John Keyes – Journal

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  1. Endwise Seven

    Knees creak like great gates made fast.
    Weekly domestic bazaar trade cease.
    Embers orange blinking sleep at last.
    No light remains dark table peace.

    Recollect no pure faculty habit.
    Tarnished garment taunting abut.
    Never before now rudimentary facet.
    Humiliation and shame cannot chance it.

    Peace and heaving silence woven pact.
    Younglings wrapped up wardshipped.
    Elders lay in content cogitation.
    Doubts drowned up smothered.

    January 29, 2012

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    2. Posts tagged poetry

  2. The Flesh Drum

    My fingers press keys
    My eyes see each one
    My ears hear each one
    My brain feels each one
    All to the rhythm of the flesh drum

    October 23, 2010

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