Tag: Poetry
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Country
Where I am from
No one cares,
But who cares
When a country
Whose borne
We’re all wayfarers
To the terra incognita
Where journeys end
By the Five Rivers. -
Secure
Normal is an ideal,
Calm is a rebel,
Discord of malice
Stalks her will
To find her lost star;
The gift of disaster
From the Fates
Keeps her secure
Beneath the tree forever
In Tartarus. -
Limit
You can fathom
The depth of the sea,
You can measure
The height of the mountain,
But you can never
Know the boundary
Of the soul. -
shapeshifter
One leap into the starry air
Beneath the visiting moon
When ghosts begin to roam
This world of sense everywhere,
She lands with paws and meows
With a mask from a ghost paddler
A cat wandering in night’s delight.
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