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Dreams From The California Notebooks 02

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I cannot be richer than
on summer nights

deep in silence
and beauty
open wide open

window mind soaring
above a few clouds strolling
by the moon

the language of nature
whispering to me the
dreams to come

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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02

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Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 12

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clouds have covered the whole
day slowing down my rhythm
I walk as barefoot on carpet
placing words carefully
dozing off a bit hanging
poetic moments behind my eyes

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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

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Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 8

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some dreams are infinite it takes
but a few words to evoke those
emotions are a whole sea of waves
useless to separate them to make
some sense just a few words
can take you to sea free the page
among waves and winds
keep poetry minimal
so the reader can fly

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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

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Dreams From The California Notebooks

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showering
under the full moon
each drop a miniature

globe satellite revolving
my breath slowing
with each step

in the garden
eyelids lowering
under the rays

reflecting

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On Dreams

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I was trying to
dilate a dream

connecting deep
taking time

the early afternoon
was suddenly dark

fingers sinking
into it wrenching

walking the mind
dumbfound rounds

and rounds
sleepwalker

on a pitfall
a dive into

nothingness
an upside down

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Born in a Dream

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I wish to be home
in the desert

wide open to nothingness
waiting

for my own shadows
immobile

vulnerable to the wind
filling me

emptiness and whispers of
far away lands

born in a dream I’m gone
as I write

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A teaser from the new volume of the California Notebooks I’ve been working on…

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Not Rosaries Nor Missals – A Dress Freshly Made, 2016

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we kept
each others
letters

first steps
on the coals
cheering

each other
I used to give
out a lot

all I could
I had long
travels ahead

I always knew
even dreams
were shared

and trimmed
as a dress
freshly made

for the occasion

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.

The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.

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Dreams From The California Notebooks

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to ride the wind
is an old dream of mine

I have to (be) content for now
just whispers to my ears

wind that moves foliage
and flowers alike

that caresses the surface
of sea and rocks alike

to soar to dive to lazily
float around things

breathing again
and again

powerful
weightless

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Poem from the newly released poetry book “California Notebooks” to get your own copy  click here

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Mornings From The California Notebooks 2015

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some mornings
I don’t perform well

in spite of the flowers
the citrus trees

the sun rising

greeting me
on my walk

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I seem to carry
the European gloom

draped inside
my sprinted limbs

as some unshakable
bad dreams

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I find myself
observing

the hand of the others
greeting me on meeting

some reaching out
some limp

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others waving in the wind
or just matter of fact

some from Mexican workers
non-hibernating Canadians

plus white residents on
tiny wheels on their way

to the better life

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Dreams From The California Notebooks 2015

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every morning
I wake up
do I

to the same
palm trees tops
the same mountain

yet the back drop
is never the same
nothing is ever

always enchanting
me with new tricks
as I try I do not fail

when I face another
day another dream
gratitude comes

each time 
not always
easily

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Dreams From The California Notebooks 2015

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the wave of sleep
this time tall and longer
covers us both

as we lay there I could
hear the breath’s rhythm
change and the deep

surrender of the limbs
the mind going away
into oblivion images

dancing in front of me
a Matisse painting

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Dreams From The California Notebooks 2015

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I stand dreaming

totally defenseless
whilst entering lands
as if swimming
leaving my own

as a leaf in autumn
pushed around by
gusts of wind

to eventually land
in the comfort of
earth and there

I wait for a new
me to come
to pass my head
as on a pillow I

dream of new life

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Dreams From The California Notebooks, 2015

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my feet are crossed
in bed casually

as if I were laying
under an apple tree

on a motionless
summer afternoon

with arms bent
and opened up

around my head
wings as I travel

the darkened road
one deep breath

after another
to dreamland

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Dreams from The California Notebooks, 2015

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last night I fell in bed
my body loaded

with past worries
each limb lead

I placed my hair
nicely around my head

shutting doors and eyelids
I entered sleep

many worlds were there
I was light going places

there were miracles
even healing and justice

done I played them over
and over going back as

many times as my rest let me
when awakened I was no good

I could not return to life I clung
stoutly to each dream in a doze

in a willingness to believe
the alchemy of transferring

dreams’ revelations into
the actual daily thinking

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California Notebooks, 2014

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on borrowed dreams
he said we are made
with the same atoms
as the sun and the stars

that a small part of him
could have been a star
long ago now fallen
on this solid planet

yet not having
a light of its own
he was afraid he
may fly apart

anytime once
more into the
finest powder
a tear in my eyes

as I dive into
deep thoughts
he never ceases
to surprise me

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