Linda Marie Van Tassell Poems

It loved me once, that rose beneath your breast,
unfolding beautifully with the rise of light.
Its gentle petals disclosing its true colors,
and I loved it with all my might.
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Lithe and lovely, she rises through air
in vibrant splendor at break of day,
naked, with dawn’s flame twined in her hair,
dancing her petals in moist bouquet.
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She looses her garment by slow degrees
like a splendid angel on silver wings.
She dances across the sweltering seas
with the night-stars of dim emblazonings.
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Lovers do not finally meet somewhere.
They exist in each other all along.
The mirror and the face, the sky and air -
the words are elusive without the song.
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My kisses miss your sweet kisses; and when I'm lonely, I
yearn for your open arms. Now, my life is an anathema,
hardly worth the mention nor open for debate. No great gem
ever glows without the light. When the moon shines over sea,
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A seed of sorrow is cast aside.
A wish is spun on a leafy bough.
Summer rides upon the crystal tide,
and the wind is a part of me now.
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Roll me like thunder across the bed of the skies,
and bring down the stars and light them within my eyes.
Drown me in the river of love's tormented loss.
Only when I drown, will I find my way across.
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I stare out into the blue perfection of sky,
my gilded cage sheltering me and my heart.
I marvel at the others, wondering how they fly
without the fear of the wind tearing their wings apart.
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Dreams
of dread -
Buchenwald -
where the lampshades
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Death
stared down
with dead eyes
from the scaffold,
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