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- Navigating in the DarkIn Poetry·November 7, 2023Trees black against the blue of night Making dim much needed starlight Fumbling to find the well hewn path Leading to our camp Without a lamp of any sort Guided only by earth’s polar pull Me and my pack of scared girls Scramble through briarwood A snarl rises through the gloom Followed by awful hissing So close to our legs, Raccoons Fighting for territory Our pace quickens, nearly to a run Cracking sticks and punctures to skin Ripping open tent flaps Falling into safety138
- Guilty PleasuresIn Poetry·November 7, 2023Your pen tickles As it slides down my spine Alive with pleasure With how you join words Phrasing so sweet It makes this English major Weep for joy Wanting more, yet more Those are the ones I re-read over again Sipping each slowly Enjoying its essence A beautiful passionate Poem is like an Aperitif Sweetly imbibed At the end of the day113
- Navigating in the DarkIn PoetryNovember 7, 2023Your army recollection brought this back!1
- ROME EXPRESS BY NIGHTIn Poetry·November 6, 2023Fleeing through the European darkness, Leaving behind laughter and pain, Bringing joy or sadness, Onward rolls the Rome Express Pounding over the invisible German countryside, Where, in other times, the young men died. Faces tell stories, some of which are lies, A smile may cover sadness, A gloomy visage may hide a happy heart. Strangers, strangely intent on remaining strangers, Eyes avoiding eyes, souls avoiding souls, In dark windows of the cars, Outward looking eyes, Mingle with the stars. American soldier, German hausfrau, Turkish laborer, In the compartment, rich and poor mingled, Poured into this tiny, mobile room. Across the compartment sits a Sikh, With his uncut hair and beard. An old woman takes black bread and apple From her bag to make a meal. The train passes sleepy German villages In the night, Where, not too long ago A war was fought, Now, peacefully fading Into the night, And memory. • Donovan Baldwin Based on a ride I took, Germany, 1968111
- WRITERS FROM UNKNOWN LANDSIn Poetry·November 6, 2023Writers from unknown lands Different language, Different clothes, Different customs, Different religions, Goes without saying, Atheists always different, Yet like me, friend, Or friendly enemy, Because we both Write and understand. • Donovan Baldwin I often run foreign language poems through Google Translate. The words may not be perfect, but I get so many beautiful ideas from the thoughts of other writers who write in another language.111
- HOW PROUDLY SHE STRUTS, AND OTHER POEMS, AUGUST 29, 2024In PoetryAugust 31, 2024I also was treated to tango lessons and Danced with four young Latinos.1
- HOW PROUDLY SHE STRUTS, AND OTHER POEMS, AUGUST 29, 2024In PoetryAugust 31, 2024The inspiration for How Proudly She Struts. Gianpiero Galdi & Lorena Tarantino - Krakus Aires Tango Festival 2019 4/510
- WORDS UPON A LEAFIn Poetry·November 4, 2023Put your words upon a leaf, Print them with a moonbeam, Set the leaf upon the wind, To be read and repeated As song by birds at sunrise, And, I will listen with Other than my ears, Translating the notes Into "I love you's", Becoming a part of me, Never to be forgotten • Donovan Baldwin122
- Sunbathing SerenityIn Poetry·November 4, 2023Warmth runs over me, pure joy As sunshine quickens Memories alive, vivid Sunbathing in serenity Eyes tight, unabashedly smiling Face glowing and flushed Skin tingling at sun’s touch Soul erupting in song My chair and deck Morph into sandy shores Rejuvenating needed In the shortening days A sigh escapes me In blissful peace Wrapped in glowing rays Kissed by the sun Darkness and gloom May be threatening Coming to invade my peace Certainly soon Sunbathing serenity Lock it away Retrieve as needed On a cold winter day118
- SCATTERING SILVERIn Poetry·November 4, 2023I, with my cheap red wine, Toast the moon, the stars, The darkness of the night, Which turns the world into A place fit for drinking poets, For, the sun, the king of daylight, Does not activate the bardic soul As does the silver lady and her cohort, In their black velvet dress, Scattering silver over everything. • Donovan Baldwin111
- THE SPEED OF LIGHTIn Poetry·November 4, 2023The light paints what I wish to see, Morning amber glow washes Everything with a tint of gold, Nature becomes art, Even a modern suburban street Becomes momentarily A painting by Van Gogh, Or perhaps Lautrec. taken instantly by the light, I arrive in other places and times, Miles and centuries away. Suddenly, at the speed of light, I stand there on Parisian streets, And sometimes upon The surface of another world. • Donovan Baldwin112
- STAID OLD POETIn Poetry·November 4, 2023How can this staid old poet, Scottish Pict and not Romany, Manifest so much gypsy blood, Wine red blood which boils in moonlight, Roiled by the sound of mad guitars, Or sad sad violins, Stirred by old stories, Tantalized by tales, Of times which might have been, Maybe never were, But, damn well should have? • Donovan Baldwin111
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