Category: Poetry

A Tide Barely Felt

A Tide Barely Felt

The Tide Barely Felt   Time, the tide barely felt, Sweeps us Away.   Its low waves rush across the shore And withdraw, The clicking sounds of tiny rocks colliding, Raking over their fellows, And With each arrival, each delivery, each departure Less force, less vigor, less wash.   Random faces float top shallow pools, […]

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Morning Moon

Morning Moon

Morning Moon by Phil Cline   Mist surrounds the morning moon Hovering above night’s remainder, Heaven’s pale reflection of regret.   Dawn waits wet residue to dry, Moist women asleep, their legs languid, Carelessly spread, left apart-by the departed.   The raucous evening’s promises redeemed Foolish jocularity shortened by haste of Dreaded day.  Here any […]

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Impatient of the Dawn

Impatient of the Dawn

Impatient of the Dawn   No new lease for the cabin in the wood, No replenishment for the lake At the bottom of the hill, No more apple slice   Slipped between my lips, The taste crisp, crunched And savored like dew drops From a branch’s furthest tip,   Only the lonely slap of my […]

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Before Life

Before Life

Before Life   Afloat snug in warm fluid for untold time Awaiting mine own age to emerge, Innocent, perfect, ready To preen, to pretend, to prance   In seed plenum; shell, fossil, rock entombed An eternity. Inanimate to animate by a bit of water, A trowel, an earthquake shaking boulders loose To gambol, smash, crush, […]

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Confusion

Confusion

Confusion   Unwelcome to me The too bright light from From across the street. Spilling in, over the sill, onto   The undusted dresser, The bedposts of an empty bed, Blankets and rumpled sheets cast aside, The door half closed as if she still slept there.   I wish to be left to my dreams. […]

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