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DUNEGRASS PAINTBRUSHES VERSION 2
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Paintbrushes.. ten thousand
dunegrass blades: soft spears
work to paint the
blue sky sphere

yet no matter how
many strokes of green
the sky remains
invulnerably blue
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YOUNG SOULS UNFOLD
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Her tiny tight handwriting
will expand as does her heart.
It will happen more quickly
near the infinite canvas
of the sky and sea.

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SCHUYLKILL

The Schuylkill
does no fish schools kill
When she encounters a rock
the river never stops
never stops growing
.. she keeps rising
or seeping....or flowing
Past banks flowering she will flow
.. she will arrive
.. to merge in her Love, the Sea
and In him in joy to dive

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DONEGALWAY

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So many sires
he had in Donegal
.. so many
foremothers in Galway
..he was
made of
Donegalway
...in every
cell of his being
called the sea
to itself

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DORIES ANCHOR

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Quiet Peace of Eve
Fishing dories
anchor against the lapping pier
Grateful are fishes.

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POSEIDON TEMPLE

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Millennia ago
sealovers built
to Poseidon
a temple by the
sea..
they hoped
it might outlast the sea..
with its marble pillars
by the sea's wave pillows
with its rockhard stability
..and unfishy sterility
by the sea's
ancient senility..
As it has crumbled
into seagirting sand
it seems to have
multiplied everywhere..
in blue wavewashed tidal pools
..(resembling blue eyes
set within noble brows)
.. they lead
to their master:
the Sea Eternal

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GULL STACCATO'D

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He says the sea
forever chants omkar
as she abides
reflecting the stars..
.. gull staccato'd
.. their screams counterpoint
her invulnerable ananda.

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NOT THE BOAT

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we are not the boat
.. we are the sea

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SEACHARGE

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The sea
charges the shore
and withdraws
to charge some more.

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NEPTUNE'S HAIR

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Neptune's hair
its wavelet strands
melted the castles
in the sands
but further inland
with his tidal hand
sent coconuts
onto the shining sands
which have become
a palm tree stand

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MERE'S MIRRORS

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A storm tossed sea reflects
a fractured Sun
as if God were chaotic

The silent ocean
of no motion

mirrors God's miracles
and mercy..
in the mere.
Even those moored
on the shore
harvest the bliss.

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SERMON OF THE SEA

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What is the silent sermon
of the sea
she bequeaths to each mermaid and merman
she in seaweed wreathes.
What is her legacy
in each leg of the sea?
Accept all lonely rivers..
Don't strive.. just be
Offer your self to God the Sun
Be at peace beneath
gulls' staccato shrieks.

WHAT ARE THE THISTLE'S EPISTLES

Merely let go of your seeds
and the wind will scatter them
the rain will enkindle them
the sun will lift them

DIRECTOR'S CHAIR

Pat asked God who her
teacher was and was
given a vision
of a director's chair
facing the ocean.

Perhaps it meant
only Her who can
control
the ocean's roll
or Him who can walk
on the sea's liquid
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DREAM OF PIER

She walked to the edge
of the pier.. the
Sea of God beckoned
to her.. but she could
not bring the discs
she clasped in her
hand with her..
and sadly turned around
.. never mind.. there will
come a time
when her strongest urge
is with God to merge

SEA CRASHING UPON ROCKS

We do not always want
the sea
to be at peace
.. or to be specific
we don't always want
a pacific Pacific

at times we want to
stand on a mountain
above
and watch the waves
crash upon the rocks
.. the sound is
shakti itself

-saiom shriver-