Tag: poems
member name: Joyce C.
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March 01, 2008 05:59 AM EST --
Moon bathed land,
Silver-kissed, luna sea:
Wolf moon, hunting moon -
Satellite no more, but
Heart of the wild,
Expressed in fur emerging from human skin,
Ephemeral transformation electric . . .
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May 06, 2008 09:36 AM EDT --
Things past, things present,
Influx of current and history:
Like a river, it will only move forward,
Curling the stones of thought beneath
And chevrons of the future in the making.
Things past, . . .
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September 22, 2007 10:45 PM EDT --
The trees turn color,
shades of vermillion and orange -
and the Earth shifts,
transits.
Late harvest, remembering
what you have done,
gather the fruits of your labor
and prepare for winter's . . .
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October 03, 2007 12:40 AM EDT --
Dawn seems furthest
with the night
an open maw.
I wait for light
like a plant for water,
desert thirst.
I will keep this vigil
my hope around me,
candle burning raw.
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October 11, 2007 02:14 AM EDT --
phoenix in the clouds,
flaming red, regal crest - sunfire, sun-proud,
spreading wings of flame and cloud,
changing as the thermals change,
always phoenix, always eternal,
ashes to ashes,
crucible-born: . . .
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October 17, 2007 07:11 AM EDT --
The road beckons -
autumn red, winding path:
Mercies on your journey.
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March 26, 2008 08:01 AM EDT --
Am I willing to take those steps –
Hesitant journeywoman on this path?
Am I frightened of the desert –
Bare and acrid with nothing to love?
Am I seeking the spring, . . .
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October 05, 2007 03:37 AM EDT --
Bittersweet macha
for a hot summer's afternoon:
I am home.
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March 18, 2008 09:05 AM EDT --
You walked under the sheltering boughs of cedar.
You strode beneath the acacias, barefoot, silent.
You danced around the pomegranates, tasting their ruby sweetness.
You touched the olive trees laden . . .
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October 09, 2007 02:01 AM EDT --
Heart leaf pressed on my chest -
Gazing up at the stars:
I feel the longing of home.
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December 20, 2007 02:24 AM EST --
A star, a sun, a son,
wishing, dreaming, hoping -
waiting for the coming of spring,
light over dark,
a rebirth of a sun,
a remembrance of balance,
a reminder of joy,
Natalis . . .
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October 03, 2007 11:45 PM EDT --
Wolf.
Woman.
Wolfwoman.
Womanwolf.
Wolf-woman.
Woman-wolf.
Who am I?
Am I a wolf
Pretending to be a woman
Or a woman pretending to be a wolf?
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November 02, 2007 10:10 PM EDT --
living, a determination -
strong in soul, stout in heart:
beating in unison, two constant stars
radiant, no more darkness.
warrior-heart, warrior-soul
standing on the threshold, a guardian . . .
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October 04, 2007 05:34 AM EDT --
Note: Trying to get my little 3 year-old to take a short nap is turning into a "my will versus your will" tug-of-war.
Oh, little wolf -
showing your teeth and standing your ground,
Like the . . .
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October 13, 2007 10:09 PM EDT --
Be real with an open heart -
and like flowers, look at the sun,
have a lot of fun,
Because life is an experience,
a journey with many paths
roads that meet and that part.
Cherish them, love them: . . .
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December 10, 2007 12:19 AM EST --
A dash of salt, a sprinkle of pepper
a mother’s love
Throw in the cumin, the curry leaves
my heritage speaks, blood and blood
Boil the soup, tasting lotus
Traditions merge, an . . .
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September 30, 2007 10:59 PM EDT --
Buddha's tree -
heart-shaped leaves in the sun.
Teach me about mortality
and resilience,
because living in the city is not
easy.
Teach me, Peepul, teach me, please.
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October 26, 2007 11:24 PM EDT --
Hail Samhain moon,
Round bright mirror -
No need for scrying:
Just shine on me.
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February 07, 2008 09:52 AM EST --
Inspired by - yes - Johnny and the Sprites.
Wake up, old slumbering Earth -
Wake up and stretch forth your shoots,
Your little germinating seeds, your little bulbs.
Let them push out from the . . .
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September 14, 2007 12:22 AM EDT --
I feel like a shaman,
medicine woman,
singing the world into being -
word by word, layer by layer,
color by color as I weave,
sing them in, make them real
and the world comes into being,
like a . . .
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