Manonton Dalan Poems

dark clouds wanting to cry
so low i feel they pass me by
chased by persistent wind
corralled by tall mountain
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yes, i could hear flapping wings up a tree
melodic chirping welcoming a new day
gentle breeze caressing cresting waves
as it splash to shore; like opening fan ribs
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when dusk embraces the radiant sun
i see flashes of green far beyond
then deafening silence covers land
broken by crickets up the palms
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i see stealthy waving
tentacles of thirsty heart
i seek cover behind
the canopy of flowering trees
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girl i saw you in the crowd
you’re so beautiful dancing so wild
i can’t hear you but i know you’re loud
i pointed my fingers on you girl
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deep red petals
lips touching
blending; transcending
to veins; rushing fuchsia stream
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i capture images
of sweet smiles
their best, i guess
so beautiful when
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flickering light
by my window sill
is alone, alive
pulsing to music
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I was eating crackers
when walking to my work
I hear birds flying over
I see raven landed on car
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I am standing on bridge
watching logs, trees drift
in giant whirling machine
mud, dirt, trash thrashing
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