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new home—
I pick ripe strawberries
in the rain
dandelion—
the universe
on a stem
alone
in this evening chill
I peel my first grape
my echo
has no answers—
her empty room
storm front—
I walk through the rising tide
of my mind
Cinqku
walking
hip-to-hip
with her that day—
funny, how words can fail
poets ...
sing me
that love song
locked in your heart—
the one your pulse whispers
warm nights
Cinqku Noir
paint me
with the blood
of warriors—
I have no other cheek
unturned
Alone
on dark nights,
when the wind howls,
I play Russian roulette—
all smiles!
Each day,
while others
enjoy the sun,
behind closed blinds I make
dark plans.
full moon ...
the wolf blood
howls through his veins—
a girl in red shifts her
basket
The poetry on this page is Copyright © 2005 by Michael L. Evans.
Email: trailermike@wavecable.com
City & Country: Port Orchard, Washington, USA.
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Vol. 5, No. 1 - Fall & Winter 2005
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