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Day 4. In my dreams


Posted by Qurr in Poetry on 18 Oct 2011 / 14 Comments



Dedicated to ‘Temi. It is meet to discover the world inside.   Night closes my eyes And all my dreams are you Laced with one sole regret They have not yet come true My heart wants you near me But you’re many miles away Do you too feel me in your heart As you touch [...]

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Ravage Me


Posted by Qurr in Poetry on 04 Apr 2011 / 2 Comments



Sitting alone on this green patch of grass I breathe the fresh countryside air Feeling the soft cool breeze Listening to the leaves rustling, The flowers blooming, the joys of nature Inspiring smells of the far unseen future.   Yes it’s like the perfect moment of peace, But since you are not here right now, [...]

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Ontology of She


Posted by Qurr in Poetry on 18 Dec 2010 / 0 Comment



Be the thunder that calls my name and awakens me to my reason; Be the bright lightning shards, the warm smile of the very heavens! Be the first soothing raindrops calming my fears, healing my soul; Be the wild torrents of pouring rain, taking everything it chooses. Be that calm, soft surrender that nature thirsts [...]

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Poetic Blitz


Posted by Qurr in Poetry on 30 Jun 2009 / 0 Comment



As I sail the seven seas on a ship carved from Burmese trees My tongue’s got no crease, it’s smoother than a rich butterscotch candy kiss, And loose like a Japanese chemise, smoothly & rapidly rhyming like Balinese. Aujourd’hui, I sneeze in the breeze and freeze in the knees Watching these fleas tease me with [...]

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The Addict


Posted by Qurr in Poetry on 19 May 2009 / 0 Comment



The Bard in me can’t hold the poem back any longer So I drink to you: Bon Aperitif, may your thirst flee Yet my own throat is dry and my speech very lisp. Like straining, running a marathon race underwater And when it matters most, running out of glucose How you ravage my soul like [...]

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Of Helpers and Helpmates


Posted by Qurr in Poetry on 08 Dec 2004 / 0 Comment



he saw her watering the crops with the sweat oozing from her frame and the tears cascading down her lovely cheeks …dropping her cutlass he picked up a hoe and ran to help her and for each new heap he made she loved him all the more. then the questions: when will this toil end? [...]

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