Three Early Morning Poems of January 2, 2008 Divine Comedy The Divine Comedy is not at all like I thought it would be or he said it was- that is, if one should...
Warrior Poet Once again I am ostracized and placed in juxtaposition shall I choose? between the swan's neck on a kitchen guillotine, the Marbled Murrelet and ...
In Nairobi, is not the place to be So much corruption, so much calamity Go Maasai, Go Maasai Be Mellow Go Maasai, Go Maasai Be Shy... and hey, the Maasai live...
... Who could have some creative idea of festival in Pragu, Czech Republic or something else in the area of art I am willing cooperate and give an assistance...
Liar You need not have lied you know, you need not have created your own searing brand of truth that cut mine out razor sharp wedges hammered apart you need...
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Megan Parfitt
eurohybrid@...
Jan 4, 2008 7:45 am
Ghost Children In my dreams I've seen you and you danced and you danced The laboured breathing to reach you as in dreams always taunting always even further...
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Megan Parfitt
eurohybrid@...
Jan 4, 2008 9:26 am
1/4/08 I write for you. I write for you, you know. I watch the ink dry scrivere in love. Can you feel it there? Pulse on pulp, words in vein. My blood into...
Birth It is Love, unadorned like naked poetry. It is Love. that long last compels gospels of us to face the empty mirror to go to that unknown fearful place to...
Hello! Thank you for the poem. Lets dream forever! Evelyn Nurmes from Eston9ia ... ... The one I love ... dissolves all. ... wisp ... More...
Hello! Thank you for the poem, ladys loves childs and shocolate!or sugar! Evelyn Nurmes from Estonia ... I pray for...
Hello! Thank you for the poem! People loves his heros! Evelyn Nurmes ... scarf was light, every few seconds she ... pull it back to its proper position ... ...
Sacred You ask what is sacred? who shall answer in the morning light? in this endless dream of Lovers, Yeah, though I walk through the shadow of my Beloved I...
An Alphabet Laid Bare You have no right to chastise me, you know nothing but the alphabet of this poem, you have no map of the dark trails of chaos I walk...
I Wish I Could I wish I could. what? I don't know. what do I wish? what would change and how would "it" change, Darling. But you see, you're dead. and there's...
How Unwilling How unwilling the Deceiver departs... how relentless the breaking heart... how cruel the passage of a Dark Night how lonely the wayfarer, how...
Resolution to Fight for Human Rights You have the right to be human, Freedom takes awareness and willingness to fight, Equality is due equally to everyone, ...
Let the Dawning Begin Wayfarer, bring your sleeping dogs your hunger and thirst for love, to the immense shade of the Dawn Tree, let your spirit rest unbroken,...
Love Story And what a fine fine love story I have woven like silken gifts to myself, fragile butterfly wings lighting in a far-off Poet's land, fierce forests...
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Megan Parfitt
eurohybrid@...
Jan 8, 2008 10:37 pm
Dog culture! name me. blame me. i could never understand. fingers point cross paths in each his name, his name is... some disreputed offshoot. "protect", you...
This Poem is dedicated to Immaculée Ilibagiza, a young Rwandan who survived its killing fields by hiding in a small bathroom with seven other women for 91 ...
Seven Arrows Your lightest touch of Love in my transfigured heart 7 arrows in St. Sebastian white doves released with blood on my wings cobalt blue winter...
No Words I don't want these f****** words, I don't want to be a poet I don't need Advaita to know no one's home any more, give to me an honest paintbrush, ...
Dear Friends: I am heading to India to Bollywood and the Kolkata Book Fair. As most of you know, Rattapallax is one of the main sponsors of the US Delegation...
If I Didn't Know Myself If I didn't know myself as well as I do, I'd probably know someone else half as well, I'm not a foregone conclusion in spite of myself,...
