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My name is Joy, and I love to write. Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground. Kiya's gift. I love it!
Green Peas at Stake
#581592 added April 25, 2008 at 11:09pm
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Watching the Current (Dew Drop 25)
Watching the Current

The riverbank has swollen
to drown the wayward vine,
creeping into its territory,
as the end of spring
renovates the skin of the earth.
A brown scaly branch
bounces downstream to meet
its insignificant decay,
taking with it a memory
of the mother tree, and I,
with a book on my lap,
watch the water pour
over the boulders, savoring
the flow without an attitude
or a yearning. If there could be
a moment in life in which
I could stay forever,
this would be it.
.

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