Kara Johnstad Poems

Radio babble babble -
Desk swept clear. Yesterday's table.
He had dinner with me last night.
Proper...yes, ever so proper was he.
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Sunday evening
Standing on the balcony,
Scenes of India slowly pass in front of me
Telling me a story of another time
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Earth red and sun glows
We´re searching for real gold
I know holding you´re thoughts
Knowing you´re with me
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In a world where dreams have slipped away
All our sorrows come to stay
I believe in this one single word
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Crystal flakes
Catch on tongues
Lying in await
Hurried people
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moment of moments
love overflowing
moon which shines
dancing
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You are my oak
You are my poem
You are my willow
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I take your eyes with me to the park
Words come pouring through me
Am I the vessel for your words?
Are you the vessel for the the images I see?
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Picking up dead brittle flowers along the dirt road
Crushing them. Throwing them gently to the North Wind.

BLUE... the shadow of dust lining your petals.
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Crystal rain
All is silent
Clock ticks
3 different times
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