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Solemn Autumn

Crisp, crushed, chaotic leaves, fallen. My steps taken, trodden. My feet; the mortar’s pestle, solemn. Kaleidoscope of abstract art, autumn. Nature’s unframed canvas; so infinite, calling. ~ an EWK ‘work-in-progress’ Poe’em   ©2016 EWK

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King for a Day

King for a Day. All the Pawns would play. Shape and stature, White or black lacquer? What does it matter, if you strut along so dapper? Take this moment by the horns, Wearing that crown of gilded thorns. Slide along this

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This Old Place

This old place has become a worn relic Avoiding the urge to redevelop Farms often sold with great haste Seldom is this sort of place Left alone nature’s charm can envelop. ~ an EWK Limerick Poe’em  ©2016 EWK /// Irish Limerick line-style

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What Does?

What does beautiful feel like in the dark? What does sexy sound like in silence? What does time look like without a clock? ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2016 EWK

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Pineapple Daydreams

Pineapple daydreams Potent yellowing within Best eaten when ripe. ~ an EWK Haiku Poe’em   ©2016 EWK

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At Night

A sliver of moonlight scrapes along my windowpane. Hurting my mind as these eyes wouldn’t see These shards of my saddening darkness  Silhouetted as outlines drawn My curtains shut tight At night. ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2016 EWK

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I was 9, Once Upon a Time

I was 9. Grandparent’s homestead My land of make-believe Jailhouse in a tree Time stood still. Once Upon a Time. ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2016 EWK (inspired by an old Polaroid photo)

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Reach for the Sky

Ethereal sky blew Infinite depth upturned Above an anchored mass. Of living in place. Swirled assemblage of unclaimed wisps Past times of weightless assumptions Within glazed ‘blink-blinded’ reflections. Windows closed shut. Lofted airs plummet above Scurrying amongst built voids Of

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Time Can be Elastic

TIME CAN BE AN ELASTIC SUBSTANCE; like a bubble blown from a fresh stick of gum. Or time can so very rigid as an old wad of previously chewed chewing gum abandoned to the forgotten bottoms of the cafeteria tables

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28 Quotes of Dreams as a Poetic Statement

~ ‘Dreams’ “Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.” ~ by poet Langston Hughes (1902

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Sailing Free

If the wind is right we could sail tonight From the harbor; out to the sea Cast our sails, pull the line Together, you and me It feels so right So genuine Sailing Free . ~ an EWK Poe’em  

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Move a’head

Quite often… “In order to move a’head, you need to move a’foot. To know what’s best and what’s a’should, when a’do is better than a’would.” ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2015 EWK (inspired by a’nother daydream)

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I dreamed I was

I dreamed I was flying. Over hills and valleys. Rising above. My spirit soared. I dreamed I was climbing. Reaching for cliffs. Seeking a summit. Against infinite gravity. I dreamed I was dying. Swirling tube of grayness inclined. Lightness casts

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Crumbs of Expression

crumbs of expression  tossed along my narrowing paths. gobbled up like stale croutons fed to birds. birds burping on crusts dive off into their own wind. give me a caw, caw or as much as a chirp. on your way

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Memories of Us

Memories of us and the walks we made. Hands held together as we forgave. Shadows had fallen from every tree. Stories held long within their leaves. Thoughts of times we often shared. Whom else I’d consider? I hadn’t dared. Heads

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Into the clouds of our yesterday’s

Up and away it goes. Tethered to more than just a string. Extending the heights of youthful fun, soaring along the unmarked course of a child’s imagination. Let’s go fly a kite. Into the clouds of our yesterday’s. Hold on

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Dreams. Zzz…

Dreams.              l       r              e      a           perception              p      i    

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End of Summer

Laying on my back-side at the knoll of a grassy hilltop. The sunlight streams at lowly shadowing angles from just above my ever-so-old, slate roofed, clapboard homestead farmhouse that sits along the timber-railed fence. This fence was built by my

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