Wednesday, April 01, 2020

 

THE WIND IS RISING, AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN WRITTEN MARCH 2, 2020

By https://twitter.com/donovanbaldwin

the wind is rising
brave bold adventurer's blast
i must set my sails

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no hot lover i
romantic bard truthsayer
who learned how to love

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slow loving i learned
years of practice nights of pain
failed and tried again

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quietness collects
settles warmly about me
and i think of you

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how soft is the grass
mattress to lovers engaged
in making new life

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fingers beginning
her wordless paean resounds
in ancient refrain

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No reason for the wind,
It, like sun and moon,
Has its own purposes
Unconcerned with desires
Of puny mortals
Who dare each day
To defy gods of
Wind and sun and moon,
Chasing celestial bodies,
Take matters of
The Universe
Upon their shoulders,
Lifting proudly
To make it better.
No reason for the wind,
Or for Man, except,
That each is here
For their reason and each
Must follow its own nature.

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Copyright 2020 By Donovan Baldwin
Art: Willem van de Velde the Younger Ships On A Stormy Sea

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Monday, March 02, 2020

 

AS IF SUN'S OWN LIGHT, AND OTHER POEMS WRITTEN JANUARY 13, 2020 BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

By Donovan Baldwin

as if sun's own light
a far flung radiation
essence of true love

moon reflected back
so that by darkest of nights
we remain aware

this wondrous event
illuminating lovers
cast so far apart

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on separate isles
gazing cross a sea of dreams
with eyes of desire

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fingers in your hair
lips to lips pressed and open
trembling with passion

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most erotic tale
we write with touches as words
traced upon our skin

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more to our kisses
passionately uniting
mouths bodies and souls

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wrapped in our warm arms
bodies protect each other
naked love at home

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i write of my touch
your soft quiver of delight
our private story

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my so youthful words
belie the reality
of the ancient man

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why do i love her
quite the naughty lass she is
that's one good reason

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i know the moon has
secrets lovers keep hidden
for she told me yours

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play me light moon tunes
soft silver notes of snowfall
whispering to trees

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immortal the sea
her rhythmic waves beat in me
for eternity

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i bow before grace
upon rising of the sun
grateful at your feet

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Call me acolyte.
All lasts but as long
As we remember,
Speak names and words,
Others have forgotten,
Or never known,
But, with time,
That world
A shrinking memory
Grows
Smaller,
Dimmer,
And can only glow,
Remain almost as bright,
If someone
Tends its flame,
As I choose to do.

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- Copyright February 2020 by Donovan Baldwin

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