CONTEMPORARY POETRY

Ghetto Glitter

                    Ghetto Glitter. In the city night daubs neon shimmerson inky water, in nature night’s silver queengifts incandescence to streams and riversarc’s above seven seas, clear and serene. Selene trancends time in the eternal now;no one man can lift the black velvet cloakof night, where moonlight mirrors to somehowgift the truth in reflection....Read More »

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Rio Negro

                    Rio Negro On page 87 of the Oxford Atlas I found the pencil-drawn line of a long forgotten journey I once planned. The curved arrow points to the Amazon estuary then draws a circle around Belém, Tocatins, running further across Rio Paro to Ilha dos Macacos, Antônio Lemos; the line then...Read More »

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Blind Devotion

                  Blind Devotion Along the river bank one dayI met a man and dog at play the dog carried in his moutha rubber ringan awkward thing but that was not the strangest sighthis faithful eyes were milky white “How can he find the ring?” I askedAnd his master softly laughed “I make sure he knows,”...Read More »

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When The Beloved Speaks

                  When The Beloved Speaks When The Beloved Speaksthrough the firein your stopped mindsift the ashesthe mental lavaspill the eruption outlet it gonow go beyond when/whereyour mind stoppedNow it can be takenthe Path of the Heart When The Beloved Speaksthere is nothing to dojust listen…be attentivelive in the momentlive in your heartbreathe more...Read More »

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Deaf Escape

                  Deaf Escape When I lie on my right side I can only hear the refrigerator, its gentle hum a dial tone of white noise. Nestled in that amethyst-colored space between awake and dark I bivouac. Behind closed eyes I sort beach glass into mason jars the...Read More »

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Today's the Day

                  Today’s the Day Today’s the day, “Hooray, hooray” I threw my Past far, far away. I watched it blow this way and that, Its day was done, no looking back. How marvellous now it is to feel, Light and free and full of zeal. There’s nothing now I cannot...Read More »

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We are Love...

  We Are Love… We’d dance in and out of one another’sspace, whether here or across townTelewaving energy, we’d light up, peoplenear us would give a big smile, orInitiate conversation about the weatheror angels or the sunset and smileThey’d always smile, great spontaneoussmiles that simply reflected the lightThey were seeing in us,...Read More »

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A lighthouse

              A lighthouse A lighthouse stands alone on a rocky promontory flashes intermittently a ribbon of radiance in the inky blackness of the night A ship frantic in the storm searches for sanctuary exposed like a hapless moth drawn towards the light Ignores the warning “Not here … not here … not here” but...Read More »

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You are...

                    You are… You are the light that brightens my soul you chase away my shadows a warm and golden glow you are my tinker bell and I shall always believe in fairies.     Amanda Edwards ...Read More »

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And your eyes...

              And your eyes… And your eyes From your photograph look into me I imagine them two brown caverns beckoning me to fall into the embrace of your visions Those eyes caress like two hands and stare through me in me they are...Read More »

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