A verse or two

And I scratch my thoughts

In search for words

Right some

Wrong more

Foolish

Nonsense

Nuts

And I do,

     indeed I do

dee dee deeds...

I dig my intuition

Scrutinize my ego

Neglect my ignorance

In the hope...

If I trust my intelligence

My introspection

Will guarantee

A verse or two

Must forget about logics

Meditate about last night mares

Which will revolve

Around the fall

And how one gets out of it all

On the wheel of the idea

Eventually bringing me back here

Only to cite a quote,

‘A poem should not mean
     But be’.    

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                                                                     Written for OpenLinkNight @ dVerse Poets Pub.

(Quote by Archibald MacLeish)

 Image: A fleeting thought’ by MoonSpiral

 

Outcast

Opening one and another

more and more windows

Why-the light won’t come in.

Cleaning what already is bright and shiny.

And when turning

To take part in their game

She is not allowed to play.

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Nude Art Photography

Wind Thoughts

Will you visit me tonight?

Will I just not care?

Will the noise be gone

If I close the door?

Resting he is

In peace 

I feel

Not touching

    but closing my eyes

Not thinking

   but breathing serene

Butterflies…

Resting he is

In pain I feel

My best I did to forgive

Now time just to reach

The abyss 

So he rests,

.

While I learn to exist.

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Image > ‘ My Thoughts Just Escaped With The Wind’,  Jessica Tremp

Key Found

Lanterns hanging on tree branches

Blown with the cool breezes of afternoon bridges

Pears and lemons falling from trees

Trees

    deprived of stress

But their mess

Sweetly sinking in rotten leaves

And I...

   presuming this is the beginning

of the last  command

And I …

    insisting this must be what was

and no more will it…

And I …

   looking into your eyes

 smile.

And I …

So long looking for it...

The key is there

Was

Always there

You’ve found me.

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                                                                                                     La Cage Nicole Marbaise

Just Wait

You, bird by the fountain

Fluttering around me

Maybe

Asking me to give you a peanut?

How will you digest that?

Just wait...

Or is it

Something else

You are trying to tell me

That I cannot get to discern?

Just  wait…

Listen to the sounds

Sense the signs

(Seven seconds away

Just as long as I stay

I’ll be waiting…)

The heat of the last rays

Getting well into your soul

And those seagulls?

Brought here by the towers

And the powers

   to be lived…

In spite of the far away sea.

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CONFESSIONS

These are the minutes

Of desperation...

In waiting.

Knowing

After the hours

All is seen

From that wisdom

Perspective

When I got to listen

Listen to those voices

Female voices

    whose bodies were not seen

In that long corridor

Singing a prayer of hope

All is well

So the bells tell

As they toll

For my encounter

   with a minister of God.

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Sinless Ego

a time

there is
in one’s life
when there’s a will

a compulsion
to retire
from shows and lies
no need to cry,
display
or hide

it’s not desperation
oppression
depression…
but an immediate call
to discreetly withdraw

freely get off
fights and glows
die a little

much more than the every-day little

that time has come
to slip away
let myself go
into an irresistible

 intimate pleasure
no measure of pressure

where it's me

when it’s me
just for me.

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‘Film Noir’ Photographic Print by Jarmo Korhonen

 

In The Garden

Bee,

Cute, neat

Have a look at me

And transmit

The power within

Both

You and I

Fly in

Fly away...

Grass,

Soft, sweet

Stand on my feet

So that I feel

Heaven is underneath

Step in

Step out…

Breeze,

Calm, breezy, brassy

Fondling my skin

So that I get lost

Eyes closed

And believe

In

Inner

This ally

I’m gonna keep.

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Image: One Moment in Time’ Photographic Print by Kira Bodensted (bdazzled)

 

Thoughts

Thoughts,

Don’t travel

So far,

So fast.

Hold back.

Before

I’ve been there.

Lived it.

Anticipating

   my surprise...

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Between TheSheets by Thu Nguyen