Ocean

As you edge in

You also edge out

Take steady steps

To gather a focus

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Shaded Steps

Many times before & once again
Sky blue, blue white
Deepest blue
An ink line of horizon

Lesser blues, on their way
To the fond greens of the Atlantic Ocean
Past the canary yellow buoys
& the purer whites of the speedboats

Which momentarily create a spray
Whose colour is no more
Than the colour of clear water
Blasted into suspension

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Luz

Some places feel comfortable

Almost in an instant

One feels no need here

For leather bound notebooks

Instead to scrape our names

Into the shoreline rocks

To chisel, as might a sculpture

The story of deep love

Within its sea, as viewed

From the cross on the hilltop

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Energies Amore

A practical label; for the time and the place

That surrounds the beautiful cusps of sleep

Around the time of awakening

Again today such stirrings

Collaborations of line and image, half sounds

Forces, exuberance; sense of a distillation process

Unable to fathom, unable either to entirely recapture

Instead to write of trees and grapes, of soft warm skin

Heavens scent, chased wildly through open vineyards

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EP

Soon as you rise, so soon you begin to fade

The veil is drawn, drawn for self protection

In the pre-existence of the grey-green leaf

There was the rich soil & volumes of water

Let then the thief be taken by jade; runes

Of our own insistence; to escape detection

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