CONTEMPORARY POETRY

Longing

                  Longing A seagull dives and wheels along the shore,Adjusts its wings in calm and measured flight.Brief skiffs of rain paint shadows on the lake,A boy holds fast his wild and frenzied kite. I long to leave this place; soar with the gull, But something pulls me down and won’t let go.A distant...Read More »

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"And Night Illuminated the Night"

                  And Night Illuminated the Night I watch you holding one cut stem, three thorns, no blossom— night, a shade of red your teeth trace on my lips. Everything I touch and all I am is thirsting. When the rain falls it won’t ask who you are— a statue, or the blind man who...Read More »

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The Trouble with Poetry

                  The Trouble with Poetry: A Poem of Explanation The trouble with poetry, I realized as I walked along a beach one night — cold Florida sand under my bare feet, a show of stars in the sky — the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more...Read More »

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Sunflower

                    Sunflower  I stretch and stretch thirsting for light your love quickening, quivering through my veins. My seed glows gold with the passage of time beating for you my love half tempo rhythm and blues.   I open wide search for those last rays a memory of you embossed upon my heart.   Oh lord,...Read More »

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Touch me

                  Touch me We curl round each otherlike fragile fronds,safe in our womb of darkness. Feathered finger tipsexplore the surface of our skin,trace each worn trail gently,smoothing and moulding;we relax into wordless sleep. Somewhere in our dreamswe stir once more,a tendril of fear uncoilsin the darkness,threatens to divide us.  A whimper escapes my throat;you nuzzle...Read More »

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Man and wife

                              Man and wife We lay together underneath this tree.The willow branches shade our skin, so fair.We listen to the shrieks of youngsters, free,Unshackled from the burdens that we bear.It’s simple here to let our troubles ease.Relaxed, replete I watch you drift away,Enchanted by the shadows of the leaves,That dance upon your...Read More »

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Finding Comfort on the Back of a Horse

                Finding Comfort on the Back of a Horse There are timesWhen the vast emptinessOf the prairieReflects a hollownessI feel inside.When the soundOf the windEchoes in the vacantChambers of my heart.Finding Comfort on the Back of a Horse There have been timesWhen I have soughtSolitude,Longing for the gentle peaceOf the quiet land,But...Read More »

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A Besoin

                  A Besoin pour son existenceune aiguille a besoind’une veinele tonnerre a besoinde la foudreun artiste a besoinde la douleurpour son existenceles religieux ont besoindu doutele diable a besoind’un angele pécheur a besoind’un saintpour son existenceles poumons ont besoindu soufflej’ai besoinde ton amour     du volume “Roll the Dice” Glen Alexander   ...Read More »

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Words

                  Words We are so interconnected, not just you and I, but everyone in the world, that most of the time our words interfere with those connections. In our silence, we recognize one another, no matter where we live in time or space, no matter our personalities or cultures. In our words,...Read More »

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Games of Solitaire

              Games of Solitaire Amid the salmon and the apricot dipped in a bowl of midnight ink, Your tongue cuts to the quick spelling out the fable upon which you tell me I have set the table of my life’s journey: You speak of mysteries beckoning an audience with me but my dreams line games of solitaire between orange moons hung stealthily...Read More »

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