The Poet’s Collection

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Original, hand-written poems—tender, strange, playful, weathered, and meant to be heard.

The complete collection

01

Preface

The dawn before dustsettled through spoken clouds.

02

Poetic Trust

Familiar voices rise from the dust;As a sharp echo radiates poetic trust.

03

The Still of Night

I sit now upon my rocking chairThe still of night is calm and fair

04

Just a dream

I dream of dreams most every night;Unwashed reality so out of sight.

05

The Land of Dreams

Within the land of dreams resides the queenHope for her comes in a form unseen

06

Moon Drops

Moon drops swellStarlight fell

07

Upon a Star

Upon a starNear or far

08

Winter’s Prelude

A wintery mist comes along;her icy chill to sing a song.

09

The voice of the sea

The voice of the sea is mysterious and deep;His bellows are enough to sway the mountain’s frosty keep.

10

Solace of Faeries

The solace of sunlight brings a faerie yonderCausing a small child to inspire and wonder

11

Lightning Bolt Flower

The wind dances across the ocean of blue.Lightning and heart, a flower blooms in view.

12

Circles of Thought

The tide washes my thought upon the shore;waves gather behind to crash.

13

Shifting Minds

As time grows old,the gears grind against shifting sands.

14

The Trodden Path

I tread along the trodden path;Impatient thoughts streak from behind.

15

Gracefully Imperfected

Within the moonlight a black rose blooms;A scent of depression so very gloom.

16

Repetitious Raindrops

Vain repetitious raindrops fall;Through misty streams of a narrow hall.

17

A Culling Voice

The day before the sounding of three,a heart of fire and life spins around the tree.

18

Service Above Ash

Like man, almost—a place where time chimed with me.

19

Family Ties

As the winds blow, the earth will shake.What binds us as one?

20

Beyond the Veil

I have waited here for you ever longTo dance upon the rooftops with a song.

21

Drum Beat Tide

Welcome to the drum beat tide.Fears of the heart turn left as I search wide.

22

Reforge

A heart planted in the steadfast rain,where trees and thorns brush against the light.

23

What Dreams May Come

Tonight, tonight, when the colors show,Tonight, tonight, my heart will glow.

24

Music in the Season

Winter awakens from a slumber song.Children laugh as they dance along.

25

Energy

a spark created howls from beyond the darkenergy to spark my heart

26

Forgotten

How much this air has turned to frost without the cold.Hearts tread through snow.

27

Bells Canyon

Spirits in a forest.The rain pours downward.

28

Deeper

Deeper beyond light and sorrow.Deeper than the traveling heart with song.

29

Starchild

You came to me from a distant world of light,singing beyond the shadow of a star as I wandered the night.

30

Mirror and Ghost

A seed from the flower has fallen from the sky and looks upward,overshadowed by the shade that swallows the third.

31

The Other Side

The other side of the glass holds a promise from before.How can I help dreams reach the northern shore?

32

Oh Be Wise

As the worlds have frozen still,a grain of sand from the ancient waters has had its fill.

33

Colors

All around us, painting a memory.One with sea, one of sound.

34

Lateral Thoughts and Moon Shine

A skip's throw along the creek holds a clue.Winter's thoughts transpire as the snow has grown old.

35

Living Bread

Trees crawl upon the sovereign ground,chasing sunlight with leaves dancing around.

36

Heart of a Third

Amnesty given and a chill hint of fire,lightning knitted together with ice, a noonday pyre.

37

We the People

Every dream lit by memories,We the people, united are strong.

38

Simple

Feel the wind, feel the spirit,feel the light to be free.

39

Three Trees

A doorway between the trees,light forming a gate.

40

Wild Bells

Even broken bells still sing out.Their song drifts slowly toward the spark of life.

41

Solstice

a soul and spirit contrite,bound by love and endless light.

42

Stand Back

Stand back and hold your box along yesterday’s shore.Collecting love in a jar, bound by the thought to become free.

43

Rain Drops

Water, too, yearns to become one with the ocean.A promise remembered, a promise forgotten.