Stars

incredible though it seems
those stars up there
shining so bright
guiding travelers
controlling destinies
will some day die

I would rather be unborn black emptiness of sky

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No One

to be no one
is to be;
mountain without dimensions
river without bounds
wildflower which dies
unseen unsung
by the wayside
is the freedom I seek

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poems

I sing my songs
I do not know
they will die in wilderness
or live on in busy streets
winged things of my heart
I release them
to the call of their destiny

* I am told that poetry has no market in this country.

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Pearls

in darkness of night
the restless ocean
reaches for the moon
unmindful
of lustrous white pearls
ripening in its bosom

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The Lost

don't seek the lost
the blown away
dead autumn leaves 
do not return
wait out the chill
and in the thaw
sow new hopes
if you will

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Ocean

what makes me seek 
my home in another
over and over
again and again?
night after night
the wistful ocean
reaches for the moon
falls back into its shores

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Wholeness

bit by bit
I take myself back from the world
piece by piece
I put myself back together
within splendrous mosaic 
of my wholeness
the flame leaps high
shadows dance
and somewhere
a child laughs out in delight

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