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Tired souls

I would like to see you shatter stone
For all the kings to see
Dripping fire from your fingertips
But time has passed, and all is gone.

You wrapped yourself in feathers

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Loving silence

In that silence

In that silence, I heard sparrows chirping

In the still green hedge.

I saw the lake and your reflection

And my reflection.;

and did the sparrows see

Leaving

Elena,a baby wrapped in woollen clothes
On the last train,Warsaw to Moscow,
[ change Niegoreloje.]
1939.Father,mother,brother
You passed through the Arctic Wastes of life.

My desire

To Be Part of your dreams is not my desire today. My desire is to be your goal.The inspiration you always hold, to finally take that twisted turn.

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Shiny oh so shiny

Shiny oh so shiny
Sparkled edges cause grey faces
Pointed tips and putrid blood
This all I can ever dream of

Grip so tight
Victims face full of fright
You can't hide or run

Castle Fare, Saint Catherine's Court

Upon the shadow of an autumn’s morn

A Black Monk mounted a time forlorn

A tree set into fire, a sepulcher’s flame

Life bound in vows, a Church’s domain

Transparency

The toss and turn of the angry sea,
the crashing waves, drown out your plea
stranded on the deck, alone
while pilots curse and grunt and moan

Within the mess of all this rage,

A Wish

Could I pretend and be a balloon?

To fly away behind the shadows.

To kidnap all the agony and pain.

And explode with them after the clouds.

Could I return again with relief inside?

Touching you

Warmth draws me in.

I see you here

and touch you gently ,

my hand

on your face,

your skin.

At this boundary of the world and you.

as we touch, I feel the peaceful breath.

Martial Haiku

Fast ran t'ward attack
young men never returning
in Spring to fair maids.

Penetration

thousands of planets,
millions of stars,
are in quest of life ,
except this blue planet,
do you now why ,
because it is believed,
that life has come here,
through the sky ,

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