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Marin My Marin

Poems from experience true and precious in the pulse of life. . .

Marin My Marin poetry chapbook to complement and complete the Marin journey through prose, pain, passion and play.
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Morning Eclipse with Deer Intentions

I will follow the Moon.  In my morning window, I peek, I seek and to my surprise you are hiding, behind a cloud?  You are Full yet the eclipse has shadowed your brilliance.  Light dancing the sphere, creating magic and wonder for those souls bathing in it's muted radiance. 
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Transfixed on the evolution of light on our beauty has me inspired to rise and rejoice in a thunder, no longer in a slumber my candles flicker and dance and the shamanic drumming puts in a trance. The eclipse has almost run its course, I leap to dance, I prance with lavender ribbons flowing from my coat pocket, I shoot like a Rocket out to scout a loving tree to carry my message that the wildlife Must be Free! ~JenMarin 11/19/2021 Full Moon Eclipse Beaver Moon in Taurus
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The Lovers . . . painted in Marin 2013


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Gaza

Tears fill the phosphorus tainted water giving rise to the stench ridden actions of hypocrisy.

Your blind Zionist rage has put you in your own cage. Shake and rattle, shake and rattle there is no Battle, you are alone.

Take the water. Take the crumbs, take a roads, take, take take.

Ah, your memory is short but history is on repeat and this time you will retreat!

For the Spirit and Soul of the TRUE will always Shine anew.

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Goddess of Tomorrow

A lone goose circles in the morning light honking searching honking searching.

The distant owl hoots in lament for another evening spent circling in torment. How can we continue our song tomorrow, the world has closed their eyes to our sorrow. 

Just as night makes way to day breaking away decay so will our hearts find flocks of a feather to live together in beautiful harmonic weather. 

Let the wind howl let the water ways swell earth is writhing under man's demonic spell, cast away cast away cast away this impending hell for I seek the light and bring it bright for everyone in sight to my hearts delight.

For there is a tomorrow to be met and the play has been set.

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Marin My Marin is published in Ping Pong Literary Journal . . .

Henry Miller Memorial Library - Ping Pong 2015
Marin My Marin

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