Debora Short Poems

Rare mid-winter sun-drenched warmth swirls
Within my afternoon, a moving song

Propelled along with achy, old knees
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Rare mid-winter sun-drenched warmth swirls
Within my afternoon, a moving song

Propelled along with achy, old knees
...

Night’s hazed bridge
Points to the unearthly-ed
Sky cantina stare-ing
Like a dreaming halo-ed solace
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It was during the reign
Of
Letters
And
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Shared paper memories
unfold not spent
continue to bind
that holy love...
...

Love's face is tender, sweet and orange.
Her arms are nurturing, full, and golden
Her heart beats, embracing her charges,
Hills baptized in blue up holding,
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Anonymous intricacies
despairing dirges
music washes a solitary mystery
and slowly muses
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Red-plaid flannel
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Saturday dawn brings misty memories
Life-long friends are we, Jay and Joni, Les
And I, standing up for one another at
Our weddings now near thirty years ago
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(know that they loved you)

Our history closely
Mirrors the shape of our clay
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