A Hundred Gourds 3:3 June 2014

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clear water
fills a clear vase
the way
my life’s been shaped
by yours

space Michele L. Harvey - USA
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  You return in spring
and my body
how good you smell
how well you rumba

space Marian Olson - USA
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    on lover's lane
the glow of a cigarette lights
a stranger's face
we share the look of someone
who has something to hide

space Joe McKeon - USA
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crescent moon
I view the gentle curves
of your nakedness ...
you slip beneath the surface
of a million bubbles

space Tracy Davidson - UK
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  you are a poem
where the words seem
to come by themselves
you are my stolen
moments of joy

space Sonam Chhoki - Bhutan
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    asked to describe
your wild, naked perfection
I use metaphor –
you are the fine mist rising
you are a painting of smoke

space James Meredith - Ireland
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