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Tag Archives: Magpie
Heavens Bridge
Beetle horns collide, unleash forked arcs of heavens power. A wanderer on heavens bridge watches the dipper crash in water vast. Magpie fleets seek the vast star void. From star filled rivers oxen drink. ~~~ Image found here: http://japanhinomaru.blogspot.co.uk/2012/02/mitologia-japonesa.html My … Continue reading
Wistful
Across moon flooded skies the metallic chatter of magpies. Kingfisher green calls back from rivers lost in rivers. A weaver girl rests after a long days work. A wistful feeling rises as a oxen trail passes by. ~~~ Rolling down … Continue reading
Herd Boy and Weaver
Gazing at Star Fall Hollow lake catches star fall from heavens peaks, innumerable still shine in pregnant emptiness. Gazing and gazing, how many magpies span such fathomless depths? Left by the Shore, for Who May Find It Dragons race along … Continue reading
Magpie (Poems)
“All the birds that were singing Have flown except you alone” And in the branches, a magpie appeared, the third of the day. ~~~ Park wanderings under sun drenched clouds in azure music flowing “All the birds that were singing … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged American Beauty, Brokedown Palace, Coincidence, Grateful Dead, Magpie, Park, Poetry, Trees
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Magpie (3 poems)
Black and white coruscating through viridian leaves. Streak of purple. ~~~ Black phantom dips white revenant rising. Stripe of purple scythes through the air. ~~~ Black descending white rising stream of purple lingers. ~~~ Same as the heron poems. Feedback … Continue reading
Poems (Buddha, Fire Flies and Magpie)
Just sit, like Buddha and all will be fine. ~~~ Zipping through its fragmentations and fractures, phosphorescent trails linger in the ether, lighting up the interior of the abandoned dwelling before gradually fading away as the fire flies journey outwards … Continue reading
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Tagged Black and White, Buddha, Dwelling, Fire Flies, Magpie, Night, Phosphorescent, Sit, Tree
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Golden Giraffes Riding Scarlet Flamingos Through The Desert of Forever 