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Showing posts with label August travels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label August travels. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration x

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below the elm tree
she writes poems about
places she’s been in her heart
and daydreams the others
left unseen and unspoken
alone with her pen
to seek out
destinations unattainable

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Sunday, 23 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration ix

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at dusk
i am greeted by
the enchanted cries
of loons on Dogtooth Lake

their cryptic goodnights shared
my spirit unites with the
song of the wind and
soulfully dancing flames

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Friday, 21 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration viii

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Eighty stone steps
put down two millenniums ago
lead me to the bell tower
...- la cité greets me!

...... between two gargoyles
saint-sulpice rises
on the mount -
fog filled Paris fills me.

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Tuesday, 18 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration vii

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she tells her stories
through dance....so
smooth, intricate,
is her silhouette
harmonized by ten
faithful digits

...............while the
older man claps to the
rhythm of the strings


tonight
in Andalusia
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Saturday, 15 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration vi

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i journey the depth of
my well
..........two rivers fork.
their fast currents
obscure my
destination
(from Fr. destin: fate)
..i cannot see so
..i close my eyes
..and i plunge

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Tuesday, 11 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration v

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in lucy’s sky i float
among star shaped diamonds
..................there is no gravity here
...........nothing real to weigh upon
....my fragile frame
in lucy's sky i travel

light
...light

......light
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Saturday, 8 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration iv

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she climbs the cloud-like hills
snow covered pillows;
she falls back freely
flailing arms and legs
while the Russian watches
to etch the angel
she hopes will be her best yet!

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Thursday, 6 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration iii

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sand between
toes and teeth
the west wind blew
breathe in
breathe out
one
...two
run into the green prairie lake.

arrive home smelling of beach
and sweltering childhood memories

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Tuesday, 4 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration ii

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Cartagena comes calling
.........The old town
....standing strong
against the hush of
gunfire – these wars
i am no part of
- behind
rustic walls, its
sole survivors
........At midnight

we dance.
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Sunday, 2 August 2009

31 words in August: Exploration i

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August will find this writer travelling. Where she will go or how she will get there is yet to be seen . . . but worlds and dreams will be discovered, in thirty-one words.
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