Marieta Maglas Poems

When You come here
As a great Light,
A gently glowing Light,
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With white flowers of Hibiscus tiliaceus purau blooming in the morning, yet,
With colors varying during the day until they fall from the tree at night,
Those colors change to yellow, pink, fuchsia, purple, and finally violet.
With blue, violet, or brown mountains, depending on the light.
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Virgin teeth
Of the musical instrument
Ripping the melody
Into sounds
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In the common clay,
Transformed by modeling
I imprison my idea.
Every time you pass,
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When dining thunder rolled into madness,
Among the flowers and the wind of spring,
Your lost soul was embedded in sadness
To walk right to the Terminus Sam Shing.
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If I could twist your mind,
If I could change your thoughts
And if I could absorb all your sadness,
Tell me that you would smile,
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A bird is flying,
But I see only the flight in itself,
The movement.
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Artificial breaths,
Like mimicking feelings of
Love with empty souls,
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I saw an angel with a wounded wing
And two drops of blood
As a fractured image.
I felt the pain of that angel
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The nothingness of negation or
Negation of nothingness...
In self, we are the negation of nothingness,
But we allow the nothingness for self.
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