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Here’s a recording of me reading me 🙂 Five poems from After the Rain.

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After the Rain

After the Rain

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Fragile wisp of spring

Oh delicate blossom
Fragile wisp of spring
A kiss from sun’s butterfly
is enough for you
For you are such a fine thing

Oh delicate blossom
Soft as ember’s ash
Beware the heavy kiss of passion
from the wake of sun’s sloughing
For you are such a temporary thing

Oh delicate blossom
Gentle smile of Gaia
How you caress the arena
the ambiance and the sun’s shadow
For you are such a celestial thing

I have tree sap in my veins

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I have tree sap in my veins
Rainwater in my tears
My spirit plays with thunderous joy
as the sunshine in my soul
bleeds

and as petals of love
open and sway
a fragrant caress
comes my way

I have tree sap in my veins
Lightning in my heart
My bones ache for the grind to ease
as the vision in my sight
fades

and as the night
makes way for day
a haunting feeling
comes my way

I have tree sap in my veins
Birdsong in my brain
My skin teeters on the edge of time
as the moonlight in my shadow
shines

and as sleepy waves
roll over my clay
I close my eyes
to dream of the day

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and maybe the flowers won’t bloom

tender shoots reach
from the shadows
as the blue sighs
to become the green

It is in those moments
when solitude
aches
to be the sky

slumbering hearts
listen
as the clouds
smile

It is in those moments
when solitude
aches
to believe

a scent of romance
brushes the wild
to drift and become
a rose

It is in those moments
when solitude
aches
to inhale

silent steps
edge closer to reality
as moonlight
brings its own dawn

It is in those moments
when solitude
aches
to flower

and maybe
the flowers won’t bloom
because
they already are

as winter rips

Leaves shiver so
as winter rips
as they cling to life

Birds peck frozen earth
as winter rips
as they cling to life

Woody blood slows
as winter rips
as they cling to life

Time is silent
as winter rips
as each moment

… dies

Sharp echoes

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Sharp echoes of crows
tumble through the trees
scratching green paint off the leaves
to reveal autumn’s gold

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