Ben Gieske

____nothing glamorous, a lady
_____ walking down the stairs
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A FALLING LEAF

In the multitude
between the cacophonies
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(inspired by John Latham's art, 'The N-U Niddrie Heart')

I awoke in a stream of rays,
laid my Pregnant Survivor’s Manual
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moon shadow
the little gray mouse
edges toward the cheese
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are like water
..............in a stream

endlessly flowing
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Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Where are you hiding me?
That face is not the one I recall.
It’s not the me I seem to be.
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(dedicated to Meggie Gultiano)

deep from within
arises from a flaming core
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Ev’ry morning we glory to see the sun
breakfast the day with its yolk of golden ways
when birds are happiest to sing their songs.
What is new is sure to get our welcome
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........................It’s a butterfly day.
...............Not yet what color can I say.

.................The rain has just subsided.
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under the dogwood
leaves cover
a cat’s grave
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(painting by Dennis Sheehan)

As the sun silently slips behind a clump of trees,
saying goodbye to its day-long spent energy
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This morning the sun spattered the world with blue
Skies and from their resting places the winds blew

In reply. Now around us we see blue jays,
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you
sunshine
to my face
your warmth I feel
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We will build a tower
With unbridled spring-water attitudes
Flowing with fires of charity
For all the suffering multitudes
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the clouds
................dark in the horizon
..............................prepare for departure

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over the hill
a river of fog
flooding the valley
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freshly fallen snow
no tracks to follow
no dreams

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An ambrosial blue
awakens its eyes
petal by petal
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I went to Japan and met a Samurai
Who lived in the mountains which were very high.
He was a master of the art of origami.
He made a thousand paper cranes just for me. *
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away with all this seriousness
truth can be a sinful senseless mess

Just want to be a happy poet
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