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goldenlangur
sun rises

and raindrop

burns my face

 

burns my face -

the things I've thought

you said

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
I lost

my self in your eyes

I take it back

 

~~Tink

 

 

I take it back

I keep it hard

- empty embrace

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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I take it back

I keep it hard

- empty embrace

 

empty embrace

the words are blank

dreams wander

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summayya said:
Aleksandra said:
 I take it back
I keep it hard
- empty embrace

empty embrace
the words are blank
dreams wander

dreams wander
untethered by deadlines
they can drift away
                    ~~jvg

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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tonyv said:
Lake said:
they drift away
as swift as a night-
blooming cereus

Blooming cereus
drinks the moonlight. Moths, bats,
a scorpion.

a scorpion
scampers from a burning log
scatters campers
                                   ~~jvg

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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Larsen M. Callirhoe
they drift away

as swift as a night-

blooming cereus

 

Blooming cereus

drinks the moonlight. Moths, bats,

a scorpion.

 

 

a scorpion

scampers from a burning log

scatters campers

 

~~Tink

 

scatters campers

the wind blows hard

the campfire warms the campers

 

hello everyone cheers from victor aka larsen

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Larsen M. Callirhoe said:
Tinker said:
tonyv said:
Lake said:
they drift away
as swift as a night-
blooming cereus

Blooming cereus
drinks the moonlight. Moths, bats,
a scorpion.

a scorpion
scampers from a burning log
scatters campers
                       ~~jvg

scatters campers
the wind blows hard
the campfire warms the campers

hello everyone cheers from victor aka Larsen

campfire warms campers
dancing flames lick the night air
sparks drift high

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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goldenlangur
campfire warms campers

dancing flames lick the night air

sparks drift high

 

sparks drift high -

an elephant flails against

electric fence

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

electric fence

surrounds the zoo

animals make noises

 

hi goldenlangur how are you by the way!

victor

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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goldenlangur
electric fence

surrounds the zoo

animals make noises

 

hi goldenlangur how are you by the way!

victor

 

animals make noises -

the earth moves

in the full moon

 

 

Hi Victor icon_biggrin.png Thank you for asking. I'm very well. I hope you're doing well too icon_smile.gif goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur
The drunken city

wakes, stretches, yawns, and swallows

the morning commute.

 

the morning commute -

I smell her perfume

she reads my paper

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
The drunken city

wakes, stretches, yawns, and swallows

the morning commute.

 

the morning commute -

I smell her perfume

she reads my paper

 

 

goldenlangur

 

sorry my friends, now I will try to catch you icon_razz.gif

 

She reads my paper

jealous on my words

I'm getting angry icon_mad.gif

 

icon_biggrin.png

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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The drunken city

wakes, stretches, yawns, and swallows

the morning commute.

 

the morning commute -

I smell her perfume

she reads my paper

 

 

goldenlangur

 

sorry my friends, now I will try to catch you icon_razz.gif

 

She reads my paper

jealous on my words

I'm getting angry icon_mad.gif

 

icon_biggrin.png

 

I'm getting angry,

I'm getting nervous,

I'm getting sad. icon_sad.gif

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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goldenlangur
I'm getting angry,

I'm getting nervous,

I'm getting sad. icon_sad.gif

 

 

I'm getting sad

waiting -

this empty road

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Larsen M. Callirhoe
this empty road

winds into the foothills

adventure beckons

 

 

adventure beckons-

an untrodden road

waiting for you

 

waiting for you

i can dream can't i.

i will be waiting for you.

 

 

hi everyone!

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Aleksandra
waiting for you

i can dream can't i.

i will be waiting for you.

 

 

hi everyone!

 

Hi Victor , how are you?

 

I will be waiting for you

till the sun rise

I talk with the moon...

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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goldenlangur
I will be waiting for you

till the sun rise

I talk with the moon...

 

Good to see you around victor icon_biggrin.png

 

 

I talk with the moon -

the Sakura tree

shakes its head

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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I will be waiting for you

till the sun rise

I talk with the moon...

 

Good to see you around victor icon_biggrin.png

 

 

I talk with the moon -

the Sakura tree

shakes its head

 

goldenlangur

 

shakes its head

drops its petals

plunging Sakura

 

 

Glad to see everyone here.

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goldenlangur
shakes its head

drops its petals

plunging Sakura

 

 

Glad to see everyone here.

 

I second that, Lake icon_smile.gif I hope you're well.

 

plunging Sakura

ripples -

dawn

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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plunging Sakura

ripples -

dawn

 

 

goldenlangur

 

 

Beautiful GL.

 

Dawn

an eagle -

silhouettes

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goldenlangur
Silhouettes

by the sea -

burning

 

 

burning

the sea -

red sun

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur
red sun

sinks behind the west mountain

another day's gone

 

another day's gone -

this page

still empty

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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another day's gone -

this page

still empty

 

still empty

the deep well --

a cat runs after her tail

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goldenlangur
still empty

the deep well --

a cat runs after her tail

 

a cat runs after her tail

the pigeons

coo in duet icon_wink.gif

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
a cat runs after her tail

the pigeons

coo in duet icon_wink.gif

 

 

goldenlangur

 

wonderful Goldenlangur. I like it icon_smile.gif

Coo in duet

like one same voice

dies in a hug

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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goldenlangur

Coo in duet

like one same voice

dies in a hug

 

Glad you liked that Aleksandra icon_smile.gif

 

dies in a hug -

the moon and venus

at dawn

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur
at dawn

flowers raise their heads

shaking off dewdrops

 

shaking off dewdrops -

a old man watches

a lone crow

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Larsen M. Callirhoe
at dawn

flowers raise their heads

shaking off dewdrops

 

shaking off dewdrops -

a old man watches

a lone crow

 

 

goldenlangur

 

a lone crow

sits on the scarecrow

the crow flies away

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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goldenlangur
a lone crow

sits on the scarecrow

the crow flies away

 

the crow flies away

into the red sun -

dreams

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur said:
Larsen M. Callirhoe said:
a lone crow
sits on the scarecrow
the crow flies away

the crow flies away
into the red sun -
dreams
                    goldenlangur

dreams ascend
into 
the clouds to explore
the summer sky

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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Larsen M. Callirhoe
merging into one

blue canvas stretched on its frame

with no up, no down

 

with no up, no down

the clown forgets his routine'

no circus tonight

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Aleksandra
with no up, no down

the clown forgets his routine'

no circus tonight

 

 

No circus tonight

no any happy voices

just greyness

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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goldenlangur
No circus tonight

no any happy voices

just greyness

 

just greyness

in the drizzle -

a silver birch

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
just greyness

in the drizzle -

a silver birch

 

 

goldenlangur

 

a silver birch

at my garden

a peace of my soul

 

 

Copyofgarden1.jpg

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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goldenlangur
a silver birch

at my garden

a peace of my soul

 

 

Copyofgarden1.jpg

 

 

Thank you Aleksandra for the picture - these trees are a wonderful sight with their promise of light in all weather conditions icon_smile.gif

 

 

a peace of my soul -

beyond price

beyond hope

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
a peace of my soul -

beyond price

beyond hope

 

 

goldenlangur

 

Thank you GL and glad you like my trees from my garden icon_smile.gif

You see the birch? with the white body? icon_razz.gif now is older and more high.

beyond hope

between the lights

- hole in brain icon_scratch.png

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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