The sunlight on the garden
Hardens and grows cold,
We cannot cage the minute
Within its nets of gold;
When all is told
We cannot beg for pardon.
Our freedom as free lances
Advances towards its end;
The earth compels, upon it
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I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.
Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.
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The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
Five mountain ranges one behind the other
Under the sunset far into Vermont.
And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,
As it ran light, or had to bear a load.
And nothing happened: day was all but done.
Call it a day, I wish they might have said
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"And will you cut a stone for him,
To set above his head?
And will you cut a stone for him--
A stone for him?" she said.
Three days before, a splintered rock
Had struck her lover dead--
Had struck him in the quarry dead,
Where, careless of a warning call,
He loitered, while the shot was fired--
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My black hills have never seen the sun rising,
Eternally they look north towards Armagh.
Lot's wife would not be salt if she had been
Incurious as my black hills that are happy
When dawn whitens Glassdrummond chapel.
My hills hoard the bright shillings of March
While the sun searches in every pocket.
They are my Alps and I have climbed the Matterhorn
With a sheaf of hay for three perishing calves
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as we metamorphose
two points of a straight line
birth and death that need to
lightly kiss, after plunging depths
dissolve scars, burns from rock
fires, drawings in mud or deserts
falling through dream spaces
crossing grids ferocious or mundane
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haiku 8 : winter
lightning slashed her Heart
tears falling, feet cold crying …
thunder roars laughter
©GhairoDanielsPoetry
2025
haiku : turtle dove
turtle dove landed
love sought crumbs on green grass dew ~
heart cracked so open
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hiku : turtle dove
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GARDEN OF THE HEART
I am the Garden
In me all things live
In me nothing is forgotten
Here we enter
After being done with the Serpent
Flamed or in darkness
When the Cross enters from below
We die, never to be reborn
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NATURE OF HEART
Dual curved carved
crystalline
earth pointed plasmic
Oneness
quantum wave
particled
allows Heart to heave
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