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By this Poems End

Posted on September 12, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

By the end of this poem, those, once vibrant shall slough off in horizons of necrosis. As I tap out completion, their summer cedes to countless performances; actors bow before the closing curtain of Autumn. The maelstrom of summer-lovers lulls … Continue reading →

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Hibiscus Dreams

Posted on September 10, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

She’s underhand throwing words with her mouth The boy leans in past natural borders, to study the agenda in her eyes He is built like a bent paperclip, with bottlebrush forelocks, a barracuda jaw. Between her bare legs, she gently … Continue reading →

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Glowing is like falling out of darkness

Posted on September 10, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

An old friend Carl Richardson) posted this quote by apparently an unknown author, “…you see the true color of a person when you are no longer beneficial in their life…” Rather than traipsing through the jaded past, this set me … Continue reading →

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In Vino Veritas

Posted on September 10, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

Do not look for revelation in an event, look inward at the sum of your experiences… then exhale – blow them away like a fine powder into the abyss of space.  Emptiness, silence…dissolution – the unspeakable, un-hearable happens.  Your message … Continue reading →

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Your Damascene Sword

Posted on September 7, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

You’re too used to your blunted ways Worn habits of reason is why you stay So tired of hearing the same arcane From a heart that cashes in on pain Grab your Sufi sluicing pan, Ya Allah, let’s pull the … Continue reading →

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What does this poem mean?

Posted on September 7, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

She asks me, what does my poetry mean? Understanding my poetry is something earned through it’s arduous journey from the shores of your mind to the plateaus of your heart. There is no right of passage, no words to honor here. This poem … Continue reading →

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Broad shouldered lions

Posted on September 7, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

Broad shouldered lions stand over the ocean’s quietude, roaring thunder in the surf, thudding sand laden questions with salt soaked and matted paws. Surly supplicants beseech the sea, whose tides answer only to the sun and moon. A lions home … Continue reading →

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Waiting for Dr. Robbins

Posted on September 5, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

Absorbed with his iPAD, I’m fixated on his movements; scratching his nose, the glide of his finger over the touch screen.  My son’s shirt is exactly the same color and intensity of the indigo fish that are twitching in the micro-currents … Continue reading →

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Journey Across the Bosphorus

Posted on September 4, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

There is a place where redolent memories sway On the winds arriving from yesterday From Remeli across to the Anadolu Feneri Through the Bosphorus from Marmara to the Black sea Voluminous vessels cross this straight With treasured scents for a … Continue reading →

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Unseen Heart

Posted on September 4, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

“You are sacred to Me,” speaks a steep disembodied voice, lifted by the lowly, rescued by the reed, quenched by the eagle. She has been delivered to the underworld from sliding scree, into silence from the long sigh of a … Continue reading →

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