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Just A Brush

Bit it jis a brush tae tone yer hair a shade o crimson bark sae lovely true as yer reflection fae the gless gives rise tae yer emerald een tae inhale the essence o ye ma maiden fair o lo'e songs warming the cockles o ma hert bit it jis a brush tae tone yer hair But it's just a brush to tone your hair a shade of crimson bark so lovely true as your reflection from the glass gives rise to...Read On

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Lights in the Darkness

Lights calling out into the dark

Men are simple creatures lost in the darkness And Women are the light that disrupts that darkness   Some are Fireflies their light soft and momentary Only illuminating the darkness in brief flashes But those moments are enough for some to stay with the Firefly And bask in the moments of illumination   Some are the Stars that fill the night sky, bright and distant Pulling our eyes...Read On

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The Lips of Infinity

Because love lifts you up to the lips of infinity ...

The Lips of Infinity ( Raanana, May 16, 2019) And he welcomed them, The children, the old ones, the infirm, The youth, the busy young men and women, The forsaken and excommunicated, The doubters and disbelievers, Agnostics and atheists, The doctors, the scientists, and technicians, And, yes, philosophers and poets, From all over the world, And he spoke to them in the one language...Read On

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My Mind's Landau

 

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With Great Finesse

I saw myself coming toward me.

With Great Finesse (Raanana, May 11, 2019)   Walking down a dappled path On my way to the harbor for a cup of tea And the smell of salt already in the air, I saw myself coming toward me. How's it going, I asked myself. You should know, myself responded. What do you mean, I queried, Uncomprehending yet apprehensive. You really have no idea, myself secreted. Look, sir, you're...Read On

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Winter's Candy

In the shadow of winter born over the knolls and trees of autumn leaves falling and midnight calling as echos of our love sing from a meteorite's wing Of the solstice moon as we kiss the sweet of the sap boiling in our veins of the lunar dust as our tongues tangle Beneath a distant star and the maple in the jar as I touch your lips of mahogany red catching your eyes hardening into candy ...Read On

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Forever In My Mind

Forever in my mind in shadows on the vine and your silhouette as I taste the sweet dew of nectar's soft rain with love our downspout     dreaming the shade of you pale of skin free of oxygen with a gold taira's ring    as your breath sing me to sleep and the metamorphosis of spring with petals of the winter born  ...Read On

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If I Knew You When

Back when love was young

If I knew you when back then when love was young Back when the drinks flowed  freely to fill the favored need Back when the touches flowered grew so  abundantly Back when the blossoms soared  wafting the billowed scents The needs we could have shared back when I was young Before you were young When my body was ever so true and strong If I knew your bright shining spirit your art...Read On

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Where Are You?

Missing a dearest friend...

Where are you? Been away for quite some time now Hope everything is fine with you Missing our coffee dates The morning cups you refilled To my evening's many cups Are you well? Haven't seen you around lately Making me worry about you You're not in trouble, are you? Having no one to laugh with Or even a reason to smile Want to ask you about something It's about your chili recipe Lost my...Read On

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How Are You?

It's been one hundred and sixty seven days ...

How are you? It's been months since we last talked I miss you calling me sometimes The way you pop up messages out of the blue Happy Anniversary Hope you are celebrating where you are too. We miss you laughing with us The way you make us feel happy Happy Mother's Day Hope you visit us sometimes I love you, so sorry if I didn't say it more often But I know deep in your heart you knew Hope...Read On

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Tonight

Battle within Despair Not worthy Raging Heart blacken  Emptiness Soul lost Pain Standing alone Darkness Goating spectors Numbness Midnight gongs         ...Read On

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take yourself away (the place where our tears go #2)

she took herself away too soon at sixteen could’ve given a single try to what she was but it wasn’t her call a tattoo of a finger around her face i must’ve looked for her five times, maybe more she said she wanted everyone to see her middle finger she didn’t care she cared so little that she didn’t care to stay alive ended always with a trumpet in the skies the hats...Read On

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Carnal Threads

In recesses of my mind where you will find me, writing my poetry   for streams of my urethra. Winding rivers of dark giving in to the raptures, and a choir of angels in fields of Andromeda. As a scent of lust captures my poetic frenzy, in carnal threads, of my aphrodisia'....Read On

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Footprints

In shadows of the oasis of dust in the haboob like bedouins of the night on the Sinai Leaving footprints in the sand crossing the dunes in caravans whispering Arabic love songs blowing over the silica Seeking treats of sweet plums as you trace my shadow with your lips of ghost and embrocation of love In the shadows of the oasis where spirits dwell in the fonds of trees   leaving footprints...Read On

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naked to flicker (the place where our tears go #1)

nothing. what am i.

nothing what am i that just that i feel it real deep under the skin above my scratched fingernails that smell like your smell your baggy clothes oh they hide you and your shapes like a secret of a friend stabbing a friend in the back you don’t wanna say it you’d rather staple your tongue right beneath the bottom edge of your speaking terms listen your knees crack again...Read On

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Bitter Fruit

Love’s joys soon die leaving only pain

A poet wrote, “parting is such sweet sorrow,” A cloying sentiment I would dispute, The fading of love spawns such bitter fruit, Better death than to awake the morrow. Though the fruit of love’s dawning seems so sweet, The joy of its consumption is but brief And rapture turns too soon to anguished grief, For the pleasure of love is but deceit. The promises of amorous desire, Of endless bliss...Read On

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Twilight of the Gods

We did not go like lambs to our deaths

Twilight of the Gods (Raanana, May 2, 2019) Liberated from the shackles of human decency And the bonds of fundamental morality, Girded by Thor's hammer and Aryan superiority They rounded us up in the small hours of night When our innocense slept dreaming Of unicorns and stolen kisses Marching us half-dressed or naked Through the streets to waiting trucks and trains To be...Read On

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Nights Such As This

An old man remembers his first love

It’s on summer nights such as this That I remember so clearly; Sitting in my chair in silence As the daylight fades from the sky And the soft air folds about me Like a soothing blanket of peace.   It’s on gentle nights such as this That I remember so clearly; Looking out across the calm loch To the fell-sides outlined ink black Against the paler indigo Of the star bedecked...Read On

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An odd rhyme.

 

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Olden Troves

Sleeping into tomorrow on gold forsythia as the moonlight hung a valance zinnia dreaming of psalms and aphrodisia' with roses strung on a bed of petal's vine and spirits of Raphael From your lips of red charming and nectar's sweet of a pillow's down of honey's dew in autumn's wind with the essence of aged wine   from the vineyard of your heart Like a swan in flight with gilded wings...Read On

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Distance and Time

The shadows are long Like our conversations

Distance and Time (Raanana, Israel, July 19, 2017) In the time of the dying light When the distant sun dallies Over the western hills, Its radiant fingers fondling the upper slopes Like expectant breasts to its warm touch, The shadows are long Like our conversations, Careful not to say too much Yet desirous that they not end. In the manicured garden The shadow of the...Read On

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Nemesis

The impermanence of all created things

Impassive sentinel of history, Mute and inscrutable you stand alone, Floating serenely on a sea of sand, Unmoved by the passage of centuries And indifferent to the countless hordes  Whose brief existence has been conducted Within sight of your enigmatic gaze, You are a stark and silent testament  To the folly of human vanity And its desire for immortality; For the bodies of those...Read On

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The Dormers

In autumn's gilded leaves and angels in the teapot wafting pekoe and polishing the gold As frost paints the pane with tears in condensation and love in distilation smiling in the eaves Seeing your eyes glow as windchimes sing   and romance in tow kissed on crimson lips Wafting pekoe with love's purity as the piccolos whistle from the dormers up above  ...Read On

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MikeStone
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Beresheet: a Eulogy

The sons of Adam, like Moses Whose past was prologue, Saw the Promised Landing.

Beresheet: a Eulogy (Raanana, April 11, 2019) As it is written, Beresheet bara Elohim et ha'shamayim v'et ha'aretz, In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth, And on the sixth day, God made mankind in His image, In His image He created them; Man and Woman He created them. On the seventh day, He rested, As it is written. On the eighth day Man's progeny made a robot arrow...Read On

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Seductive Weaponry

See her, know her, fall for her

Sitting in city squares in a time of springlike air filled with fragrant alluring pastimes our worlds mellowed conjoined  in friendship so melodic One saw the seductive weaponry that she had acquired in life saw the unobtrusive crossing of lithesome legs tentative touch of graceful fingers on the arm coy tilts of a flippant head casually tossed tresses unfurled  One watched it both...Read On

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MikeStone
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Red Rover

“Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Opportunity over (to Mars)”

Red Rover (Raanana, February 15, 2019) “Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Opportunity over (to Mars)” Was perhaps its final ironical thought As Opportunity's battery ran low, After Martian winds failed to blow off The dust piled thick on its solar panels From that last Martian storm. After fourteen years of plodding exploration Learning every inch of those twenty-eight Square miles of red sand...Read On

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MikeStone
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Cassini

Up until the last few moments, the objectives of the mission had been nominal ...

" Cassini " (Raanana, September 17, 2017) Up until the last few moments The objectives of the mission had been nominal: To receive the project team's requests To see and taste the atmospheres Of planets and their moons And return a steady stream Of digital impressions to the team For their analysis and summation, To make a slow adjustment with one's thrusters, Point...Read On

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Transcendent Love Ends In Final Exaltation

When I was young and lustfully inclined I set my sails to cross the wine dark seas In search of lands where lotus eaters lived, Seduced by tales of hedonistic joys; A world of myriad fleshly delights And unrestrained sensual indulgence, Where I could gorge on luscious nubile fruits In endless days of sweet debauchery.   With never a moment’s pause for regret Or backward glance to...Read On

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Too Many Fish

Now that you haunt me in my sleep with the ending just a breath away   as embers of lust turn to frost leaving only your boney fingers I would have told you I love you if we hadn't been saying goodbye as your memories fade to cold with too many fish to fry    And even though you are gone there's a ghost lurking in my mind making sense of a heart gone wrong as I take a fading last gasp But...Read On

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Can’t wait to meet our daughter

Dedicated to our unborn baby girl, I wrote this the day after our ultrasounds scan.

The miracle of sound waves Projected on a screen Create a blurry image Of the child I’ve never seen   The first time that I saw you My jaw dropped to the ground Our precious little baby Was sleeping safe and sound   I couldn’t even see your face To put into a frame I wish that I could hold you I don't even know your name   I printed off your photograph Your scan in black...Read On