Here is an old one of mine from 2004
[this is the first poem I'm now making public...]

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Twirling a tumbling curbing water twist

Twirling, turning and curbing through the waters we twist
Familiar faces re found in a candy land of bliss
A seeking heart -- A seeking soul
Two-sync and twined, splunk;
A smile, our dash,
Your body of crystalline gemlets in sparkling painted rising watery mist
Our moon lit spinning spire, a silvery star's kiss

We run, to mountain top and spire o high
But no where is far enough from the great hand of mire
A ghost away spirited you from mine
Desire burns, our bodies entwine
Fate out waxed a nether day no further than virtue of will
A ride in tears, for fears, for the very droplets, our hearts, our eyes must let go

Hearts run your cheeks, a painting to subsist
Water fountains front my sleepless exsist.
Absolving, Life, in lessons. The continuing reborn.

Soft gentle fragile moments - meaning is aunt and love retorn
Deepness of an inner luring depth
Whirling it wraps conviction. A old nitch, that lock
of mind which that of which we have been worn.
Foams reform, Stretched moan is now murmuring hum
Sea bottom, i see you as familiar upon your gentle form
Form from which all bodies of crystal gemlets sparkle painted rising watery mist
Reflect moon, light, spinning spire from the silver of falling stars that kiss upon their final resting home.

Drum the beat which leads your light
Trace flight upon your path
Bound beyond; no fear familiar; no your limitations
exist carved by gaze
The world a reflection of your inner (a)maze

where will, your gentle stroke lead you?
where hence will she guide you?
follow her, heart, and let life embrace you

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by Sebastian Chedal
2004-09-18