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| by moira hahn |
1.
Tea leaves--
Fumbling with the words
She drops everything, prospects
Empty paper cup
.
2.
sun-kissed
my flowering on
your moonlit pond
my flowering on
your moonlit pond
.
3.
turning fullto your pleasure,
my trembling valley
.
4. Calla---
Nary a whisper
Nor a deep sigh, just quiet
Freshness, drowning weeds
.
5.
I like how you gaze
At the budding night, holding
Up your spiced hued kiss!
.At the budding night, holding
Up your spiced hued kiss!
6.
out of her black cloud
come the raindrops, rippling and
waking his ocean
.
7.
flutter tongue wings go---
spiced flavors you weave
among sky delectable
savory cuisine
.
Softly—
I dare lean onto,
A feather in a linger
And your lips so warm
I dare lean onto,
A feather in a linger
And your lips so warm
.
8.
way up the sycamore---
a waning moon and
concurring burst of day hues
dawn's soliloquy
a waning moon and
concurring burst of day hues
dawn's soliloquy
.
9.
coup de maître ---
the night svelte rapture
plump fruit of the deep wrinkle
a dream bursting dreams
.
the night svelte rapture
plump fruit of the deep wrinkle
a dream bursting dreams
.
10.
My fleur---
Islands flirt with swells
Skirts aflame sweet pansy air
Blooms toss for the kiss
Islands flirt with swells
Skirts aflame sweet pansy air
Blooms toss for the kiss
.
11.
Haven under--
Dimming starlit haze
Clouds laden with grayer gaze
Mists leading nowhere
A worm inches on a twig
Imagining each leaf, home
.
12.
Far East ---
A moon dons thick veils
Trembling of her played out pelts
Night's silk, sweet sorrow
A moon dons thick veils
Trembling of her played out pelts
Night's silk, sweet sorrow
.
13.
covered--
I catch one red and
a flame, lost in sky's tropic
fall's curtain kisses
I catch one red and
a flame, lost in sky's tropic
fall's curtain kisses
.
14.
And I---
walk through fire and rain
pigtailed breath of old and new
stories of blue moons
walk through fire and rain
pigtailed breath of old and new
stories of blue moons
.
15.
Oh nuts---
I am in a dash
Tossed by winds and my curls fell
A bad hair Friday
I am in a dash
Tossed by winds and my curls fell
A bad hair Friday
.
16.
Dawn---
Fragrance sprays blue mists
rich like scent of cool waters
soul floats transparent
.
17.
This red flaunts a fall
swooning over your last line,
"Autumn surrenders"
.
18.
A sound---
On a leafy swing
Words low-pitched, pause in deep sigh
Oblivion exhales
.
19.
O---
intoxication
in human form, wash me nights
dark fire magnolias
.
20.
falling frail---
its moist rays of light
a satiny dream recedes,
half full breathing stars
.
21.
your piercing darkness
leaves a fire, bringing a dawn
curling ends of vines
.
22.
sunset---
nightfall satin lace
sky and earth darkening hour
blood sob on cello
.
23.
swept---
dry leaves sneak away
under guise of rain and wind
outskirts of a dream
.
24.
Reflections---
Luminous mirror
Undressing shadows naked
An autumn within
.
25.
Halloween howl---
A dog lifts one leg
Under night cloaks of masked thieves
A skeleton laughs
.
26.
A whisper insists
Unfolds a music so deep
Head on soft pillows
.
27.
whisperer---
face in fading ink
imagination remains
chains in my attic
.
©2010 v.j.m.a.
art on board: Francine de Van Hove

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