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Kailashana
Kailashana
May 16, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

one-legged, smoke-blue

sunrise over Lake Isaac
a heron ponders the question
of stillness, one-legged, smoke-blue

~~~~~

the dragon fly attempts
what no man can do,
to lace the black-holed sun into
gossamer wings

~~~~~

we awaken in each other's
dreams, words come and words go,
we forget to write them down,
we write poems from long-legged memories

~~~~~

you should be jealous of Charles B.
you should know I am a flesh eater
I am hungry and I will ravage you with desire,
I will steal all that is yours

~~~~~

the world drifts on an ocean breeze
tender mercy
translucent, temporal, transcendent

~~~~

sighs of my life
float above me like waves
without patterns
















— Kailashana, May 16, 2010

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Seren

Seren

16 years ago

Dearest Mum

And on that tranquil note I am going to bed ... raskin said it ... lovely series of poems ... on your sighs i go to sleep love and big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
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RobertKnott

16 years ago

Ooooh...

The bell tolled sweetly singing, come!- new- born thoughts by nightly highs; voracious- Venus dreams when lovers sigh I LIKE this one Anna! thank you for posting. " And always was this whisper in the stillness- A murmur without sorrow's whimper nor cry of heart bereft- here was heard the heart that lovers left..." ~Toller~
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years ago

Thank you all for reading my

Thank you all for reading my Sunday sermon, now peace be upon thee. Smiles, Anna "Just as what you dream is your own and no one else can observe it, so the world you see is your own." ~ Nisargadatta
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magics02

16 years ago

Kail

I liked this Sunday morning poem like a song to me and this part really food or water for thoughts here... we awaken in each other’s dreams, words come and words go, we forget to write them down, we write poems from long-legged memories ~~~~~ Nice write here and how do you get the wavy lines in between the verses. I like the format you use. Peace in love Mona TIME well spent is TIME well lived
judyanne

judyanne

16 years ago

applause

my favourite: 'the world drifts on an ocean breeze tender mercy translucent, temporal, transcendent' love and hugs judd xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html
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Mariposa

16 years ago

Leaves me with a marvelous feeling

as all your poems do, dearest Anna Kailashana. "A poem well writ is a poem that sits" and your poems sit within me, in all honesty, throughout the day. Love always, Jhena Mariposa