Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

By Donovan Baldwin

this graceful danseuse
pursuing enlightenment...
dances in her mind

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soft soothing sunrise
this peaceful pastel morning...
slow awakening

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i disperse my pain
writing aches and injuries...
erasing the past

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despite your sweetness
i've tasted life's bitter dregs...
that always remains

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well placed black brush strokes
against white paper background...
night... bare trees... fresh snow...

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such a peaceful night
you me the moon up above...
a silver embrace

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gently winds the wind
wending through trees it wanders...
leaves me wondering

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a gentle angel
folding her wings around me...
soothes my troubled soul

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Poetry, such slow music,
Limp words substituted
For lilting notes,
Laid upon air or ear,
To an unseen audience,
Poet never to see
A tapping foot, but,
In bored frustrations, or,
Feet driven to movement,
Only in a sidling two step,
Towards the door,
And, a more exciting party.

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There's no joy I've known,
As that of a dog set free,
The big red setter, Sean,
With a leprechaun grin,
Laughing eyes, and
Flapping ears,
Plunging into the bay,
Tracking down scuttling crabs
In their defensive karate poses,
With his boy at his side.

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Photo: Dancer Ruth St. Denis

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