verdigris

proud was i,
maybe a touch too proud,
that day.
like a sculptor,
presenting a masterpiece
of clay,
there i gave
this artifact of love
made for you.
which, in your hands,
was caught in your power
to undo.
—-
on youthful feelings of being spurned.

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no other reason

there is no other reason
for us to be apart
except that you complain
that i keep my heart.
there is nothing logical
about such trifling thing
except that you define trust
to mean everything.
i must not keep a secret
if i love you really true;
what kind of reasoning is that,
coming from you?
there is a private chamber
that you cannot violate,
you talk of trust, [...]

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The Footprints

it’s been a struggle,
coming back here,
the surf still bears the imprint of your smile,
and the waves remain constant,
like i had never gone.
but the rocks show the wear of years;
i trace my hand upon that long-ago dream
etched with glass,
etched with youth’s elan,
all weathered now,
and i can barely figure out your name.
the salty tang of twilight breeze
fill [...]

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the namesake of orleans

when i see the pine trees i see you,
invisible presence in the wind, i hear your
laughters in the branches,
like the lilting banshee sighs; i echo them,
yearning for this absent fairy,
only your smile can chase away these cobwebs,
until i am embraced by warmth.
memories are kindled by pine needles underfoot,
and i remember the time we spent walking [...]

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crossroads

there are places that seem innocent,
time and meanings, that seem like nothing,
like, who ever thought
that forever could hinge
on such a simple act
as when david chose to cool himself
upon that rooftop,
and bathsheba choosing that moment
to bathe herself…
we have grown accustomed
to pushing our limits,
extending our boundaries…
from babel to titanic,
challenging the heavens,
shattering ourselves upon its walls…
until the final [...]

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