The circle,
A whole,
An ever-going
And ever-returning,
The centre
Within as without,
One,
Being.
© jsmorgane (Dec 09)
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Category: poems
Shut me up
It cannot be,
You say.
It should not be,
You’d think.
It’s easy enough,
I know.
Just show me
Who you are
Then ask me
Not to see
(Or feel or share)
And there is nothing left
For me to say
(But trivialities)
And so you shut me up,
Leaving me
Starring, wide-eyed,
At the wreck I wrought.
© jsmorgane (April 2010)
Ancestors
He wrote a letter
We asked him
What about
He simply said
To say Thank You
And Goodbye
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Double-spaced
Just to make sure
He might not
Read his hand
A little boy’s
Talking about
He would not
Tell us
What he meant
In a world
Now bereft
Certainty fluttering
With the letter
Into the grave
© jsmorgane (Jan 06)