As I believe in the infinite circle, here after Step 1, is Step 13 🙂
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while I learn to move my ears
in the air to grasp whispers
poetry explains itself
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It’s my hope that each steps of Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Poem led you further ahead in your love and understanding of poetry. Thank you for reading.
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cultivate love
not for one person
alone distinguish
like from love
choose to love
you will grow the
perfect climate
to rise in beauty
in good company
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I hear only my
steps in the twilight
a winter cricket
makes the bunny
run the sky
blushing one
more time
I’m the one
embarrassed
by my residence
in infinite beauty
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I pick up words
as small daisies
on a spring field
careful to hold them
in small bunches
never as beautiful
as when first spotted
a memory of wonder
blushing as they close
around their meaning
covering the heart
shy of a truth near
enough for our dull spirit
to remember a note
or two
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This poem is in the first volume of the “California Notebooks”. If you wish to get your own copy click here
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I have worn shoes
covered with trails
dust sticking loud
louder than my long
path of silence I
have asked to see
the way I could tread
barefoot as in a dream
where roads aren’t
hard where people
say without speaking
love is reverence
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I’ve been sleeping
light lately as
a restless person
going in and out
from one room
into another mirrors
everywhere as I
searched for my
breath the metronome
of my temporary
existence
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perhaps I live eternally
beyond the world’s borders
without realizing
those limits useless talks
and mean chit-chats
laid out as spider webs
perhaps I fly protected
in the blinding light
and at night I cry
cause I did not grasp it
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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my creed is this
got to make life a nest
while it last as
I grow my wings to
leave it soaring
fending the air upward
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non hai dubbi
quando sei
nel posto giusto
la tua anima si estende
se ne esce volando tu la segui in
qualche modo con le parole
e anche senza
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you just know
when you are in
the right place
your soul stretches
out and flies you follow
it somehow with words
and without
– These poems are part of the newly published, bilingual, collection California Notebooks 02, check it out –
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life as a bird
an egg in a nest
in unexpected
places hidden
cared for and guarded
with parental
love cracking to
the first light revelation
being fed and
taught to sing
before I could fly out
into everlasting
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approaching the day
with dancing
thoughts
to linger in god’s
presence
light
that stays with me
at night
and in my slumber
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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it’s an afterward
moving
this of giving poetry
a way
to talk about the beauty
lingering
unseen
sensitivity shining
bright
in our darker days
when we
think there’s little
to be seen
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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I prefer the warm
rays of love to the
chills of any fear to
the dampness of
uncertainty
I like to see long
shadows departing
from me on any side
I don’t care as long
as they witness
my abiding
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I’ve been sleeping
light lately as
a restless person
going in and out
from one room
into another mirrors
everywhere as I
searched for my
breath the metronome
of my temporary
existence
.
.
.
.
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you just know
when you are in
the right place
your soul stretches
out and fly you follow
it somehow with words
and without
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Part of the new “California Notebooks 02”, coming soon!
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