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Senryū – Love’s Fading Flames Die – A poem by Goff James
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Senryū – ‘Lone he Lies Broken’ – A poem by Goff James
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Senryū – Roaming Sleep’s Darkness – A poem by Goff James
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Friends In Love, A New Poem
I want to goof off
to play
to act playful
I want to be tickled
and to tickle
(but not too much)
I want to see
every tooth in your mouth
when you smile
and then rest
all cozy
in my arms
© 2020 Jason A. Muckley
Just Glad – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
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“Kai-ros: the perfect, delicate crucial moment, the fleeting rightness of time and place …..”
Just Glad How might I interpret the horizon which once seemed so far away but no longer sits in distant silence, much closeer now to the urgency of words stretched out in nascent expressions of meaning I had not anticipated and, joyfully inviting a lyrical searching that powerfully deepens, even so, I cannot hold on to it, I'm just glad I was here in this place with this question, not having to understand this moment. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
another thousand days
your dreams never
seem to live up
to the hope within
your imagination
its all you can do
not to give up
when the pain
comes to embrace you
and your choices
in life face you
don’t look away
the days without you
seem hollow
the lump in my throat
makes it hard to swallow
another thousand days
and still it feels just
like yesterday
Coming up for Air
We have now been living in our own little world for the past four months. I feel like this turtle swimming around in the shadows of the pond; which works well for a while, but eventually I need to come up for air.
Swimming in shadows
Immersed in our little world
Must come up for air
Turtle Painting: Dwight L. Roth
The Reluctant Poet 