Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

Ask the wind to sing for me,

Take me back to boyhood

In the woods beside the bay,

Climb those trees once more,

Contemplating in boyish ways,

The rhythm and adventure of

Life and the endless sea,

Progenitors of poetry,

And the future poet.

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Never call me broken.

Bent and crushed,

Crumpled and thrown away,

Stitched and sewn

Back together so much

My very soul looks

Like the Frankenstein monster...

But still walks, talks, growls,

And spits out poetry, so,

Don't ever call me broken...

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exposing myself

trying to speak the simple truth

others can't believe

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never ending roar

wind ceaselessly stings my skin

memories replayed

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let poet love you

write you into poetry

a few hundred times

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many love letters

well disguised as poetry

to adored goddess

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below soul's surface

she is like an ocean tide

drawing me with her

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best i stay unseen

remain poet who exists

as mere words of love

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heart beats and hand moves

while all the rest is dying

love remains alive

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gown about her feet

most revealing pose at dawn

watercolor orchid

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sharing our hearts' smiles

with our souls dancing naked

to our poetry

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a lovely morning

poetry over coffee

the look in your eyes

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morning's mist glistens

sweetly drips from her petals

dawn's enticing dew

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endless waves and wind

begetter of poetry

always the ocean

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dream she knows i'm here

knows of words i wrote for her

expecting nothing

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seems a shy flower

yet hidden petals glisten

with love's fiery dew

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DONOVAN BALDWIN

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