Solitude
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I Sit in Bed Writing This
I sit in bed writing this.Willy curls beside me,his front right leg,thrown over my calfas over a bolster.He watches me–just watches me–for minutes on end watches me–green eyes wide and calmframed by the roundness of his midnight face.Watchescontentcomplete. Oh, to… Continue reading
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Bast
As my cat twists to groom himselfhe's backlit by the setting rays of Ra,the aura of his black fur turned to bronze–Bast bathing on a carpet of golden thread. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Image or Word?
At this momentI'm torn betweengrabbing my cameraand taking up my pen. Something before me–and equally within–demands representation,conscripts me as its agent. Image or word?Today the pen wins. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Balaam’s Ass
This morning,saddle up your heart's donkeyand let it take youwhere you fear to go. Expect a bumpy ride–you can't even imaginewhat you'll find–wasps, thorns, snakes and black flies,selfishness and murderous thoughts,parts you'd burned and buriedbut which still crawl,scarred and in… Continue reading
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Fabulous Apart
To be fabulous withfirst be fabulous apart. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Sacred, Solitary Bliss
Sacred, solitary bliss;everyday I dream of this;God and I in secret tryst,held suspended, lost in mist. Silent, solitary bliss;everyday I pray for this. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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When One Writes a Poem
initially you just vomit on the pagethe body mind heart psychedumping pumping purgingthe undigested mixtureof potential toxinsout through the pen tipjust to be rid of itjust to keep it from being absorbed unheeded unsortedinto the organs and limbs and life… Continue reading
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Why?
Why do I do the things I do?Why do I think the things I think?Why do I feel the way I feel? Little one, never fear the questions. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Take Me with You
When was the last timeyou spent an hourin sacred bliss?When and where and how? Next time,take me with you. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Night Prayer
I loved your still world tonight.I walked it gently.I saw cold, silent moonlight shining off the faces of polished tombstones.I passed drifts of fallen leaves resting in their hollows.I looked up through unmoving branches, bare and black against the sky.I saw a… Continue reading