clouds

Clouds...

I see there a train -

wagon by wagon

refueling

ordnance in

innocent arms...

a bolt from the blue... -

a burst!

and muted silence...

a menace built-up

in the sky...

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the time with

One face

cheeks blushing

oblong

a curve

instead of a straight line

shimmers

just omen

moving along

faith

the quest

recycling starbursts

the souls mingle

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Wheel of Moon

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Spinning your wheel,

oh, Moon,

I’ve been introduced

to many faces

and moods

I went through

the calendars

of visitors,

appeared and

disappeared

in centuries’

volcano

craters;

buried the talents

and gifts of

past incarnation -

they might come

in the present lifetime

if I keep the seat

at merry- go-round

Oh, Moon,

will your guise,

so  swollen,

turn in the oval

if I disappear…

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