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The Writers Blog: July 2015
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Saturday, July 25, 2015. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. Inspired by "Once Upon a Gypsy Moon" by Michael Hurley . you rock! Under a gypsy moon. I lay beneath the stars. Polaris smiles upon my bark. As it carries me to the stars. Under a gypsy moon. Where the wind and the waves sublime. Carry me far from home and then. Return from that salty brine. Under a gypsy starry sky. Under a moon so bright. That it ever steers me right.
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The Writers Blog: October 2012
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Wednesday, October 31, 2012. Of love of light. To show the way. To light so sharp. It's love will keep. To walk to run. Your heart to keep. And then to sleep. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). October in Vermont 2007. Pine Needles in the Rain. Turn the night into a day of love of light to show. Portfolio of Master's Degree in Education. Gardening in Las Vegas. Livin' in Las Vegas. View my complete profile.
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The Writers Blog
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Saturday, July 25, 2015. Inspired by "Once Upon a Gypsy Moon" by Michael Hurley . you rock! Under a gypsy moon. I lay beneath the stars. Polaris smiles upon my bark. As it carries me to the stars. Under a gypsy moon. Where the wind and the waves sublime. Carry me far from home and then. Return from that salty brine. Under a gypsy starry sky. Under a moon so bright. And a ocean so deep and long and still. That it ever steers me right. Time stays its hand.
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The Writers Blog: The Ancient Ones
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Saturday, August 08, 2015. The life we knew. So many so few. Where once was sun. We have no home. From hill to plain. In meat and grain. The new green land. And set it free. The plant and stream. To dust and weed. The land was sown. Now ash and bone. We ring our kivas. The land will give. So we can live. The wood and bine. This land of mine. To live we go. From fox and bear. We learn to live. We build our towers. With legs grown strong. And then we go.
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The Writers Blog: November 2014
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Thursday, November 13, 2014. Out of the mists of time. Their time has come. Come to get treasure. And riches to spare. Come to dig gold. Into the mists of time. They're playing no tune. The mountain gives nothing. But sorrow and pain. Return to their homes. To live once again. Where once they did start. Their tears wash the mountains. Who watch them depart. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. You are you . You are still you . Livin' in...
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The Writers Blog: June 2012
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Sunday, June 24, 2012. The purpose of life. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. The Meaning of Life. One of those days. And changes it to another. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. Wednesday, June 06, 2012. I feel my lover coming to me. I can feel the air moving. Drawing him to my heart. A whisp on a cloudy night. He fades into my room. Shoes singing on the pavement. Snap in time to my heart. Captive to my desire.
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The Writers Blog: May 2014
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Thursday, May 29, 2014. Muse Muse where are you. Sittin by a stream. Laying by a tree. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. I love the sound. Tossed in the air. And drink them down. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. Another Acrostic for Katlyn. Kissed by the sun. And loved by the moon. Laced with sweet creamy spoons. Young love is tasty. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Links to this post. No longer will you feel.
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The Writers Blog: February 2015
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Monday, February 16, 2015. My first short story of, well, a long long time. The rock fell onto the cold, dusty floor, trembling layers of paneled walls and oak floors, finally ending with a dull thud against concrete, four floors below. I stood, trembling as well, waiting for the angry voices, threatening shouts and hoarse footsteps deafening the rocks clumsy descent … nothing. 8220;Where did you go? I slumped down on the dusty seat, glaring at the wind...
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The Writers Blog
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Original poems and meanderings of Joanne E. Nakaya. Sunday, May 31, 2015. It Is time to. It is time to. Wake Hear . Know. The Writers Blog - Joanne Nakaya. Neva F. Darbe. Neva F. Darbe. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). October in Vermont 2007. Pine Needles in the Rain. Wake It Is time to Wake Hear It is time to Listen. Distant drums Call The highest hills Resound Souls. Memorial Day Who can measure The sacrifice Riskin. Be Still and Know that I Am God Be Still . Quie. Gardening in Las Vegas.
