Will you dance?
Will you dance when reasons for this chore,
become blunt? As another dimension lore,
bid for a subtle, abstract distinctive kind,
that inspired me, your undefined mind.
I did dance! When the invitation was lost,
in propagation of causes laced, innermost,
soldiers of oddities that string a whisper,
transmitting my seasons dancer's drifter.
Lister. A spear traveling above the clouds,
whistling, hissing his trajectory astound,
searching for piercing my kinder feelings,
penetrates through my upstairs ceilings.
Dancers of Oddities, embraced in mists,
folklore abolished of lost soldiers listed,
stragglers of obstinacy, barefoot misfits,
on briars, a dancer's call, in Hades existed.
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Windward On Deck
I recall four among old friends
nautilus to cond in offward ways;
the one to stars made amends,
his mind's tide gate ablaze;
Another wavered in midday light,
forfeiting Spring's glinting details,
remote figure in relentless sight,
with a distant smile, despite ails.
A third buried his inner kindness,
when in sea-trip received a mail,
that signified his life's emptiness
to play harmonica in ocean trails.
The fourth was an enigmatic figure,
who had not spoken about his past,
confessing to his wallet picture,
under dome stars and main mast.
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Eagle I
Mistral 's thrusting Eagles' flight
Earnweld lifts on stratosphere
'cause upwards free spirits strive
Ethons aptly will conflate and peer.
Annborg in airy analogies aviate
Alarii above weather uppish avail.
to attend spiritual Aras propriate,
Adlers entwine, in secluded dale.
Andor will determine their arnaud,
Arnborg in Polar winds to brawl,
ornament of Gods Arnkell bestow
their Arndt define in eagle squall.
An Arnborg above you, is a shield
in misty forest will nest on arvid,
to occupy your mind's mount glen
demesne wings will entangle void.
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Happiness is a pair of away stars
Happiness is a pair of away stars -
for those who stare behind bars.
When I decided to fly away free -
I was a shadow of a cypress tree.
Retention of nothingness, to edge
my honor lonely, a pointy wedge,
red spilled wine, in dark accord,
poem white - chalk on black board.
And there memories, now abstruse,
on aimless wander, one to peruse,
when thoughts became, a void loss,
dusk crossed lines, life to emboss.
My lovely melodies of a nightingale
modes diatonic, propose and fail,
a smile of marble, thinking benign,
extension of solitude, aimless sign.
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Wanted Soul
A broken glass allows light
cuts my solitude in half
ways search to find a bight
and asks for your away laugh.
Humble light, and evanescent
was my destiny to count upon
a failure? Maenads demented
enfold me in a travel I conn.
Wanted man by ghostly blithe
I loved her! there she imbues
counts my petals and a scythe
sepia shades monotonous hues.
Wanted man, of ghostly dawns
with you not there! I string
gallivant song that mourns
designs lost, poems to sting.
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Leaves of Amber
Leaves of Amber
A black rose of Fall;
Rare to feel rejoice,
rain to kiss and roll,
silent woods voice.
She comes like told,
a lone knot of miles,
her lips wet 'n' cold,
betimes distant isles.
One red wine bottle,
the poem away flies;
an inviolable throttle,
amid truths 'n' skies.
One sip in the wind,
and a dropp to oblate;
a touch of tips quint,
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I Made Your Laugh
Blooms wore out, resembling light;
opaque were the molecules of air,
in a continuum that brought night,
returning animals and men to lair.
Blooms faded; equaling a blurred,
sepia toned undefined trespassing,
altered reality's phases incurred,
to roil in a spiritual mold casting.
Chrysanthemums became shadows;
perfumed shapes my soul vestured,
You laughed; Serenity of meadows,
covered my sight in time pastured.
Unspoken I reckoned my darkness;
Solitude turned to an odd number,
I made your laugh a wide vastness,
under a kerosene lamp, encounter.
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I keep a summer in my mind
I keep a summer in my mind
far away our youth's initial built,
windows are open on every sunshine,
There I become molecule of air,
smile of the red cloud, an ocean wave's foam.
I know of a smiling place,
where you walk in eternal blossoms
hovering entity of the winds
with your hands reaching out for it
to last in dedicated heavenly shoals.
I know of a day I invited you
my soldiers' colors celebrating a feast
and always a visitor you 'll be
to keep a rhythm, to keep a scope
suspend our Sundays of eighteen.
I know of a space filled with school desks
illuminated molecules of dust
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Valor is abraded
Soldier of oddities, autumnal fog
aborning valor, confer to overfly
recalling his home, in misty bog
counting raindrops, of a gray sky..
Valor is abraded, functions a log,
his red diluted, in drizzle complies
Maiden of oddities, autumnal rain,
recalls his dark uniform, and rank,
he smiled departing, in dark train,
acclaiming prowess, his eyes sunk..
Rain drops fall from skies above,
adorning a smile, clouds to assay,
he stares in solitude, a courtly love,
her sweet glance, upon their quay..
Friendly raindrops. of a gray sky,
form splendid, in clouds ascends,
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Half Sleeping Birds II
My riding was on roads' margins;
arcane my path in dusk glory,
Some lost sea gulls knew my story,
peculiar listeners, burgeoned.
My soul's revolt deflects the pain,
was it one spell or more? In sea,
(half sleeping birds on a marquee) ,
conceived the crews and ships - again!
In distance ships that float bitter,
onto their trip of lone sorrows,
I reached the moors in half shadows,
three fates became my life's knitters.
They called reminding of my past,
their spell became a sky's thunder
my life won't be dead torn asunder,
because the ships' floating trip lasts.
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