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Jerusalem

 

Terri

“Souk” Watercolor & Graphite on Paper By J. Artemus Gordon

Please check out my new poem in literary magazine, Songs of Eretz, May 4, 2018. Just follow the link (or cut and paste it into your browser):

http://www.songsoferetz.com/2018/05/jerusalem-by-terri-lynn-cummings.html?m=1

 

 

 

Direction

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better to be lost
and find the way
rather than know
the way and be lost

— t. l. cummings
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Eternity

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He read the lips of leaves,
sang replies with croaking toads
and cricket song. His laughter

tickled the trees’ ribs
but lacy shadows laced his life.
Breath curled inside a fallen nest.

Spring pressed a bud in his palm
wove her arms around his heart
carried him inside her veins.

We pinned our sights beyond
our view, leaned into his ripe
and distant world.

— t. l. cummings
Image of Conor Cummings

As she stares

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through the window
sweating, with uncertainty
her finger paints
him on a pane
framed by a wooden sash

She draws his eyes, hollow
adds two hearts, filled
with their children’s names
and presses her lips on them

Warm breath thaws the scene
She scribbles peace signs
as she prays, Return, enduring
like a sun-baked rock from
Afghanistan’s mountains

— t. l. cummings
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Poetry is

 

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thunder
summit
ocean
teeth
sandpaper
words penned
with a crowded heart
honed by a feather
whisper
wings
canyon
rain
velvet


t. l. cummings
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The Simplest Matters

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When my parents were alive

they said the world was kinder

when they were young. Now

I understand. Circumstances

are sorry enough that one

may raise a spoon, play with

a pet, whistle a tune, or smile

and achieve as much for our

universe as anyone.

 

— t. l. cummings

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Why stop there?

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Hatred

lynched innocence

cocked pride like pistols

fired fear at targets of

walled opinions, drowned

daughters for sins, banned

black keys from pianos

saved from harmony

defined art until it slept

undisturbed

education beheaded reason

cut stars from flags

sewed them on jackets

scraped flesh from the page

burned it alive

nailed dissent in the air

bled it dry

replaced hours on the clock

with years

decreed all races end

except its own

 

— t. l. cummings

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