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gazelle ghazal

 

Quiet as a hart in the forest

She’s tiptoeing, his tame gazelle

 

With caribou songs she serenades -

Are his ears deaf to his tame gazelle?

 

He looks about, antlers challenging

An elk blinded by his tame gazelle

 

With springbok start, did he notice?

She’s whispering, his tame gazelle

 

The antelope are all stampeding

Yet she stands sto...

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ghazal - under grass

 

The lane winds on, it’s overgrown with grass

Too dark for daisies, ivy crawls through grass

 

The rusty swing stands creaking like a ghost

The rabbit hutch sits empty in the grass

 

The gate hangs off its hinges, hesitates

Mildew adorns glass panes, like slimey grass

 

Children don’t come now, keeping a secret

Sweets are no longer hidden in the gras...

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Ghazal

ghazal (ruby slippers)

 

I tiptoe to your house in my ruby slippers

I have a date to dance in my ruby slippers

 

Twirling toes in holly halls take merry chances

Dervish dances in my pointy ruby slippers

 

Tie your bow tie, quick as it spins my darling

I’ll spin and spoon with you in my ruby slippers

 

I wade through frozen snow, they’re in my hand, held tight,

My own spark...

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Ghazal

ghazal ( Fibonacci swirl)

 

She met him surrounded by dahlias in a Fibonacci swirl

A sure shock to his delicate system in a Fibonacci swirl

 

She was the fluorescent ghost a-haunting, she was not his cool pale girl

Carbon copy daguerreotype posing with her Fibonacci swirl

 

Cut her cloth to fool him, stared at mirrors, scared herself, made her hair curl

Tricked him, jilted him and then ...

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Ghazal

ghazal ( snow for me)

 

Oh come through swirling tempests of snow for me

I’ll warm your hands, leave your gloves of snow for me.

 

Rivulets fashion into veins of crystal

A mathematician out of snow for me.

 

Glass hexagons on ivy sprigs crack and freeze

In rubix cubes made of ice and snow for me.

 

The blood red sun is my evening candle flame

And thunder the tympani of sn...

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Ghazal

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