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		<title>~Golden~</title>
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		<description> 
Such vividness can not subdue
Into a less evasive hue,

Its gleaming splendor weaves around
Each green of ivy dancing down.

Upon the tree and about town
A kiss of gold for all abounds.

Beaming above, warming within
Filling beyond and without end,

Tonight awaits as dreams unfold
Glitter the skies up high in gold.

The season shines in gilded tones
Guiding the star of Christmas home.

sinnaminsun 2009
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 21:49:13 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Souicsnoc~</title>
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		<description> Consciousness... What is it really?  
Moments live and awake,  
Being aware we're aware?  
 
What are we when not... 
 
Unconscious,  
 
Semi-conscious, 
 
Asleep,  
 
Dead?  
  
 Are we less or more here, 
During those in-between moments  
Just before waking from there... 
 
Do we pale as minutes tick ripe,  
Sustained by seconds,  
While living in a dream?  
 
sinnaminsun 2008 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2008 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:03:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Fleeting~</title>
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		<description> Hail night, for one fevered moment,
Spill forth-flame with ardent purpose
Your fleeting kiss searing skies,
A presence undeniable.
Orbitus in nature
Leaving eyes starry-wide,
Then, as the rush of a memory
burns through,
Night stirs me quiet.

sinnaminsun 2008  </description>
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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2008 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 15:56:12 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~To Love~</title>
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		<description>Love, like an ocean blue
Flowing deep,
and free.

Tides rushing in and out
A love,
dear to me.

Time, let it all go
Riding waves,
through love's undertow.

Still burns my sun
Seething fires,
Burnin' on the run.

Now, as an ocean blue
Floods away,
from me.

Will tears, fade the fire
My love,
failed to see?

sinnaminsun 2008 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2008 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:58:09 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~A Love~</title>
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		<description>English Sonnet</description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2006 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:07:47 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~BlackOut~</title>
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		<description>This paling night,
faint of wind and song
Harness my moon over.

Heed the ground
absent of all shadow and light,
Laying barren under
a steely sky in June.

Appears, your whispered rush
Alighting...igniting me now.
Curving contentment moves,
Bringing your warm release
of day.

sinnaminsun 2009 
version 2 below: 
This paling night,
faint of wind and song
Harness me over.

Heed the ground
absent of life,
Lay barren under
this steely sky in June.

Appears... Your whispered rush
Alighting...igniting me now.
Contentment moves,
Bringing your warm release
Of day. 
sinnaminsun </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 15:31:31 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Howling~</title>
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		<description> He prowls within the longest night 
Before the winter shows her white,  
Amongst dark woods, deep out of sight 
As black as skies devoid of light. 
 
And on this night the wind tells tales 
Luring back all inner veils,  
Guiding up where spirits sail 
To shine on heights mere-mortals pale. 
 
Upon the cliff and under moon 
Beams wrapping round like a cocoon,  
He hears the flighted midnight loon 
Sensing his time nears ever-soon. 
 
Awaits until the moon hangs high 
then howls his presence far and wide. 
 
sinnaminsun 2005 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 23:26:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Flicker~</title>
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		<description>Within the early hours of 
spreading sparks flicker above,  
Awaking fires with gestured sighs 
Wherein this heat can burns arise?  
 
Remember if I dare to wake 
the embered past's reknown to break,  
A heart of fluster's beating through 
an empty hint of what was you. 
 
With apprehension hands extend 
intertwined within an end,  
And curving into what was then 
the past begins to be again. 
 
With burning kiss and smoky eyes 
a flame burns back its grim reprise,  
As swollen thoughts hold vacant touch 
caressing love-lorne's flaming rush. 
 
Ignites the flicker to a flame 
Becomes the burning torch of pain. 
 
sinnaminsun 2009 
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 15:09:04 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Fall Unto Me~</title>
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		<description>On this autumn harvest night
wherein a moon burns orangey bright,
While embers light the darkened skies
and falling leaves wave last goodbyes,
Here now I curl and await
as autumn's chill soon over-takes.

Whispers the tale of fallen friends
of fields once green, ambered again
Lay hypnotized in earth-tone light
fall unto me with grace and might,
This cooling field fades yesterday
as summer's breeze has blown away.

sinnaminsun 2005
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 23:55:21 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Repeat~</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12018-repeat</link>
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		<description> When the moon wanes away 
Night eclipsed by day's replay 
Looses you to anyone 
As feelings lost are never won. 
 
And you try, but still you know 
Such effort fails and pales to show 
And I wonder, why it seems 
approval bleeds from every seam. 
 
When the day gives up her sun 
Setting low as night's begun 
Chasing stars until they fall 
Always wish upon them all 
 
And a day begins again 
Shine away the dark within. 
 
sinnaminsun 2009 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 16:22:10 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Cancer~</title>
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		<description> When thirty one days seem to pass 
with the moon through the sky,  
And the sun lays grounded by fear 
too weary of light,  
 
As stars circle over, I wonder 
if I've been away... 
When thirty one seemingly fades 
through the course of a day. 
 
Feeling so much older, and time never softens 
the view. 
As days chase the hours, seconds skip a minute 
or two. 
 
The moon ever-waning 
glides even farther away,  
As I look upon me I wonder why 
I even say.... 
 
'Seems so much different, yet I am forever 
the same.' 
The moon is my ruler 
And I, just a pawn in time's game. 
 
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 01:30:27 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Nian~</title>
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		<description>  
Awakes slumbered reprieve,                                                    
Creeping depth where eyes never see                              
Stirring undercurrents of winter past,                                        
Curl winter winds  
Flanking tidaled expanses...You appear. 
 
Desire fully baited,  
Biting your presence into being 
as thoughts once idle,  
A'fix their gaze ashore. 
 
Move curving land, 
Baring breath and bone  
Strides holding steady..... 
Soon they'll know, 
A new year’s begun. 
 
sinnaminsun 2008 
Poem based on a mythical creature that brings-in the Chinese New Year.  Art by Wei che-Juan 
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2008 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 16:48:37 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>N</title>
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		<description> Day won't grant me tonight,
Pelting its presence 
Burns with delight.

Shadows won't cast me
a line...
Back-stepping blackness
Paling from sight.

Hours hang-on
the vine....
Swaying the seconds
a minute each time.

How I need to fade
lingering light, 
How I need the night
tonight. 

sinnaminsun 2009  
   </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 12:57:32 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Dream Catchers~</title>
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		<description> Just before the dawn peeks through
there flies a bird called Midnight Blew,
Sings of love, spreading her wings
casting astray what worries bring.

She carries dreams of me and you
to heights where gilded angels flew,
Drifting away, going beyond
what limits life or songs have sung.

On wing or limb, on land or sky
no soul is caged, eclipsed or tied.
Let freedom shower in our dreams
and drown amongst realities...

Soon to wake the morning shows
this bird of night grants dreams for those,
To catch each quick before the dawn
and live our dreams before they're gone.

sinnaminsun 2007 </description>
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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2007 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 00:24:18 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Beyond This~</title>
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		<description> Beyond the pale green of blades now spent,
Within the memory of what was
I ask, 'What will be? '

My eyes see just far enough to blur any hope.
Thinking back when days didn't matter
and time ran with me,
I smile, knowing the essence of everything was new and good.

Now thoughts circle around the next day's passing,
Dragging me into another like a broken wheel
struggling to turn.

How long before I fall like that leaf I saw just yesterday?
Or stop, like a clock whose hands once held hope high. 
 
 sinnaminsun 2006
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2006 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 14:14:04 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>8</title>
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		<description> The day's firey vigor fades            
Down from something,                                                           
then everything at once. 
 
Eyes lift upon a sky                                                               
anxious and weary of  night,                                                    
Close within its somber... 
 
The road round and familiar                                                
curves out from under,                                                          
Falls each weighted dream. 
 
Circling back                                                                           
To where everything,                                                              
then nothing really matters. 
 
sinnaminsun 2009 </description>
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		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 15:00:42 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~U Can't~ </title>
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		<description> You can't hold rain behind windows of the sky
You can't walk oceans, yet I'll gladly watch you try.
Tell me what forever means, then say we won't last
For you have every answer to, what You have ever asked.

Lie to me a little, so I'll have faith in the unknown
Tell me of reasons why, two souls still seem alone.
You can't grasp forever, as it's lying in my hands
You can't say the words, 'I'm right' cause I don't understand.

Trade a smile in for a frown, hope it rains on a clear day
You can't sing a tune or dance, but you do on my parade.

sinnaminsun 2009  ... more  </description>
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		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 23:32:44 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Between~</title>
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		<description> Listen
within,
among.....
Then again. 

Nothing's heard
or said,
Just silence
tween you and me.

Speak
within,
then out.....
And again.

Nothing moves
or breathes
Just whispers
tween you and me.

sinnaminsun 2009  
 A poet-friend of mine &quot;Dale&quot; came up with an outstanding little stanza which inspired me to write this poem.  Here are Dale's words which I thought were absolutely beautiful: 
 Nothing moves
or breathes
Just whispers
tween you and me. </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 01:16:05 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Apple~</title>
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		<description>Bite the apple..... 
Swallow hard.

sinnaminsun 2006 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2006 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 21:13:17 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Another~</title>
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		<description>Slippin' down the side-way
My essence somewhat gone,
Pealing back the sunrays
Shinin' past what went wrong.

Every good tune has a sad side
Through the calm sings heartache's song,
And when I'm down just crawlin'
Another night carries me along.

sinnaminsun 2006 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2006 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 21:10:17 GMT</pubDate>
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