Archive for February, 2010

Wind blowing into winds crossing,
Words flowing into others talking,
Leaves bustling with children rustling,
A rebuke of sortsĀ allĀ receives,
In this moment a thought conceives,
What grand and simple memories,
In calm or chaos,
Are Sanctimonious.

By Ryan Anthony Gibson

*Sorry for not always listening…but it’s hard to think when you are talking.

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Along and around but not over,
The warm ocean waves,
Not so deep so as ones feet,
Can touch the ground,
Far enough that ears close,
To fluid filling and removing,
Not quite in ones eyes,
But closed for fear of mist or more,
But relieved for no fear does realize,
For when the eyes open,
One sees only the warm Ocean waves,
That runs along, and around,
But not over.

By Ryan Anthony Gibson, Feb 3rd. 2010 Orange Book of Poems

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