CONTEMPORARY POETRY
Posted on June 15, 2013 by magda
The Stalker
Loneliness is an unwanted stalker, Hidden just out of sight. I stumble through my day Aware he is there, somewhere, Waiting for the time to be right.
When I least expect it, He taps me on the shoulder, Slides his dagger between my ribs,...
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Posted on June 15, 2013 by magda
Freedom is ignoranceLove is painKnowledge enslavesUnity enlightensContentment transcendsAstonishment transportsNothing is aware.
by Raymond Joy
http://raymondjoy.blogspot.ca
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Posted on June 15, 2013 by magda
As I lie with my head on my pillowI spread my great wings and I soar.I go where the winds of my BelovedAre wont to carry my soul.
What ambition could ever be betterWhat goal could bring more delightThan rising and moving and singingand knowing it’s good and it’s right.
by Raymond...
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Posted on June 15, 2013 by magda
When you go to sleep at night Open your heart up to all that is right Think of those things that will bring you delight
When you go to sleep at nightYou’ll be receiving much more that you’re leavingAnd you will find there’s a great peace of mind
When you go to...
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Posted on June 15, 2013 by magda
If my soul could speak, and you know it can,Just as it can see and hearIt would tell of a wondrous worldThat is near, so very near.
If it knew, and you know it does,It would say what to do, just becauseOf the love it bearsFor me and you.
If it could...
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Posted on June 15, 2013 by magda
hear you my name then you see me See you name me you don’t see me
In tree dancing stick be holding calling you out setting you free
rising slowly dropping quickly cry your laughter laughing your pain
Shun me, love you Catch me, empty Hold me, away Follow me, not
Hopeless, answer danger,...
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Posted on June 13, 2013 by magda
How to travel forever
Have conversations with people you seeand those you imagine. Position yourselfso the light bounces off the man’s glassesand opens worlds back to you. Wear clothesthat make everyone you pass shadow you,hours later they’re still whispering about them.When you appear in a dream you have talliedthe signposts, traveled...
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Posted on May 28, 2013 by magda
This jostling has warn me out these are not really the things I have to share these are but your expectations for your care playing the puppet on the string for your simplified enjoyment searching for your sense of pity I have been playing with you there are deeper things...
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Posted on May 28, 2013 by magda
News of another lover of unspecified gender (a generational glitch in the eclectic dreams of ageless cappuccino debutantes and aromatic swashbucklers) and barely hidden terms of rapturous agreements, under the guise of open-mindedness, are dealt out over a table in a double-handed tryst, while nutmeg and cinnamon, nestled together in...
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Posted on May 8, 2013 by magda
The Macbeth Tree
Tallahatchie County, Mississippi
Lightning-struck and prematurely twisted in the middle of fallow land with no camouflage stands a Devil’s bargain, its knobbed and threadbare branches reaching up a plea for deliverance.
Naked and black-burnt lesson in deformed humility, with no safe surface to carve initials in a heart...
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