The Hue of Purple

I wondered, in this tinge of pink, in this hue of purple

what the poetess would contemplate

in the ocean

seeing, more with the heart

could she hear the music

in the waves?

would whale bones speak to her?

no God would condemn

such a soul that loved the mysteries

the vastness of everything

whose being

was awakened

by the sun.

Note: Dedicated to the memory of the wonderful poetess Mary Oliver.

Mary lived for a time in Massachusetts with her partner Molly Malone Cook. Molly was a photographer and at times took pictures of famous people.

Mary’s poetry speaks to me due to her observations of life and nature, and how she feels about being alive. Currently I’m reading her book Why I Wake Early. It is filled with light, and I always feel lifted when I read her work. I highly recommend it.

Peace.

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The Wind I Know

The wind I know never leaves this Earth, moving

teaching the mighty oaks to bend, or caressing

the most gentle of all flowers, once

I saw the mountain wind make a man cry,

with his prayers carried throughout the Earth

his broken heart beginning to mend

the wind announced his need in Singapore

and rain fell washing him,

the wind can do all that,

have you seen the wind move?

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In Our Moonlight

In our moonlight My Love we walk stronger hand in hand,

sand under our feet, as if we belong to the Earth

as if we have always belonged together,

turning, you draw yourself in

I hesitate, then accept your invite

as I whisper into your ear,

a small verse

from my Heart Song.

“My Love”.

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