Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

Original Poetry By Donovan Baldwin

DANCER ON THE SHORE

Is it music from
A long forgotten past?
Is it that which so strongly
Drives her to dance upon the sand,
Lifting her arms in gestures of
Unrestrained joy,
Face filled with glad wonder
As she dances to an awesome
Pounding of drums,
And ancient chants,
Only she can hear?

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burning with slow flames
heat builds from your kiss and touch...
until i explode

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euphoric events
promote passionate pleasures...
explosive results

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these lurid colors
exponentially gaudy...
orgasmic sunrise

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some simple black strokes
on a white paper background...
dead trees fresh snow night

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the moon and our dreams
visit in the night then leave...
too soon forgotten

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My childhood cowboy boots
Grown frail and fragile,
Bent and dry with age,
Only capable of walking in
Fractal fantasies disguised as
Half forgotten,
Half remembered,
Memories of a boy
Still inside somewhere.

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I rode wildly,
In a mad rush,
Among the trees,
An old pecan orchard,
Swept away but hoping
Not to be swept off,
The back of the
Bony old nag
Madly amok
Neath the
Saddle

I hoped NOT to part company with.

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin

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