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a rock still beats inside

 

the spider's domain
 

my own desert rain
 

 

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acceptingheaven



i amcaptured

starlightburns me

love'sa mystery

and abalm


walkingwounded

lost inshadow

it'sthe storm before

thecalm


i havetasted

hell'sdamnation

feasted,too,

onheaven's fare


secretsummers

haveembraced me

burningwinters

frozenprayer


nowthat maya's grip

hasloosened

and mymirror strains

toclear


nowthat nothing is

important

andthere's nothing left

to fear


i willbe

acceptingheaven

i amhere

fornothing less


sincethe choice is mine

asalways

i amchoosing

happiness

 


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a rock still beats inside
 

the cold lives under my pillow
with the memory of yesterday’s triumphs.
it is too bitter here now
as i turn and turn
into despair.

i wait
like fever in the darkness,
crying to awaken
from seemingly eternal dreams
of madness.

who will hear my awful tears?
where will new smiles blossom,
and when
will i forgive myself
my suicides?

12/8/96

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the spider's domain
 

as i turn to hang up
the phone
i notice in surprise
the scurry of
the spider
jagged down my wall

black and weird
and reddish
i remember the way
i'd end his life
with flick or smash
and shudder
in subtle guilty fear

but that was once
upon a time     and now
he treads his way
away
as i marvel
in sadness dread and
shame

recalling brutal footsteps
that rendered and render
multitudes

incomprehensible myriad
multitudes

of insects, birds
and human tribes

to quiet eternity
nonexistent and forgotten -
consigned to realms
beyond memory

i smile and cry
because i've changed

i turn and walk away
 

3/21/05

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my own desert rain
 

the wind  makes
me electric:
imbued with some strange
energy -
nameless,  but profound.

the sky and  i
are sullen,
though soon the sun
will chisel through
our clouds.

the trees
and i are waiting.
we dance and moan and
sway within
the wild embrace of time.

my hunger pools
like water;
escapes like steam
or percolates
toward the utter depth
of  nature’s core.

4/6/98

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a poem for you
 

i am captured,
starlight burns me -
love's a mystery
and a balm;

walking wounded
lost in shadows,
it's the storm
before the calm.

i have tasted
hell's damnation,
feasted too
on heaven's fare;

secret summers
have embraced me -
burning winters,
frozen prayer.

when my love
for you is done,
tears will have replaced
the sun.

5/17/05

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short autobio:

Leon Brown is a poet living in Silver City, New Mexico

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