CONTEMPORARY POETRY
Posted on August 8, 2013 by magda
Harmony
Sound flies in like angels who dance through frequency haloes. Listen. Hear earth’s multi-facet song, haunting melodies I never heard before. A tutor for my feet, a ravisher for my ears, a lover for my heart.
Deep in the earth I sense vibration. nebulous ghost-notes...
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Posted on August 8, 2013 by magda
Guide me to your star
Guide me to your star Loving you is hard Can’t know how to be Can’t be other than me
Guide me to your star Lift me in my life Lift my heart to your level Tough, so tough to...
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Posted on August 7, 2013 by magda
Mad Tea Party Poetry I Hooray, hooray, today’s the day We welcome Magda back to play
She disappeared to exotic places to worlds we’d never shown our faces
Like an honest thief in the night She stole our poems for her delight
Did we protest – Oh No no no For Magda, anything,...
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Posted on August 5, 2013 by magda
I don’t shy away…
I don’t shy away from difficult topics in my poems, but there are so many sad poets stuck in their own heads that I now try to write myself out of my world worries, sadnesses and fears by directing my writing toward wonder and wondering instead. Mothers’...
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Posted on August 4, 2013 by magda
Hidden Places
Sintered words and pleasant places bide In every secret desire Over the shadows of our solemn times Before the word became this fire.
Hidden places have burdened once with hope Another patient toil to bide me through the wait No hope...
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Posted on August 3, 2013 by magda
Pentantekut
‘Settlers’ came and took the name And gave it one of their own They all call it Tibble’s Lake now As if millenniums would know
Loon lives here and calls at night The song that says this is home Blue heron nests a ways down the creek, In...
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Posted on August 3, 2013 by magda
In my secret forest
In my secret forest at the bottom of my garden I discovered a shell
It was empty
Yet when I held it to my ear I found it filled with sound
The swirling ocean rushing, roaring, crashing on to the beach
The whistling of the wind whipping up the sand stinging...
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Posted on July 31, 2013 by magda
Hardwired to Connect
human-to-humanwe are rooted in earthhuman-to-non-human
we live in this spaceand the space in betweenwith a new sense of place
innate self knows…gifts are life’s birthrightand our intuition flows
interdependenceexplores past separationand tears down defense
from a supportive placewe hear ourself and othersfrom a compassionate space
we gain newfound respecttread gently on mother earthhumanity...
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Posted on July 30, 2013 by magda
Bagua
Bodies float in rivers. Women are sacrificing their lives for the Amazon jungles they call home. Women are mourning their men and their children.
Oil wells and rainforests, uneasy bedfellows in each other’s tricksy embrace, with profit the sole measure of progress.
Killed in the...
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Posted on July 30, 2013 by magda
Cast Down from Your Heaven
I have been cast down
from your heaven
my tongue cut out
No more words do you wish
from this fiery throat
that spilled such warm sugar
into your pinkish ear
Oh, you never kept your promise
to cure my lovesick heart
instead you called on the gods
who have sworn to silence
my words for you
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