VIBRATING CRYSTAL, AND OTHER POEMS, OCTOBER 31, 2024
vibrating crystal
in her fragile ecstasy
about to shatter
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poet in shadows
disguising his tears as ink
his sorrow as love
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butterflies rising
at your petals' unfolding
hummingbird feeding
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i write much of love
other uncommon feelings
words i can't define
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no mourning for
the poet who's already dead
whose words seem alive
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i have things to do
things the living must deal with
until they are dead
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her past left behind
with her clothes and inhibitions
her journey begins
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guttural his growl
bestial moan that she evokes
her body trembling
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she crosses the room
a naked inspiration
he writes of tonight
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in some other age
we embraced becoming one
lovers once before
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a onetime poet
surrounded now by empty words
which have no purpose
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spreads pastel petals
to catch the blast of his storm
wet with frenzied rain
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i wait immobile
fingers poised above the keys
my muse deserts me
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i fear my own words
tiny swords which cut both ways
foolishly wielded
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pleasures of poetry
words slippery secretions
tastefully traded
Well, Mr. Baldwin, you have written a deep and very interesting poem here. Very good work!