California Notebooks, 2014

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when I thought
I could not discern
or love life

lost in fog right
and left I discover
only later I was

riding a beautiful
cloud from within
going places

unseen directed by
a master pilot an active
radar inside me

at constant war
lighting thunder
and bolts with mind

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2014-04-01 14.49.12

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11 responses »

  1. I love the back and forth motion of the first two stanzas. It drew me in and launched me into a rhythm that sustained the rest of the poem. Great sound! Thanks for the poem!

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