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Copyright © 2008 Pirene's Fountain.
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Last updated:
October 2008 |
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Diane is the mother of two, trained in biology and counseling psychology, she has been writing from an early age. She has been fortunate to study for two years at Naropa University’s Summer writing program. While working as a biology teacher and mental health counselor she was fortunate to teach and poetry by chronically mental ill children. Among her other activities are singing for the elderly, and teaching as a naturalist for the Bouler County Open Space. She is working on a manuscript, “Heartstring Puppets”. Diane’s publications include Tatoo Highway, Nomad’s Chair, The Avocet, Shemom, The Poet’s Ink, The Poet’s Art, Illogocal Muse, Pink Chameleon, Monkey Puzzle, Westward Quarterly, Remark and Poetic Hours.
Grace and Desire | Forbidden Hours | Dropping Anchor
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Grace and Desire
Sand
lightly
falling
in
an
hourglass
measures
time
in
Your
absence
builds
a
mountain
turns
over
in
Your
presence
June, 2008
Forbidden Hours
There is little time
to love
in a global world
of heat
laced with the glacial edge
of the workforce
marching us on
There is little time
to love
with terror threats
at our feet
with traffic gases
at our throats
There is little time
to begin
still I capture
moments before the wind
moments away from paper news
away from the TV screen
to hold forbidden hours
against your skin
July, 2007
Dropping Anchor
Vast seas will not protect
even a lost merman.
Divers will not search for him
where oceans reflect an armor.
Poseidon has forgotten him
with a phantom shrug of disgust.
The sea king washes clean his trident
of the blood from old battles.
Does it not tire war lords to wrap claws
around the sands of anger?
The peace gods repeat themselves
thumping no down ropes of false reasons.
Anguished shouts and splintered wood
frighten more than fishes.
An anchor halts the ship
but cannot stop a war.
A wet faced mother sinks
beside a broken hearted dad.
A heavy thrust of metal
digs another shallow grave.
April, 2006 |
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