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the loves of m

>> Wednesday, August 18, 2010



























the loves of m she collects
with butterfly hands in her
japanese garden, rubicund,
koi swimming abstractedly
cherry blossoms falling like
s           n             o           w
                  w             s
     o                                  n
                    n            w
s           n             o           w


but her love to transience is
a slave. when idle bamboos
in the autumn evening bend
the lantern's soft light ebbs
the tender lotus, poignantly,
d r   i      f         t                 s


the love of m is a song, her
loves, its half-remembered
l       l        l        l        l      l
i        i        i        i
n       n       n
e       e
s
























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4 comments:

Ann Rodela August 18, 2010 at 1:22 PM  

Wow I really enjoyed your poem Chris A.

Tell me...Who is M ?

May
I

W A N D E R

in
N
D r e a m s ?

Cris A August 19, 2010 at 5:22 AM  

M is just a variable - it could be anyone. M because it's right smack in the middle of the alphabet! Haha

Thanks for dropping by, glad you enjoyed it :D

Nancy Hinchliff August 19, 2010 at 8:20 AM  

Cris, This is beautiful...and the pictures are amazing.

Jodi August 19, 2010 at 10:41 AM  

Lovely and very unique.. Love the new image, too :) *ahem* all of them..

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