Category: poetry
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in-between
i have let go but you remain clinging life, death and the in-between we stand around with words that escape us life, death and the in-between a boat stuck in sand you wait for the tide life, death and the in-between
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autumnal hue
seasonal interchange sunrise replaced with pink strokes across daybreak and leaves that spiral earthward camouflage jackets in autumnal hues while the land becomes quieter and I long for your voice to whisper my name but you are not here once again
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fallen tree
fallen tree I smelled you today like loamy soil and spinach greens fallen tree I heard you like water on scorched earth sighing fallen tree I felt your pruned limbs ache from loss of attachment fallen tree I know you wait for her over beyond the veil fallen tree
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Stagger
Sand ridges in perfect formation like frozen waves caress the beach. I walk the track a drunkard’s stagger timed with the ocean. ‘You have to pass by the door of death in order to be reborn’ you whispered. Ageless kelp beds cushion my fall into the sea green like…
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Fallen Idols
Several famous people have left this landscape of late. Where they are headed, only they can know. Perhaps for some they are fallen idols – not to be confused with idylls or ideals. Idols are just that – idols. They’re not gods or goddesses, they live, breathe and pooh just like everyone…
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I had a friend like that…
I had a friend like that once too. He spoke to me of faraway places with the sun in his eyes. I remember his crinkled mouth edges and tree-like arms around my back. I had a friend like that once too. You told me today of…
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The Point
I walked out to the point to turn everything off but the sea whispered to me that it must continue to massage the rocks below. The dusky sky a reminder of the one before you that striped my face from purple to gold it still makes me shudder. Spring tide full moon storm clouds…
Iona Winter 