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Poetry by Marilyn Giardino
http://mgiardino-poetry.blogspot.com/2007/08/eclipse-i-have-seen-good-men-broken-i.html
Poetry by Marilyn Giardino. Friday, August 10, 2007. I have seen good men broken,. I have seen old men cry,. I have heard a mother’s tortured lament. As she watched her children die. I have seen the hot sun rise and fall. On a world divided by countries. And now I struggle to survive. In a space that has no boundaries. How long have I been traveling here? How long has time left me standing? Alone I wander, past thousands of nights. Alone I wander, not understanding. It seems to me,. In a moment of Truth.
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Poetry by Marilyn Giardino
http://mgiardino-poetry.blogspot.com/2007/08/cabazon-peak-deposited-weve-found.html
Poetry by Marilyn Giardino. Friday, August 10, 2007. Deposited we’ve found ourselves. At the mouth of desert’s winter. Crisp and dry the air beckons me outside,. Marching over goat heads,. The soles of my shoes mock their thorny threats. Across the barren sand-lands. The cold wind edges me on. While the sun on my face side, warms my heart. Such contrasts of emotion this countryside evokes! Into that curious arroyo,. Whose slimy bottom is decorated. By footprints of red fox and ‘coon. Whose bones lie here?
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Poetry by Marilyn Giardino
http://mgiardino-poetry.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html
Poetry by Marilyn Giardino. Saturday, August 11, 2007. Napali Carry me through the jungle trotting. Smelling fruits along the way. Fallen and now rotting. Velvet blossoms skirt my path. Time dissapears and my mind takes flight. Until a shaded, gladed spot. Spouts forth it's mountain silver. Rushing down in gushing, splashing form. It's what i'm really after. Drink, Drink up, bathe in me. I'm Mother Nature ". Sleep, Sleep with me,. I'm Mother Earth ". Fly, fly with Me,. We'll fly so high,.
