Marc Dhavernas Poems

I would write for you, a thousand poems of heartfelt passion,
my words speaking where my lips cannot,
in that world must I live and be like a Piscaso, in aspiration and without your hand,
I must commit my words to the blank inertness of the poem,
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Every poem in this water series, is written in honor of Iain Trousdell and of the Healing Water Institute. To be used at their discretion.

I missed the beauty of the fungus that grew upon saggy tomatoes,
and the grace of gold dissolved by the immune system of water,
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The seas are in my blood, literally written in the poem of the cosmos,
painted with the colour of rejoice-ment,
and spontaneously manifested in the celestial rain clouds,
that helplessly wander around through the eons of lifeless radiation,
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Every poem in this water series, is written in honor of Iain Trousdell and of the Healing Water Institute. To be used at their discretion.


The dripping sound of my whirlpool, descends down the waterfall of all of my emotion,
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Every poem in this water series, is written in honor of Iain Trousdell and of the Healing Water Institute. To be used at their discretion.

The great human being spins and turns in the infertility of space,
the beautified orb of manifest God, of the blue tide knowing all knowledge,
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I have walked many times down the road of love,
stepping upon the cobblestones of the alleyway.
Many times I have reveled in this exquisite Rivera:
of red French porto and Catalan tequila.
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