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    Vessels: A Collection of Poetry
    Vessels: A Collection of Poetry
    Vessels: A Collection of Poetry
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    Vessels: A Collection of Poetry

    By Dale Brabb and Michael Kelly

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    Poet Dale Brabb's collection of poetry "A Gold Mine" is just that: a rich shiny collection of vivid nuggets from mined memories brought to light. Many are shared quiet revelations, giving meaning to happy and regretful episodes from his past with perfect metaphors and images. Several are lyrical songs that you can almost sing. A few are conf

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLuminare Press
    Release dateMar 16, 2022
    ISBN9781643889436
    Vessels: A Collection of Poetry
    Author

    Dale Brabb

    Dale Brabb has been writing poetry for fifty years. He studied poetry with John Haislip at the University of Oregon and has a Bachelor of Arts in English from that institution. He has previously published a collection of poetry titled A Gold Mine.

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      Vessels - Dale Brabb

      Chapter one

      A little thing called love

      The examination of love has always

      been a topic I’ve written poetry about.

      A dark night of the soul

      I sat and gazed beyond the curtains gap

      the night a blanket yet I felt so cold

      a mouse and wheel who could not flee the trap

      I’d set myself with lies that I had told

      The joy of sunrise and our children born

      were far away and shadowed in the dark

      and your familiar face a stranger’s scorn

      I’d poisoned hope and with it morning’s lark

      A tragedy far worse than Shakespeare’s guise

      for it was not an actor’s nightmare dream

      no nurse to wipe the tears from streaming eyes

      in a silent house grief’s edge both blunt and keen

      No mercy waited in that darkened night

      while merciless I kept my soul from flight

      A kiss

      I’m not sure you’d be wise if you kissed me

      for lips bare every secret of the soul

      a kiss paints pictures only lovers see

      in shades and colors artists seek to know

      A kiss might be a way to open doors

      hello and welcome to this world of mine

      a moment to start counting ever-mores

      an appetizer for the feast divine

      But words cannot describe a kiss’s blessing

      that special message meant for you alone

      where two hearts share by openly confessing

      from feeling’s seeds a flowering love has grown

      And wise or not I’d be a fool to miss

      sweet promises delivered by a kiss

      An examination of love

      Love is a warm fuzzy blanket

      you can pull up close around you

      when it’s cold at night

      Love cares when you are lonely

      and walks beside you, arm in arm

      even when you sometimes have to walk alone

      Love is a soothing touch

      a tender caress reaching deep below the skin

      contact to satisfy yearning

      Love puts doors in walls

      opens the windows to fresh air and light

      and keeps you safe without any locks

      Love is medicine without side effects

      and when it’s given

      also heals the giver

      Love can grow slowly into a mighty tree

      or surprise you when you least expect

      wearing a face you’ve never seen before

      Love is a wafting scent

      you turn your head to catch again

      that makes you smile inside

      Love is the wish I have for you

      Animal veins

      She’s off again with him

      on some sacred-psychic journey

      to map the fourth dimension

      When they make love

      a vibration is created that heals the planet

      it is that thing they do

      to make the world a better place

      But she will come back

      to live in this time-zone once more

      and we will get together

      When we make love

      we create passionate vibrations in the flesh

      and lust flows thickly then

      through these our animal veins

      we may not heal the planet

      but we surely make the earth to move

      Any carpenter

      When the hammer stops building

      piece by careful piece

      some laid on in hurry

      some deliberate

      but all building

      But when the hammer stops building

      and the claw undoes the work

      then it all comes down so quick

      piece by careless piece

      Then isn’t it a wonder

      that any carpenter who has built with love

      can shoulder aside the rubble

      and build again?

      Bunnies at the beach

      What a surprise

      multi-colored, flop-eared beach bunnies

      hopping everywhere around us

      leaving good-luck paw-prints

      on the sandy trail

      looking back occasionally

      as if to say we recognize you

      It was a moment

      part of nature’s tapestry

      a mixture of totems maybe

      eagles and otters

      with bunnies extant

      as the sun sets over the ocean

      And between the tall cypress trees

      trails seem to extend far out on the calm water

      breezes hovering above to make it so

      as we join the brave bunnies

      on the cliff-edge

      they in search of wild strawberries

      while we watched the sun set

      all of us caught

      in nature’s sweet and temporary snare

      Danger and fulfillment

      To love someone deeply gives you strength.

      Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.

      —Lao-Tzu

      Love is not a gift to give away

      wrapped in pretty paper

      tied with cunning conditional knots

      meant to snare

      Love is like snowmelt running to the sea

      returning in clouds to the thirsty earth

      a circular refreshing promise

      promoting new growth

      Love is a sign of vulnerability

      a fearless open trusting heart bared

      incomprehensibly courageous

      especially in full knowledge of the peril

      For nothing else we humans do

      is more dangerous than love

      or more fulfilling, a gamble

      where we create our share of luck

      My love I give to you

      and I am strengthened by its giving

      but blind must be my bravery

      if I would hope your love returns my sight

      Going home

      Where did you go just now?

      she softly asked him,

      "your thoughts they seemed

      a million miles away."

      Oh it was nothin’ was his answer

      "just a’wonderin’, I guess,

      if we’d a got along back in

      a younger day."

      And the sun was going down

      Out on the ocean

      And sunset tinged, the whitecaps

      Pinkly shone

      And they held each other’s hand

      And kept on walking

      While the birds flew south

      Like they was going home

      Hello

      I saw you over there

      I guess we were not in the same

      ellipse

      and we should count it lucky that

      we didn’t collide

      you and I

      See, I have trouble tracking

      a thing I assume is here

      is over there

      or even closer

      that troublesome tracking thing

      You smiled at me

      and I know that I am going

      the long

      way

      around

      before

      I finally say to you

      hello

      But I couldn’t help noticing

      you had ellipses

      an asteroid

      in eccentric orbit

      And then I knew perhaps we’d come together

      across the room

      across the caterpillar sky

      perhaps I’d finally say to you

      hello

      I wanted

      To say hello

      but my tongue just rumbled round my teeth

      much like a heavy truck

      while unspoken thoughts flew by

      and left me in the silent dust

      To see you smile

      but my eyes sought out the safety

      in the corners of the room

      like flighty fearful wrens

      hiding in the bushes of my eyebrows

      To hear you speak

      but my ears were packed with stuffings

      of selected silence

      while I was deafened by the thunder

      of my beating heart

      To hold you in my arms

      but hands crawled deep in pockets

      curling up around loose change

      as if prepared for winter sleep

      forsaking touch in solitude

      To confess

      I thought that I was burned right down to ash

      and I’m confused by feelings now

      for you have struck my flinty edge

      and kindled in my soul a fragile flame

      To try again

      I have forgotten much, you know

      let me feel the texture of your voice

      taste the flavor of your smile

      see the tracings of your touch

      To let you know

      though I have wanted in the past

      I find myself surprised right now

      that more than any other thing

      I want to say hello

      If I was

      Wind blows the scrap around

      pushing

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