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'fairies dance' timothy r gates, 11/09/2009

Fairies dance
prance
again, again, again
no thought to stop
just
again, again, again
like little ones
playing the same, 'boo!'
game, the same, 'got you!'
same, playing, 'wow! You surprised me, again!'
their eyes dancing
prancing
again, again, again.

'Dylan at sixty-eight' ** timothy r gates, 11/06/2009

two hours straight, and
more
all along the watchtower encore,
with a parenthesis Hendrix styled solo
no rambling intro words
no apologies for words
changed or forgotten,
just played and kicked it
yes, for two hours straight, and
more
animated
old and neo-rock and roll
new and nostalgic folk and blues
unintelligible intelligible,
ebb and flow
swaggering...
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'pheromones' timothy r gates, 11/04/2009


hormones
him, her
here, there
ear, hear
pheromones
one does, another
doesn't
walk in the room, knock
you down
walk in the room, block
the ground
via the net, baffling
here, there
ear, hear
pheromones
kick my senses,
rationally, irrationally
she, he
here, there
ear, hear
this one just kicks
damn blessed
pheromones.

'If there is to...
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'tears rain, but' timothy r gates, 10/17/2009

always
it rains,
tears filling buckets
overflowing
expotential slide
tears rain, but
she, he
rides crow's wings
eagle's flight
envies ebony's blueness
tears rain, but
day's wash
blue skies, now,
beheld
love the rain - love
that it doesn't
rain
forever.
do love the smell
of clean
rain.

Diamonds applause trg, 10/16/2009

Diamond in the...
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amidst the felled trees timothy r gates, 10/15/2009

Death, resurrection
Not new
Amidst the claims
For reclamations, restorations of
Environmental floods

Trees fall to their
Repose
Giving life,
Decompositions gift
Anesti! Resurrected! A-gain

Genesis, re-genesis proto-synthesis
Leaves falling
Kissing Crosses, Stars, Moons,
Mantra of seeds burrowing,
seeds yielding seeds,
Death, resurrection

Trees fall
Trees felled
thud!
One asleep awakens
Tree fallen, in the spring,
Sapling...
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skulls timothy r gates, 10/14/2009

sweet days
little ones seeing
what older ones
no longer are able to look into
jesus loves the little children,
red and yellow, black and white
skulls
left from angels only watching
skulls
left for angels to remember
skulls
left for seeing, eyes blazing,
little ones seeing
hand in hand
here and there
older ones hear,
We see living people,...
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'Antiquarian Beauty awaits' timothy r gates, 10/10/2009

No need to
sit, waiting,
Sirens envy her,
freedom
a tune heard by the
non-lurking
Artisans pray for
Artists,
Painters and Poets,
'please capture what we're
not able but to glimpse.'
it is a mere reality,
Antiquarian Beauty awaits
nothing.

'When Aquarius was on the horizon' timothy r gates, 10/08/2009

Singing of
days
when Aquarius was on the
horizon

Harmony prayed
for the end of a needed army

Overtones not heard,
save in the head or
when a head

Sunshine days,
Moonlit nights

G-D in movements
Jesus saves
Buddha intones a mantra,
horizon received vertical intrusion

Innocence skipped
flowers, for barrettes or
love any-where

Illusions...
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'Hearts intuitive' timothy r gates, 10/03/2009

Hearts
intuitive
not b.s.,
saying,
'i love you,'
when fists come,
with or without words.
Hearts
intuitive
not without verbs,
saying,
'i'll not love you
with nouns alone.'...
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'better off read than dead' timothy r gates, 10/04/2009

McCarthyism
flip side, Communism
ism's for
investigation
instigation
persecution
but then, retaliation
'better off dead than read,'
heard in my youth
then, i thought,
'but who's red,
my Great-Grandmother,
she was Cherokee,'
made sense to me, then,
'better off red than dead.'
dead, three times
resurrected, not a choice
tried to be conservative, once
tried to...
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'ebony's hieroglyphics' timothy r gates, 10/01/2009

black and white
pages with words,
once read
not read
from blood
shed,
bled,
not said
colour, hued
hoary headed innocence
waltzes with
toe-headed maturity
iconoclasts admit to
iconodule two-steps.
pages,
ebony's hieroglyphics
allow for what's
read,
not read
to be said.


'it's about me!' or 'it's not about me!' timothy r gates, 10/01/2009

what I
feel
want
need...
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'reflecting, i do ponder' timothy r gates, 9/27/2009

Trees,
leaves beginning to fall,
others in transition
hues from greens to
crumbling browns and grays.

Squirrels,
scurrying where they used
to evade Brittany
blessed reposed dog,
see them through the sky lights.

Pool,
needing closed, pain in the ass,
waiting, then, to
reopen at the end of spring
duck and pigeon crap cleaning first yeah.

Equinox...
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