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Dream

May 11, 2007

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You dream a dream, And bathe your toes In scarlet flows Of icy streams. It softly glows Upon your knee, For your heart knows A dream is free. It glitters, plays, It makes you smile. You waste all day, You sit awhile. And watch it quote Quite quietly Words you once spoke Defiantly, Before you […]

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Xinjiang

May 11, 2007

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In Xinjiang the world is dry. The mountains scrape the bright blue sky With lifeless peaks of solid stone, And I amongst strangers, was never alone. There, the oases , their streets full of trees And bagels and children, were life at its knees… Where things could be bought, where no one had seen Someone […]

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Spanish Highways

May 11, 2007

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I heard you haunting me. I heard my past, And the wind wanting me. I left at last. I hummed to heaven With little to lose Walking and watching My brown leather shoes, Along Spanish highways, Too tired not to smile. Orchards of olives Draped mile after mile. At the side of the road, With […]

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Young

May 11, 2007

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When I was very young I knew The songs I’d sung, The color blue. I lived to love. I lived to write. I looked above Into the night. I would part The winds, and pass… And my heart Was made of glass. My face was pale But filled with fire. My feet were frail, But […]

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Mermaid Poem

May 11, 2007

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Fifty-five years ago Under the sea, A long-lost companion, Remembering me, Glanced over her shoulder, And murmured a sigh. The water grew colder. She saw the sky. She saw breath in my heart, And she took in her tail, Swam to the surface And searched for a sail A ship she remembered For eight thousand […]

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Box

May 2, 2007

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I found your photo In a box. It didn’t move. It didn’t talk. And every day, I looked in vain, And every day, It stayed the same. It didn’t answer me, Or change. The lines across Your face remained Exactly where They’d been before. I hung your picture On a door, I lay my memories […]

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Dust in the Earth

April 11, 2007

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Yours is the voice of the enemy – Cold is your clutch on my soul. Strange are the words pouring emptily – Telling me why you should go. And my blood courses, rich and volcanic; It pulses and quickens my breath, For you leave me for reasons Satanic; You leave me to follow your death. […]

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Once I Saw a Cloud

March 17, 2007

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Once I saw a cloud; Cliffs around the edges, With water coming down. Only an angel could go there Without being there to drown. It gave me a surprising feeling – Was it an angels house? And though it seemed big to me, Was it only the size of a mouse? – Written by Anna […]

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There are Men

January 24, 2007

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There are men who travel far To lands where none have been, There are men who live for war, And men who worship sin. There are men who conquer nations, There are men who pray; And there are men who seek salvation — Many men are they. There are men who travel space, Or fathom […]

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The Sky is Blue and White

January 2, 2007

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The sky is blue and white. But that won’t make me cheered up, because sometimes it rains from the rain clouds. La la la la la la. The sky is blue and white. I want to know if it’s a snowing day. Whoever looks in a house without any windows – It’s going to be […]

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