Jungle Blue
Robert Hanshew
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Copyright © 2009
By Robert A. Hanshew
First Edition
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Printed in the United States of America
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Dedication: This book is dedicated to my lovely, dear wife, Anya, and my two adorable sons, Nathan and Damian. Thanks for the inspiration: Carol Gale, Mark Newbold, Brendan Keenan. Music/Artists this book was written to: Robin Guthrie, Tangerine Dream, Iggy Pop, Lou Reed, and David Bowie.
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Delicate White, Soft Blue
Dried leaves -- fade, rustle
Falling below, a radiant summer
Unlike souls, still and entombed
Delicately white, softly blue
Color, painted by darkness
Haunting as if the last breath
Light sparking, leaving shadows
Flashing upon dead roses
Whispers, drowned in voice
Haunting excitement that mourns
The moon parts the dark sky
Death, equal to life’s sign
Darkness now paints a soul
Brushing thorns so cold
Kissing beyond the trees
Slowly, a dance, an ecstasy
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Melting Color
Delicate red sinks into blue
A stream of passionate hues
Reaching for that dying sunset
One last kiss before darkness
Sinking below, changing shape
Twisting, an echo in create
Brushing hands melt color
Diving, arching, going under
Wind brushes petals onto blue
Gliding on top, providing muse
Sailing towards nature’s escape
Fluttering like birds in shade
Softly, red reaches the bottom
Resting on a summer coral autumn
Ending the journey on a petal
On a whisper, Persephone’s spell
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Whispered In
The wind caresses, a kiss of skin
Decorating color, a wish
Lust, blindly falling from Heaven
Melting, burning -- the sun
Caressing, holding a firm grasp
Turning, seeing art within hands
Changing, believing a quiet laugh
Silently, lust begins its dance
Nakedness is just another word
When lust wants to perform
Holding together, entwined leaves
Evil pulsating, drowning belief
Passion, twists a turning ache
Decorating the night into day
Enthralling watching Angels
Painting lust, imagined, on paper
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Spiraling
Columns, spiraling, lead to light
Sparkling within whispers so divine
Perfume, a lonely temptation
Imagination leads a heart aching
Decorated in sheets and shadows
Movement dances within echoes
For love, dangles on the cross
Hung by a heart, forever lost
Crucified, covering, this twilight
Burning, flaming, to shine
Love, though, will never die
Love, has existed before time
Holding my hand to caress
Burning, soothing, my flesh
Inspiring all that I ever wished
Creating all one needs to live
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Silver Rain
Rolling next to my feet
Painted in red and green
Lifting the ball, firm yet soft
A memory simply caught
Bouncing the ball, a bright glow
Flickering like falling snow
Feeling warmth, its touch
Calm, I have found love
Putting the ball in my briefcase
Forgetting about it until it was late
Opening the case, the ball again glows
This time ocean blue, then deep rose
Holding it to my heart, I feel pure
My heartache is no longer torn
Spinning, the ball bursts into flames
The room then shines with silver rain
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Crimson Shade
Flutes echo the night
Decorating silence
Tempting desire and time
Into color, flowered divine
Waves rise, flowing essence
Desiring the forgotten sunset
Tempting, love unblessed
A dive, into chanted blackness
Moving, she suddenly appears
Turning away, when too near
She looks into any man’s heart
Into the tear of any falling star
Sunrise, slowly and elegantly rising