Poetry from the Writer of Light

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Thursday, May 31, 2007

WHAT I LEARNED FROM CARTOONS

WHAT I LEARNED FROM CARTOONS Don’t compare yourself with others - especially if you were taught as a child to feel inferior. That tormented ghost you never exorcized still believes the lie, will drag your aspirations down into its pit until you learn that the treasure is you and not someone’s... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

LONGING IN THE DAWN

LONGING IN THE DAWN For a lady at a bus stop Longing in the dawn, for you, not for you, for anyone. Does anyone speak words of love to you, fair one of the sunrise? Is there someone to hold you against the night, to fill you with the light of all the stars above you in a single secret touch? Is... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 29, 2007

ROAD RAGE

ROAD RAGE No hands on the wheel, got no time to feel briefcase, makeup, cd player, can’t let my hair get grayer all I know is stress, and my life’s a mess but I must push it harder, got to make it farther in this back-stabbing, money grabbing, all the power craving, all the people raving, slam you... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 25, 2007

JUST ANOTHER DAY

JUST ANOTHER DAY Memorial Day, 2002 Just another spring day for barbeques and picnics, sports, travel, mowing the grass, doing the laundry, sales and shopping, taking off work lamenting how busy we’ve become, taking our liberty for granted and, if we happen to think of it, for flying our flag, for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 24, 2007

RED CANNA DAWN

RED CANNA DAWN I have come from there, not important where. Pick the painting card, pound the pavement hard; Pass through plywood door, mystic dreams and more Await me beyond, all my thoughts confound: Concrete shadowland quits beneath my hand; Senses, soul are fed, greys becoming red. Everything... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

ON A NIGHT OF DISTANT SIRENS

ON A NIGHT OF DISTANT SIRENS On a night of distant sirens, fires somewhere, never known, echoes of my cries resounding fire trucks come trundling home false alarms no more, soul city full of flames night consumed now waiting, abandoning its names to ancient embers long ignored, now blazing, free at... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 22, 2007

DOOR TO TOMORROW

DOOR TO TOMORROW The door to tomorrow opens only for as much of you as wants to go through it. It beckons all of you, complete, to enter. Only God can reunite the fragments of who you are; only you can bring them together. Only God can unlock the door behind which your true self lies hidden, its... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 20, 2007

CANDLE IN THE SUN

CANDLE IN THE SUN For St. John of the Cross and Jellaludin Rumi December 14, 1997 Poetry, they say, is a means of finding yourself. But all my words ply their trade in the trickle of what I have become while the river of who I am within yearns for ships but cannot escape its cave. The teacher says,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 19, 2007

THIS LOVE YOU GIVE, NO EARTH CAN HOLD

THIS LOVE YOU GIVE, NO EARTH CAN HOLD This love You give, no earth can hold - much less this tiny piece of clay! I am overcome with You, even when most distant from You; even when I am most absorbed in folly, You whisper one secret syllable of love and I see you in everything. Oh, send your wind... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

TWO DOGS AND A SQUIRREL AT ADVENT

TWO DOGS AND A SQUIRREL AT ADVENT Two dogs have treed a squirrel. It sits, chittering, on a branch of falling golden leaves. They yelp and whine, breath steaming in the sun. With all of canine wanting, they want the squirrel. The one dog prances and barks, rushing the tree, paws to trunk, wanting... Sign in to see full entry.

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