plum cipher

plum cipher before you bloom be like rock on fire    inside earth first    fire    of all that blooms before you bloom be like sea    emerald mother’s    eye womb    like threads inside before you bloom be like laying    sleeping stone weathered    like gracious thought    generous before you bloom be like respiration    green    fingers    brows beside the road    still while movement    abounds before you bloom be like bark    tan bleached    arms like a [...]

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Sunday, Montano de Oro

Sunday, Montano de Oro It was something about Thor and wings and dreams I think, scribbled on a notebook page, a week’s old theme I supposed adultly poetic enough yet a breath or few away from angst There was a drawing too I’d made and that part at least real enough for a lingering youth [...]

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Finding freedom brothers

Finding freedom brothers Marineros en el mar, hay una regla usted viene ayudar alguien. Pero ese día ellos no vinieron. Until that day I jumped into the water and left my home. Left my best friend. Left everything. Everything, sadness was one drop of my heart, and I walked into the sea. One could hardly [...]

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Seaside

Tuned, more simple word.  ver.2   Seaside   A wave arrives, froth fingers raking amber sand.  Seaweed beyond that sash.   We fascinate ourselves as by a slight of wave, movement does.   The magician’s glove perhaps is wearing us.  Best kept family recipe.   Do we inform the sea? As a bow does sketch [...]

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Flying cloud

Flying cloud, an ocean swan and fastest clipper ship.  Ever.   But you know, this ain’t about boats.  So dedicated…   Flying cloud     Yes. You. Like a clipper in the mists her masts raked ready for the gale.   They wonder why I love the sea.   One glance as mine, they’d understand. [...]

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Sea-salt sand

Sea-salt sand   What dreams does star-dust dream?   Eucalyptus wind stirred by monarch wings. The scent of sea-salt sand between your toes. The spectacle of your silent fire-blue eyes. The color of warm rain in your smile,    seasons ripened within blue waves.   Montaña de Oro, a harvest in starbright paint. The taste [...]

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Postcards home from sky and sea

With thanks to my friend Sean for providing the visual cues that roamed the beach and wound up writing these postcards here. Look see Sean’s SKY ARCADE gallery. Beautiful.  Imagine these perhaps, arriving in your mailbox.     Postcards home from sky and sea   A finger of dry stone, where sea resides. Piled high [...]

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