Soemtimes they spark my Muse, touch my heart, or simply deserve a word or two
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remember her legacy and reason for being
in debt to her dearest design by hand of God51 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 13 8:09 AM 2007. In Spiritual -
it unfurls from the end of her dream
and is kissed with Grace as a stamp.25 lines, 9 comments, on Apr 7 12:27 AM 2006. In Love -
remember her legacy and reason for being
in debt to her dearest design by hand of God51 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 13 8:09 AM 2007. In Spiritual -
She is my Night Hope,
I open the curtains to my heart for.27 lines, 26 comments, on May 16 11:17 PM 2006. In Hope -
Question the questioning fervor and a fever attached to the brain
by a length of string of words and phrases, simply swooping across71 lines, 3 comments, on May 16 11:57 PM 2006. In Contemporary -
Listen, sister, the moon, our sister
Smiles at us in our turning to tune23 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 6 9:33 PM 2006. In Spiritual -
For my friend who inspires me, who knows the sweet call of the wolves, who honors his knowing and my people by encouraging me.35 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 17 9:28 PM 2006. In Spiritual
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for Celticmoon who knew48 lines, 7 comments, on Oct 14 2:45 PM 2006. In Hope
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If love is you; you are Love.
27 lines, 18 comments, on Nov 8 5:50 PM 2006. In Love
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sailing on double-dream
shewolfnative35 lines, 10 comments, on Nov 25 7:26 AM 2006
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even gods get desperate
to be seen and heard, felt and tasted
110 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 5 12:04 AM 2007. In spiritual
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as swiftly as it came, it will bend to breath
of God that wishes for their to be sunlight
in her hair and home and heart. -
She sighs in her sleep
swimming through dreams34 lines, 22 comments, on Apr 23 5:12 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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Pressed by pulse and push of life’s / evocative stretch of heart,22 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 25 6:55 AM 2007. In Friendship
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there is something to a man
who can pound posts80 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 22 6:39 PM 2007. In Friendship
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We poets hearts bent low over passion spill soulful inkings to resurrect our faith50 lines, 3 comments, on May 14 6:39 AM 2007. In Society
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You take clay, knead it, add enough tears, stir, touch, taste, love to life and you have Woman ~ a good woman!57 lines, 13 comments, on May 19 7:58 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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18 lines, 12 comments, on Aug 14 1:15 PM 2007. In Friendship
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36 lines, 4 comments, on Aug 14 8:43 PM 2007. In Friendship
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He patted the cupped sharp bone of his knee
under faded blue denim and seemed startled70 lines, 15 comments, on Feb 9 12:40 PM 2007
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guitar man, strum me. I am music in your choir
you could never be Just Rob to me42 lines, 10 comments, on Feb 15 8:08 PM 2007. In Friendship -
18 lines, 9 comments, on Feb 16 10:00 PM 2007. In Sad
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I place a freeze-dried
seed that will sprout
crocuses before all else27 lines, 4 comments, on Feb 21 7:29 AM 2007. In Sad
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You are my sure sign of surrender to fate.15 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 2 8:59 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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32 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 6 8:28 PM 2007. In friendship
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With race of blood and bleed of spin
I am a craver and a carver of earth25 lines, 17 comments, on Aug 23 8:01 PM 2007. In Friendship
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Look, friend, we have collected poems, like half a pack of rats
who have dropped ideas, like bits of cheese25 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 20 5:58 PM 2007. In Friendship -
ah, what might I have become
without my moment's notice,76 lines, on Apr 21 7:56 PM 2007. In Friendship
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Falling-sudden dusk has sent Man out
to reach for what they have not touched,43 lines, 15 comments, on Sep 2 5:01 PM 2007. In Personal -
He knows fish and women fling themselves
up and over stones to where darkness leads them13 lines, 35 comments, on Sep 2 7:12 PM 2007. In Friendship
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David standing on rock, provided for,
but plagued by gnats of grievances,45 lines, 11 comments, on Sep 1 2:02 PM 2007. In Personal -
There is no argument about what air is and what it is not.
Geese, slanting off into alphabet essence and absence, -
You have beaten your head against a wall of waves
that tried to push you away or draw you in -
Hum, strum of wrung Sages
waiting to molt their childhood play -
This is a man who cuts wood, lays hearths,
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I have a pen friend of kisiskaciwan: swift flowing water,
where sunlight and sundown are known by tractors pulling31 lines, 13 comments, on Sep 2 10:35 PM 2007
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Poetry is my feast, my famine, and my feeble attempt
to give back, to the Universe, my art as appreciation33 lines, 8 comments, on Sep 6 8:24 PM 2007 -
In secret world of silky webs
lies iron strength, -
speak heart words
soul phrases43 lines, 14 comments, on Sep 22 3:01 PM 2007 -
What mystery dumped us
in midlife of our imagination55 lines, 48 comments, on Sep 24 2:03 PM 2007 -
Women are complex, men have avowed,
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I have hurt myself on his words.
God, I am so thin-skinned, so damned wounded,64 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 6 10:32 AM 2007. In Life
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She unfurls in dawn’s hint
like dry dream waiting for daylight17 lines, 13 comments, on Oct 8 9:28 AM 2007
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Dear heart of mine, with whom I’ve danced
with words that rose from ancient pots,34 lines, 10 comments, on Oct 8 2:19 PM 2007. In Friendship
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Your words touch wildness to me;
holy hem of my garment-like poems35 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 21 6:38 PM 2007
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your voice is filled with woods; with bushes and trees,
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Look, Reader, here is something sweet to swallow,
something to clench your teeth to, something to swallow32 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 27 12:54 PM 2007
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Limbed trees stand out sharply against the starkness of gray sky,44 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 28 10:13 AM 2007
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Even those who think they can follow you
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Finely tuned, awl-sharp, senses
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Dear B, It is a gray here, but then, you remember me walking in rain, on days such as this. It is only there that I feel a kind of quiet comfort for not having your hand in mine while we spoke of our dreams and22 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 24 7:56 AM 2007. In Personal
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If you have not lived in mountains’ shadows,
nor cupped the piney breath of forest,35 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 13 1:41 PM 2007. In Society
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Whose soul has not been stirred
by flicker of her words -
I will hold it safe for you until you can rise
and take it and pin it on your breast;
a hero’s badge, honorable woman that you are. -
She Dances In The Rain
rocking, waving her arms in the moonlight36 lines, 12 comments, on Dec 20 6:51 PM 2006
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rest well, beneath the cover of kinship,
beneath care of friendship,37 lines, 6 comments, on Jan 4 10:15 AM 2007. In Friendship -
There is gathering in the glen,
a swarm over the blossoms,29 lines, 13 comments, on Jan 4 11:36 PM 2007. In Friendship
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I will be the witch who watches the pot.
You be the step-mother who forgives herself.
And, you, brother, can be the reason we purr.35 lines, 11 comments, on Jan 13 7:27 PM 2007. In Society
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But, I should discuss the rain. Rain that falls
in full sunlight, they say are angel tears of happiness51 lines, 10 comments, on Jan 17 8:47 PM 2007. In Hope
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Out of sorrow are we born
to such peace as foreign star -
I wrap myself in your barky words, bruise myself
on stumble over rooty grab,15 lines, 56 comments, on Dec 10 7:26 PM 2007. In Friendship -
the reason I kneel, arms in slush up to my raw wrists,
to save them from a warming that may come too quickly.21 lines, 9 comments, on Jan 19 1:06 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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Silent Seer, open wide as night-half world,10 lines, 8 comments, on Feb 12 11:25 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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my connection with earth, sky, sun and river smacking
clay lips while it uncovered buffalo bones.19 lines, 3 comments, on Feb 12 12:24 PM 2007. In Personal
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bringer of Spring closed cold crypt
over this long latitude of mine28 lines, 8 comments, on Feb 13 4:08 PM 2007. In Sad
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Wayfarer who wears a mourning coat
because you carry grief,23 lines, 6 comments, on Feb 13 11:09 PM 2007
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Cast down your reason for language
that presided over dead voices25 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 15 11:01 AM 2007. In Society
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I have shelves of books, yellowing and waiting
for another place to be, yet, there are more poems30 lines, 14 comments, on Jan 3 3:48 PM. In Creativity
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She is, perhaps, rough-barked,
dryly left on soil to succumb48 lines, 9 comments, on Jan 4 9:55 AM. In Society
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Lord she was an angry woman, fire flash of eyes and hair35 lines, 6 comments, on Jun 2 11:22 AM. In Society
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I.
a woman, peering through shroud61 lines, 15 comments, on Jun 6 1:07 PM. In Friendship
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I.
He wears not armor, pounded metal,48 lines, 6 comments, on May 29 8:55 AM
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I know a Kaibab where Paiutes pummeled ground
with their paints, soft soled ponies with hand of warrior
44 lines, 13 comments, on Aug 5 7:59 AM. In Personal
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Just a wisp of a woman, hovering, like bird,
over life, and leavings, and knows when to linger25 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 5 10:32 AM. In Friendship
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Here is a moment of phrase and pause
to know you are not static51 lines, 13 comments, on Aug 6 10:13 PM. In Life
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One does not need mouth to know words,
nor ears to hear sound you can describe,32 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 12 6:56 PM. In friendship
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