Promise of Eternal Life
Chocolate melts on tongues of lovers
laid prostrate in salutation
to the sun spirit…
Pleased,
and noting their humility
in its strong presence,
it chooses a cloud
behind which to hide
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 180 Views added 2 days ago
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About Love
I’ve been wondering
lately,
about love —
how it dies,
and where it goes
when it does…
I suppose some loves
die quickly, silently —
deprived of oxygen,
strangled with care.
Some may free-fall
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 352 Views added 8 days ago
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True Genius
True genius
lies with those
whose brain smarts
are inspired by
their loving... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 152 Views added 14 days ago
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Buffon’s Beauty
Emerald rainbow
upon ruby sunset
f l y i n g
f l o a t
from leafy crown to leafy crown
Expansive and elegant,
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 329 Views added 16 days ago
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If Love
If love was like a garden,
Its path would lead to you —
Awaiting me in flower patch
Of multi-colored hues…
Sunshine would be plenty,
Grey skies would be few
If love was like a garden
It would always bloom anew!
If love was... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 350 Views added 24 days ago
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Starlight
How heavy is a star
Lifted from the sky?
Heaven’s where you are,
And where I’m going to fly
To take you from that place,
Bring you home with me
And look upon the face
That I was meant... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 134 Views added 29 days ago
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Starlight
How heavy is a star
Lifted from the sky?
Heaven’s where you are,
And where I’m going to fly
To take you from that place,
Bring you home with me
And look upon the face
That I was meant... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 37 Views added 29 days ago
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The Consequence of Me
I am small, as the acorn
lost in the shade of a craggy oak
Weightless, as the wren’s feather
floating up up up from her nest,
disappearing on grey skies
Shy, as the fair fragrance of lavender,
submitting to the... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 252 Views added 1 month ago
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Evening Blue...
You wait for me in corners of my mind,
On bended knee, you tip your hat, and smile
Our gazes meet and longing hearts combine,
Tonight we'll be as one, but for a while
For lark sings morning's waking song too... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 66 Views added 1 month ago
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Valentine
My valentine of chocolates…
Dark and mysterious,
hearts of sweet liqueur
One taste of you —
Intoxicating flavor bursts
and lingers on my tongue
I take another and another…
till all of you
are gone... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 364 Views added 1 month ago
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Baby’s Laughter
There is nothing more enchanting
Than peals of baby’s laughter
Beginning with a silly snort,
Soft cooing follows after.
Happy chortles intercepted —
Catch of breath draws in the air,
Then tremolos of giggles
Gaily... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 94 Views added 1 month ago
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Begin Again
My heart lies on a pillow
Of lavender in bloom
My bones of yellow passionflowers
Inviting pose assume
Our hearts sync to the music,
A driving rumba beat
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 59 Views added 1 month ago
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The Young Girl In The Mirror
I looked into the mirror,
A girl was standing there —
Thoughtful eyes of crystal blue,
Gold ringlets were her hair
She appeared to recognize
The woman whom she saw,
And searched my face adoringly,
Not... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 165 Views added 1 month ago
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Sugar Bugs
Sugar bugs are stinky,
Between your teeth they sleep
If you don’t brush ‘least twice a day,
Around your mouth they’ll creep.
Some have long antennae,
That tickle on your tongue
And some have prickly hands and feet,
That crawl... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 54 Views added 2 months ago
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Letting Go Of The Eighties
It’s time!
to finally let them go —
Shoulder pads,
bangles,
and bows
Puffy sleeves,
baby-blue dress
Big hair clips,
high-tops,
and wedge
Walkman ear buds,
high-waist jeans,
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 79 Views added 2 months ago
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Hidden Faces
Echoes of a thousand lives
pervade this sacred space,
Each headstone tells a moving tale
about a hidden face
Most gravesites are appointed
with flowers and a cross,
Which speak for all the loved ones
affected by their loss
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 106 Views added 2 months ago
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Rosie Knows
Rosie knows the bluebird’s loss
when clipped of feathered wing,
And why when bunny’s
snatched by fox,
its mama grieves the spring
Rosie knows the lightning strike
is followed by the blast,
And how to wish... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 330 Views added 2 months ago
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Winter’s Chill
Wintry white-iced morning,
Crunches underneath my feet
Silence in its dawning,
No passers-by to greet.
Skies are grey and hanging low,
Trees naked of their clothing
No songbird’s sweet crescendo,
Winter’s chill, her... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 76 Views added 2 months ago
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Windows
Window’s worn
wooden teeth,
tightly clasped —
Moldy sill
set beneath
cracked
yellowed glass.
Walls watched
with pity
a soul dehydrated —
Once joyful
and giddy,
Now, sad and ill-fated…
Reconciled to
the moment,... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 347 Views added 2 months ago
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The Tryst
Two blushing trees lean in to kiss,
Branched fingers tenderly entwine
Prolonged embrace in autumn’s mist,
The tryst- older than time…
To music only they can hear,
They waltz around a field aglow
And as the... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 341 Views added 2 months ago
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“Perhaps that was long ago, when I was a Dublin street urchin, often clinging to my mother's skirt, the scent of its wool still a presence.” -T
My Mother’s Woolen Skirt
Strolling down a Dublin lane,
Mere boy at Mother’s knee
Her woolen... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 339 Views added 2 months ago
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The Promise of Winter Solstice
Winter Solstice,
silent birth
Shortest day,
longest night —
Darkness cast
upon cold earth
Yields a shining
newborn light —
Hope,
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 31 Views added 2 months ago
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The Final Moon
Dressed in darkness,
dodging cold fingers
of the Final Moon,
I plot my steps
upon icy paths
that moan and squeak
beneath my feet —
Mockingbirds
taunt from atop
spiny pines
Soft, tearful... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 63 Views added 3 months ago
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River of Dreams
There’s a river
of dreams
that flows
through
my heart,
with you
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 382 Views added 3 months ago
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Rocky Mountain Heaven
A new day, peeking through the veil of night, promises to share her gifts of sensory wonders…
Hundreds of eyes lurking undercover in the fragrant green thicket of pines, watch me stroll by. How strong my scent must be to... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 77 Views added 3 months ago
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As Winter’s Rose
As winter’s rose,
reminiscent,
sways —
I recall sweet
yesterdays…
dancing
balmy hours away
Warring winds
have won
her blades,
yet tender petals
defiant —remain
By winter’s sunset
light I see,
the... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 375 Views added 3 months ago
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Words Upon A Page
Your words ignite my spirit,
when its light begins to dim
And laugh out loud along with me,
when I’m happy once again
Sometimes they mock my own words,
with a quip and haughty tease
Then return with warm assurances,
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 336 Views added 3 months ago
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Joy Abounding!
Our cabin
sits at the edge
of the green lake,
at the base
of the steep mountain,
tall fragrant pines
surrounding…
Critters frolic
in long shadows,
songbird serenades
resounding
Curious,
morning sun
peeks... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 27 Views added 3 months ago
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Dream Life
Spring air is light and soft,
Tender buds are coaxed to blossom,
Daylight teases dusk…
I see your face in pastel of sun and moon.
As they pass each other in the sky,
greetings from one to the other
awaken me —
and you are... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 80 Views added 4 months ago
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My Whispering Heart
If you could only know
the feelings trapped
inside my throat
that menace and occlude,
Then they would gently
rise and float,
like breath of morning dew
If I had shared
the words I tried
to plot upon the page,
... – by Susan Mayer Brumel | 406 Views added 4 months ago
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