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A Poem by DAH
Leaves touch dawn with their lips,
deep roots, swelling of earth.
Each morning is an empty room,
ano..
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A Poem by DAH
Your absence, dry emptiness,a quiet dust lying on the bed.Lips, in need of moisture.Folded bedding, perhaps a broken wing.Sunrise, light climbs from i..
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A Poem by DAH
A poet is one who
wants to stop writing
but cannot
Don’t ask me what
this means
becau..
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A Poem by DAH
Within the orange colored mist
from the air’s autumn aura
floating leaves sail the moisture
the g..
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A Poem by DAH
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architecture of waves, pelicans in adagio
but a tempo
slower, the silver-colored fish,..
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A Poem by DAH
You can make me happy but ...
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A Poem by DAH
the smoldering ruins ...
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A Poem by DAH
she blends human with ocean with shells
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A Poem by DAH
There are memories, like knotted threads
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A Poem by DAH
the endless mandible chatter
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