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I Pick Up Words

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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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An Upside Down World

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tonight
the moon is full

emptied from a thousand
engagements I lay in hot
water maybe illuminated

from the sky the silence
repose approaching
hidden from light

an upside down world
a somersault and a wriggle to

find myself wondering star under
inside some lights I turn off
before the thoughts – then the eyes

slightly vibrating
weightless in the space
I found within

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Quietly Attending

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if my life
could be spent

under the shade
of a wild mushroom

quietly attending
daily tasks nurturing

souls expecting
the murmurs

of death approaching
as the wind between

the foliage above

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This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02

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Truth

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if you do respond

to light innuendos
if you do understand
the spaces within

and the white around
if you say a lot with
your silences then

poetry is light and
simplicity – it’s a gentle
laugh at the scoffing

of the learned – it’s
what lifts you up –
not what shows off

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Running Uphill from The London Hours

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I will close this page
and put it away

I will have a look
at such light
lingering

I will stand eventually

get up and displace
myself in a busy store
drunk in sounds and souls

I will pick you up
later when this
wind ceases

one more time
running uphill

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From the collection “The London Hours”, 2012.

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The London Hours

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white wellness

welcomed within

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quietness

a silence seek

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nearly no movement

a mussel in a shell

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I hear love

surging

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if I could

stay forever

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From the collection The London Hours, 2012.

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