Poetry for Thought

A Collection of Untitled Works

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Mind tangled in the reeds of this place

Whispering, banking

Cold by the waters;

I cannot go back to the world I once lived in

A time before quakes through

The trees, curling on the wind.

The past is over and done.

- d.e.siems Custer 2005

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The blackened tears of stone façades

Peer down in silence at the bustling hum thrum way

Their broken wings, dismal

Portray stories of forgotten days

And through it all they bare and grin

Though the stains streaming, weep keen mourn

To seek the pin points of light again

Yet in the haze are forever shorn

-d.e.siems Madrid, Spain 2006

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From the core to the fingertips

The beat pulses out into calm waters

Majestic the curling chaos breaks above

Below the clarity of no breath

In the vastness I am naked

-d.e.siems 2010

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So gloriously ruined the soul

By something so primal in all understanding

A complete disregard towards each other

For much courage as that of a butterfly

Could rip these wings from our back

A love so strong and winded, a torrent

Entropy entranced a rhythm a howl to life;

Where in the sand our fingers curl.

A promethean spirit divined

Rustling the dream falls caught by a whisper

Only to climb on the dawn and scatter the stars away.

Let not such a dream slip through the fingers

Pin these wings back into place to take flight

-d.e.siems SoCal 2011

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Crooked moon hast thou been made to

Ever change or be overcome by death?

Not as a precious thing, cherished

No as necessary in power, force

Waves commanded, yet trapped by the earth

To be present and unseen or ripely splitting with delight

-d.e.siems 2013

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