Dreams Held Close (haiku)

dreams told come not true

night’s velvet cloak holds gems, so

spew nightmares instead.

Faery Dust

those clouds that held us
aloft gave way to the ground
wings gone, we walk on.

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Be Witch, Be Quark

find the gap between
thought, one with the universe
be both here and there.

(c) Perle Champion

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Suspended

moon kissed sea’s ebb, flow
I trod the strand, that just firm
sand not now nor then

(c) Perle Champion

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Rain

rain drenched sopping ground
long sated – swiftly runs your
largess to the sea.

© Perle Champion

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Enough

The world of childhood, did it die, or did the childish – I

Lately, I’ve gone searching here and yon and in dark corners

of my mind – she’s there, I know it.

What great calamity sent her hie to hide

away from day

What was the final injury; what sight; what slur,

what fall for her

was the one that brought the words

no more

enough

I try so hard to remember; I seek to ask, but  she flees through veils of

of years denied through rooms long dark, and halls of dust echo

ancient tears she cried

enough

Just John

You know
I do not really care
and I know
you do not even dare
to talk at length of our relationship.
Lest some not-so-well-meaning soul
should drop a casual word
and someone who shouldn’t
heard
then where would we be
you
and I
and she.

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Did you ever Sleep out side

the night had grown old and morning
crept across the lawn – tender tiptoes on wet grass
breezes teased dew from trees- woke slumbering flowers in their beds,
and me, as the cobwebs of dream
clear to greet her coming
no desire to go from outside to
inside – no desire for the musty odor
of things in need of dusting and
things that occupy space and give
little in rent when
outside, out here, it’s all connected.

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Nightscape

The A to Z Challenge is over and I need a new focus, but I still have poetry on the brain. This one’s a not quite haiku.

Nightscape

soar star soul cross the

velvet dark of space and time

sensual shadow

bespeak, be lie

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Z is for Za Zen Zoa (haiku)

Day 30 (final day) of Blogging from A to Z.
Today’s letter is Z.

Za Zen Zoa, we
on cushions voicing prayers
midst empty forests.

(c) Perle Champion.

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