Gary Winkel Poems

Do you want to dance
when you're alone
in front of all your fears
with the passion
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Not electric
by this aged rock
solid against the waves
of the lake.
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Dripping from spirituality
from what used to be.
Could have been of the sea.
Could have been from me.
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Surround in me.
Surrender
to a lover and a thief.
Break the ice
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The conversation is orderly,
rather affected. Minds X,
intelligent. Empty.
No passion. I must be envious
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Scraggly bearded ex-radical
and sallow vegetarian lady
riding to the revival
of survival technique.
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I searched for a smile
amidst the ashes of silence
picking up the debris
from under a fiery eye
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I ride back through colors
to see the sounds we shared
hearing the breathing in and out
of the wholeness we felt
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Standing on
a watercolor shore
separated from measurement.
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Even stillness is imagined today.
The tree is constantly shaken,
but I'm holding on to eating
apples and a occasional hello.
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