MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh

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rockin’ world

sea legs still stagger
from ten days at sea
blood flows warm
with caribbean welcome
memory still awed by
rain-forest overabundance


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oregon december phenomenon

lowering clouds
gray-heavy nimbus
appear to press upon
the surface of the pacific
but sunset
even in the rain
demands its golden
band of light
and rainbow is flattened
nearly hoizontal
between heaven
and liquid earth

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E ashes

he’s gone
not buried with his parents
not contained in marble urn
but scattered
among thuderous clouds
and spikes of lightning
mud puddles and
sprouts of pine and fir
a vaster part of earth now
than when he was
mine alone

gentle, gentle mist
clinging bit by tiny hint
to my arms, my hair
and eyelids
causing me to blink
caught between
warm and wet,
heaven and earth-bound
wishing for what
can never be again
longing for his arms
close around me
granting me love