here you shall find me
must find me
we must meet
having met, we must
meet again in the shadows of
truth
beauty shines through the window and
dances with the dust in the air
the cat sits by the window
watching the birds
I sit by the window with your memory
watching for you
in the birds
in the trees
we must meet across the river
in the shade of that tree
that tree we cling to
so the raging waters of the flood
may not drown us in our own
innocence
***
art music poetry
Seas of Mauve Sonnet by Richard Vallance
with thanks to Üzeyir Lokman ÇAYCI and his poem, La mer mauve
When in your eyes I’ve seen seas round of mauve
I find I’ve visualized sunsets there,
yes, sunsets where dusk’s risen in this cove,
where we’ve pampered feet in these seas so fair
we linger hours, the minutes minding not,
the while we sense such shadows as her surf
as soon on us advance, where being caught
by risen tides, grasses blown round on turf
should quake with us, scared half to death by winds!
Where scalars, tides, income with windy night’s,
there’s nothing but a soothing moon rescinds
the sea’s insousciance where she alights!
Where she alights, the moon leaves seas of mauve
in dawn’s eyes as we leave our secret cove.
© Richard Vallance 2004
October 18 2004
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Better Times Poem by Jim Schultz
Thirty Years Ago
Dreamy words of better ways.
Inner feelings stirred.
Some thirty years ago or more
I listened and I heard.
Hopeful thoughts of future days.
Students undeterred.
A growing call to end a war.
Moralities were blurred.
Revolution at the gate.
Riots on TV.
Anticipation in my mind
Of better things to be.
Patiently I’d sit and wait
for coming history,
A dismal future redefined.
My foolish fantasy.
Now they wear the suit and tie.
Corporate life would call.
Ideal words would fade away
and Vietnam would fall.
Revolutionary cries,
sights that I recall.
I wonder if they fell astray
or if they cared at all.
Copyright © 1998 MadGerman@aol.com Jim Schultz
Divergence Poem by Joan Pond
Divergence
by Joan Pond
He reads the tracks of my tires
in the snow.
Deciphering the hieroglyphs;
a simple acrostic of lines.
It”s nice to know I”m defined
by the pattern of my tread.
Inside, he said the writing on his wall
holds a pattern,
as stars in the galaxy.
He will make sense of this Babel,
while I stand by the door
wanting to leave.
How can I deceive him into thinking
I have somewhere else to be?
He had been my universe,
but that was long ago
and our orbits
no longer converge.
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Humanity i love you Humanity i hate you poem by ee cummings
Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than inquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarassing for both
parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard
Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush your pride keeps
you from the pawn shop and
because you are continually commiting
nuisances but more
especially in your own house
Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down
on it
and because you are
always making poems in the lap
of death Humanity
i hate you
***