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A HUNDRED POEMS – V

BONE pure and strong
winds feed my wings
a heart tender-string
bleach dreams swim
My life —
it is my own?
then my butler
— death
and dirt so lovingly friend
bury, or wind carry me
to my imaginal realm
between my dreams and stars

:: 03-13-2014 ::


DIURNAL DREAMS

Disparate dreams of a sort
between day and night
One bathes in light
the other in twilight
One be diurnal —
the other nocturnal

To touch a daydream
under blue sky
is lost to those
who only dream at night

But the night does offer
the grey shade of moon
where lunatics bask
whilst chasing eternity

:: 01-29-2014 ::