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My Season

Autumn is my favorite seasonCalm and sadSubdued like the day I was bornSilence overshadowed the smallApartment in the modern hive,Bees leave early for their honeyQueen bees stay behind toGive birth in a shower thatNever started that dayMother was standing andI … Continue reading

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Wondering souls

In the darkness ofYesterday wonder the souls goneFlowers grow on the cliffs. January 23, 2021

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Pebbles

Small feet run over thePebbles scattered across the oceanCoast line draws the line. Between life and deathPebbles hold the names, the soulsSalty waters and dry lands. Tears on the cheeks gonePebbles scattered memories Small feet run the line. January 21, … Continue reading

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Simple thought

Keep it simple Keep it short My diary reminds me in vainWriting over the riverInk drips over the linesMy handwriting tells the truthMadness into the cavity of thoughtsSits silently except For my pen’s screeching on crisp paper Keep it simple … Continue reading

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A ballad of a lonely raindrop!

This poem is an experimentation with Haiku and Tanka forms. It is also a reflection on the year of the pandemic as the year draws closer to its end. A storm passed? Let’s hope. … Lonely raindrop left An angry … Continue reading

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Celerity

Celerity The word of the day … Celerity The word of the ages … Celerity Is today’s word … With celerity The unseen visitor makes It’s calls on houses Unsuspecting Innocents Rides in Its waves … With celerity The unseen … Continue reading

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Origins Haiku-2

From the wet darkness Withdraws shivering life Shadows hunt it. … November 28, 2020

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Origins Haiku-1

In the wet darkness Enters alone, deposits Life in the shadows. … November 28, 2020

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The Master’s boy

The Master draws a rose The words on the boy’s red lips Rest blood line, his, ceased. … November 25, 2020

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Ray of pain

A singular ray penetrates My skin through a nano sized hole Into the depth of my unknown Is there a soul Is there an essence Is there me? A singular ray penetrates My skin through a nano sized hole And … Continue reading

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