vane admonitions,
Nor tear a tale of fancy, rather seek
A song of remembrances and revelry
So that others may share in such
Gifts as Gods are wont to make.
Eating ' Grass', achtung! was a serious business,
if you think I was a vegan gone mad, I wasn't
In one go I devoured his "Tin drum", oh! Oskar!
felt enchanted, loved Grass, looked for more,
finished "Cat and mouse" next, sought further,
then"Crab walk"ed through "Dog years", delighted!
with the wish list in front, I continued to
go for Grass, an eating spree unabated.
Now the hullabaloo over my love for Grass subdued.
who wouldn't see what
Guntar Grass in German,  was doing
to my voracious literary hunger.
Guntar Grass:(1927-  )  novelist, poet and Nobel  winning literary genius,
most celebrated writer in present day Germany.
 Jun 2013 Vijayalakshmi Harish
JL
The one flown too close to the sun
I watch the water on my wings crystalize
In the cold I am alone
Between the sea spray and the sun I am alone
Watching the suns ray's dance among the rainclouds
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