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 Mar 2014 Samantha wells
Sjr1000
Create
the art
of
your vision.
Another's job
is critic.
I want to thank Joe for reminding me of this belief .
Beauty comes from inside
It's a truly tragic thing
that some people
feel the need
to have their
skin cut by the
surgeon to release it.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!­!!



Minimalist
Soul Survivor
(C) 2014
Had I been a poet river born
Flowed at ebbs to the sea
Fed on her shores fields of corn
On her face etched the sky gaily!

Had I been a poet river bred
Rode her waves of lunar tide
Kissed her bank in cool summer shade
And never ever left her side!

I would have grown a love riverine
For all lives feeding on her breast
Fishes shrimps the dolly dolphin
***** turtles and the rest!

One moonlit night when she rose high
Drowned me in her beauteous wine
In a feathery drop on her bed I would lie
Breathing river poet’s one last line!
The way my heart beats
Whenever you are around

The way you love me
Without making a sound

The way you hold me tight
When my ship runs aground

"That is the way I will always love you"

The way the river flows
Into the sea

The way color beautifies
The cool mountains fall trees

The way the sight of you
Sometimes buckles my knees

"That is the way I will always love you"

The way the suns rays pour down
To warm the earth

The way joy belongs
At the heart of new birth

The way I'm loving you
For all I am worth

"That is the way I will always love you"

The way you hold me close
When I am in pain

The way you kiss me gently
And then kiss me again

The way I will always be here
Through the sun and the rain

"That is the way I will always love you"
For my beautiful wife on our 29th year anniversary this weekend...
It goes by so fast when your in love...
She's dark, yet
moonlight glows
inside her soft-eyes
& despite her
tragic-aura,
I still want
her blackness,
to taste her magic,
to kiss
the devil inside her.
 Mar 2014 Samantha wells
Liam
I'm tired of beauty
incessantly meddling in my affairs

luring me to venture outside myself
revealing hidden radiance within

disguising life's dismal undercurrent
reducing it to a superficial veneer

randomly appearing by surprise
stubbornly eliciting a smile

performing alchemy on the mundane
dousing my awareness in the elixir of life

beauty...
the pulchritude of spirit...that's all it is...
He found a boundless sea inside  a diamond,
she keeps close to her soul, love pulsates in that ruby precious.
She wears an all -knowing smile, so ravishing,
when he gazes in to it, through her clear blue eyes.

He has seen memories that  quietly rest in her hive,
come searching for him, honeybees seeking the drops,
sweetness of the past inebriating at any time later.


We are wishes perennial of the people of yore,
who never ceased to love us
even after leaving the earth, for realms higher
echoes we are, from labyrinths of time
relayed from the timeless realm,
that appears after counting every universe existing there.
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