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Michelle Claus Poems
Ocean lashing the rocks sculpting my savage coast where vagrant seagulls loiter and perch …
Alexander the Great
(When my son and I studied world history together, we enjoyed the legend of Alexander the Great. In that spirit, I composed this poem.) There once was a Macedon lad Whose mind was a trifling mad.
It Seems I'm Done With the Season of Mer...
Equinox I’m perusing the aisles of a local retailer as if strolling through the blossoming rows of a flower garden:
Amid the Stars and Mystery
Amid the stars and mystery We all record one history And tell it to the universe With voices brilliant and diverse
My Poetry Is Pedestrian
My poetry walks barefoot along the winding unpaved road where beautiful people peddle smiles that tell a story older than language. Where sundry patches of fabric
A sweaty, surly recluse, With a cigar dangling from his lips, Polishes the vast concave telescope mirror. When he’s done stripping away
An Attitude of Ending
An attitude of ending is the engine of my craft. All my days, my hours, my now I’ve been jotting on scraps -
Haiku - life is wingspan
life is wingspan, we transcend our mending temples hawk-aspiring
Haiku - Katsushika Hokusai, painter of ...
Hokusai painted two tiny sparrows on one grain of rice, barefoot
Riddle, with a train motif
I'm steadfast as a train Trundling through a summer rain Or winter drift. I never veer, For my track is laid out rail by rail,
across this solitary landscape of cold uncertainty we are a wild wind
Haiku - Building a Sand Castle
one shovel, one pail one corner of the sandbox Turrets and Spires
When the paint brush tip kisses the canvas all human anxiety dissolves. We want this kiss.
Parentheses around my mouth belie my inner age. This middle stage of life, in truth, is rather like a cage.
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Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
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lashing the rocks
sculpting my savage coast
where vagrant seagulls loiter and perch …
Earth submits to you as a grain of sand,
and to your motion I cast
the cadence of my thoughts.
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