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Friday, August 15, 2008

Tales of the vine



I don’t have much to say
these days -
just a few arguments
with myself
as to the nature
of love and fear,
prana and demons,
light and shadow,
and whether
you can have one
without the other;
dualities mingling.
Fragments personified
to protest the
verging consolidation.

Does the vine
keep the fence intact -
flower-hearts dripping?
Mazes breathe their cantos
into the swirling mesh.
There is a place within
my heart unencumbered;
a river flowing
to a home beyond
my doubts.

© 2001 Melissa Songer

5 comments:

  1. Hey Melissa!

    I like some of your poems. Do you mind if I publish one or two on my blog?

    thanks

    greetings Frank

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  2. Hi Frank,

    Sure you can post a poem as long as you credit me. I took a look at your blog and it seems we share a few similar interests.

    Melissa

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  3. Cool, thank you.

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  4. Hey Melissa! It's me again ;)

    Because you write so much poetry I wondered if you could recommend me some beautiful written poetry; it can be inspirational but the main thing is that it is good written .... maybe even something popular, I don't even know where to start searching for it because I don't yet know much about it.
    Thanks,

    Frank

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  5. There are so many wonderful poets - living and dead - who are worth reading. Here is my short list: Theodore Roethke, Wallace Stevens, Rainer Maria Rilke, Antoine St. Exupery, Sylvia Plath, E.E. Cummings, Mary Oliver. There are many many others - but these would be good to cut your teeth on. Enjoy!

    Melissa

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