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      NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month

      THE STORM’S EYES

      Tornado you seek
      The darkness
      I feel weak ..
      The skies in complete blackness
      Your power I’ll see all week.

      Clouds move like spilled ink
      On a grey canvas
      That I left to streak
      Brushing with slugs
      As an artist, you can’t peek.

      My art smears as the storm claims
      Bold dark colors
      Watch how it fades
      I’m happy…Read More

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      I was gonna jump
      but I needed someone to watch
      so I waited
      and while waitin
      the moment passed
      and I forgot why I climbed
      so I came back down
      quieter than I went up

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    • The Tenth Muse Speaks: Whispers Across Lesbos

      She walks on the edge of the wind,
      voice braided with sea and olive,
      each syllable a spark struck
      from the tinder of longing.

      Island-born, where the waves fold
      like a lover’s arm,
      she counts the pulses of hearts
      as though each beat were a star.

      You burn me
      my limbs betray m…Read More

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      • Curly Grace, what a great opening line: “She walks on the edge of the wind”. While I enjoyed reading the entirety of your poem, that last verse will be remembered by me. Poets, poetry, should never be “contained” or constrained. -Curt

        • Thank you, Curt. That means a lot. I’m glad those lines stayed with you. And I agree… poetry needs room to breathe.

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      Love Sonnet LXXIX

      As I glide smoothly across
      the ice, as the cold air assails
      my face, I feel like I am
      flying. Your face

      appears under the ice, staring
      up at me. You are smiling,
      your hands, upturned, reach
      toward me, inviting me to

      join you in the cold, wet
      waters of this dream. I
      fly faster, skates moving

      like a blur,…Read More

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      • I love the chill of this poem – if you’re not a fan of Kate Bush do listen to Under Ice on The Hounds of Love album!

        • Thanks HJx, for the sweet comment and for the the Kate Bush mention. I will definitely go listen. I actually do like the few songs I have heard from her. As well as her duet with Peter Gabriel on “Don’t Give Up”.

          • You’re welcome – enjoy Kate! “Waking the Witch” from the same album inspired me to write Heathen, the opening tale in Basque Love Stories. It’s here on Starsrite, too, live, featuring sensational young actress Isla Furl as Julia. Enjoy!

      • Such a vivid, haunting piece. I love how it moves from ice to fire with such ease. Beautifully done.

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