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Gert Strydom, 17 june 2015

Cherishing

When your fingers steal upon
my spinal cord
and your naked beauty
is soft and hot against me

and I can feel your heart beat,
even can feel you breathing
then I do know how wonderful it is
to love you
where you are laying closely against me.

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Gert Strydom, 16 june 2015

When we find each other in a matchless way

When we find each other in a matchless way
and do bond in a age old way
then there is some vulnerability
when we are blinded in each other

while it feels as if our love and infatuation
brings greater wonder
as if our hearts and souls in affection
without modesty

do reach out to each other
and wonder draws us still much closer.

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Satish Verma, 16 june 2015

Retrieve The Moon

He did not depart
or reached anywhere,
and did not realize himself.
When words could not find the meaning,
where the man will go?

He thought he did not believe in ‘why’,
the limits of purpose,
dictating the sentence.
Stones were still floating on the sea
and he was standing on a shipwreck.

Thinking and unthinking do not solve the mystery
of human turnings,
the malignancy of artificial intelligence.
A rebirth of enlightment can take over?

The objectivity becomes the subject.
You trot on the grass
to retrieve the moon,
fallen midnight.

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Gert Strydom, 15 june 2015

Like a cat you lay curled up against me

Like a cat you lay curled up against me
and your arms do surround me,
are like shoots around my body,

one hand is on your buttocks
and sleepy you move nearer to me
so that the points of your nipples
are pressed into me

and your smell fills my nose,
your breath blow against my neck
when you draw my still closer to you
and sleep does take us away from each other.

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Gert Strydom, 14 june 2015

I want to love you much deeper

I want to love you much deeper
than contracts can bind,
I want to find more love in you
than what these few words can say

and I want everything that happens between us
to be free and natural, not to be just a afterthought
but that it will bring deeper meaning,
give colour to our existence

but more than this
I want to build a life with you
without overwhelming you with it,
I want to hold you tightly in my arms
and I want to put every feeling into it and I want to know
that you do love me past time and past any other thing.

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Satish Verma, 14 june 2015

Now

He, making his own cast. You knew it.
Unique mystique of transparency.
You could not touch him.

Walking ahead of the sun,
long shadow, sweating it out,
pungent odor.

Innocence hung from desiccated tongue,
he preserved original speech
before falling prey to polymorphism.

Certain amount of tears, some sadness
make life sweet for a while.
Phrases are not hurting now.

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B.Z. Niditch, 14 june 2015

DIEGO VALAZQUEZ

born June 6, 1599

As a painter of the brothers
who brought to their father
the fiery bloody coat of colors
of a disfigured Joseph
dropped once in a well
like those who once desired
to hide from their guilty crime
yet we watch Joseph raised up
in Egypt to interpret dreams
became a Jewish dreamer
and beloved prime minister
to be honored for all time
for sin is shamed in history,
yet justice reigns, it seems.

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B.Z. Niditch, 14 june 2015

THOMAS HARDY'S DAY

June 2
1840- 1928

Your novels and poems
leave us melancholy
to the accidents of fate
before we make decisions
we make alterations
from any rhyme of folly
and reach any probabilities
wrestling on words to wait.

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B.Z. Niditch, 14 june 2015

A POET'S REMEDY

When you are down
and cannot think
and everything seems
to be wrong
drowning in words of ink
by broken mirrors of love
suffocating from the heat
we take a kayak
like Charon's oars
over the high sea
to enlighten us
in the cool sunlight
and breathe in ocean air
as once in the Adriatic
away from fields of wheat,
when a friend is in grief
open the doors to her
and offer Natalia a greeting
of daytime flowers,
give her no obstacles
in any dance of hours
for all miracles are welcome
in a luminous belief,
try to draw or paint
a number of pictures
as a bas relief,
when you were far
from home
and needing a plumber
in Rome
by the marble carrara sink
was dripping
by your Trevi fountains art,
we choose transparency
to do my visible part
and drew Natalia in a flight
of angel bird-song above
the shimmering mountains,
when you need any remedy
drink from a parlance
to command your vocabulary
at a sunlight's window
outside the cape,
or call on the Parisian poets,
Baudelaire or Pierre Reverdy,
or give ear to saint Malachy;
when I try to exercise
or play sax in the attic
to maintain my wise balance
by the music's stands weight
and not be sycophantic.

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B.Z. Niditch, 14 june 2015

ON MEMORIAL DAY

After every war
we invent silence
even memory,
inside the quiet rooms
of our nerves
in the recall of him or her
will find us offering a prayer
when the sunlight appears
on Memorial Day
through windows of birds
who flutter up over our windows
covering May's cool heavenly air
hands outstretch to poppies
is reflected in our mirrors
along the surf's breeze
knowing we exist as words
become our lives
in every whisper
and tiny gesture
we choose to pick flowers
as a poet's shadow
turns in the high tide
drowning a remembrance
as rainbows in the waters
rise by the sea's headstones
choosing to revere
the silver thoughts
from our angel's occupation.

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Cherishing

When we find each other in a matchless way

Retrieve The Moon

Like a cat you lay curled up against me

I want to love you much deeper

Now

DIEGO VALAZQUEZ

THOMAS HARDY'S DAY

A POET'S REMEDY

ON MEMORIAL DAY

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