Category: Poetry

Sanctuary

Our house holds all I loveYet The door is openFor there’s always roomFor more -one more, many moreLove knows no boundsLove is my sanctuary.My door is open.Every nightThe owls ask whoWho are youWho is homeWho is gone?Every morningThe doves cryCooing in mourningFor those who have goneThe afternoons bringLight casting long shadowsThrough the crystalsIn the heart

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Common Birds

There are no common birds. Each wing, every song, so singular and distinct. From my distant grounded sight In perfect view of every one Watching for colors or shadows as the cat wraps his tawny coat around my painful knees, he sees breakfast landing amongst the fullness of green summer trees. He lays his liquid

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Useless

Abandoned, along withWhat no longerFinds use, I fill my arkWhile the flood, angryAnd possessed,Picks up the dropped broomsAnd sweeps us all away.If I could take all my thingsI could fill up the seasWith picturesWith memories. These barrenThings cannot reproduce.They’re useless to you,So die with me.There’s another vesselMore expansive than mineOne stolen from the earthItself –

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