by Spiros Zafiris
as the field anticipates some rain,
your savage carnality awaits
your service
forget such wasteful misery
the harps that guide you,
your very spirit,
have better things to do
dare not your bestiality
and the very heart of Creation
will cry, "Patience,
this poet of trees
means to accomplish his task"
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..channeled; spirit Ram; 1987
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ABOUT THE POET ~
..Friday, Oct. 28, 2011..>>i am a Montreal poet, 61..a, Capricorn (late December)..single..not looking--, a hermit..many of my poems are widely available online--(ezines and periodicals, and anthologies)..presently, my greatest loves (poetrywise) are tanka and kyoka, ..in earlier times (1979/81) i self-published 2 books of which I sold 5, 000 copies in approx. 3 years.., of poems, Very Personal/Midnight Magic..
Last updated September 11, 2015