Ivan Funk
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Built from great constellations and long forgotten rivers
I give you my restless poems without regret.
Yes it’s true that I’ve been on the move lately
and have little time to talk.
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I'm giving you my friendship
It's yours now
Keep it in your pocket
Your purse
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Sweet little bird
Where are you now?
You arrived in my eyes
With your sweet laughing voice
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Rain has found my little cottage.
Cold air enters my living room.
My wife just gave me a fresh warm cup cake.
These simple things are all gifts to me.
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When you look at me with tears
When you look deep into my eyes
How powerful is life
Thats when your soul speaks to mine
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What is this message? A message from life?
Tell me more, give me more hints.
Hit me over the head if you like, you have my permission.
I smell a flower somewhere, but where.
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You are heavens bird
With your silence you entrance me
Your eyes wound me
Your song is in your movements
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Stop what your doing.
Come a little closer to my poem.
Read it in the garden of your soul.
Wheres that you ask?
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My old green pen, you stopped working. You finished your writing, your time was up. I've forgotten your last words. But I held you close, that I remember.
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What tavern did you go to? I found your wallet and wanted to return it. I did look in it and found your insights. Your address had a picture of a heart. One said you were giving flowers away at a tavern. Hey there you are, here's your wallet. Thanks for flower sir.
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Man those late night poems I write have sleepy eyes. They come from dreams where I'm busy ringing bells and watching the night stars. Here friend, a warm cup of coco, while you sit there by the fire.
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Ok, listen good and remember, I'm going to say it only once. I had no choice, you have stars and gardens and oceans, sweet music and I had none of these.
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You sweet flower. Sunshine and beauty. Love has touched you. Our hearts opened to you Amanda. You sweet flower.
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Ocean Stones
Built from great constellations and long forgotten rivers
I give you my restless poems without regret.
Yes it’s true that I’ve been on the move lately
and have little time to talk.
What can I say
but that from this day forward,
I can only promise you vague dreams
and curious facts.
Yes, I keep moving, thats understood,
but please tell me something,
from which ocean did you arrive,
was it during summer?
or after a winters storm? Was the moon out that night?
My restless longing needs to know these things.
My thirst grows toward oblivion;
I need to feel the ocean move towards the shore.
I need to watch the stars so none go missing.
I need to keep learning about roses
and things until I know absolutely nothing at all. Really it’s true,
and it’s not my fault that I live without a compass
and that my love grows wildly in no particular direction.
Will you excuse me now, as I put distance
between you, me and this poem.
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