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A dance of Sorts

A dance of Sorts

Come, put your feet here; feel the pebbles dance, He said, “you can feel the pebbles dance” A sudden change in fate, a change in form; in pattern, my feet, never to be forgotten from the stone beneath, a rhythm, vibration, bouncing at my toes, The dance of rock pools, plunge pools, rain catchers; The dance of circles, smooth edges, bowls and thirst quenchers. A dance so quick and chaotic, erratic and  irrational, and yet lasting an infinity; hundreds, thousands…

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Dear Baba Yaga

Dear Baba Yaga

I beg your momentary attention please, not to anger, scold or something harsher, I wish to embrace any future be, my future Baba Yaga. Show me a wisdom to know the truth; To know myself and therefore just know. Guide my conscience- what to do, let what will in time be shown. Mother of the forest, knower of life and death, let me know life and death as one; An inseparable cycle with no rest, A skull carries fire- moon…

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Ode to a Car Driver

Ode to a Car Driver

Car driver, car driver, be an inconvenience I might, by making you turn your little wheel, a small way to the right. So if it makes you feel better, then yes, if you please, take the effort to roll down a window, and yell something obscene. But I’ll tell you all that I might, oh car driver, car driver, hear as you drive fast past my bike, is just a sound a bit like “BLEerrr…”

La Luna

La Luna

Why do you hide from me, so vehemently your secret? Why do spin around me, smile at me, make me laugh, cry and wonder, Without revealing your full self at all? How do you fill me and cleans me so? How do you effect the movement of every molecule in my body with your wax and wain, Without ever even showing to me your darker side? Who sees your furrows and ditches from a far? Who gets to see what…

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