the weaver of myths
My body beside the gunnel, I rest my head on the sea-leathered wood, and watch the rending of the waters and the dimples in the swell beyond, the curving and in-curving of the waves.
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Puberty
Once a boy...now a man.
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a "nonsense" poem
nicotine dreams and sausage souls, carnal carnival psychopathic pornographic virtual fantastic, the geography of austerity, the democracy of authority, the lunacy of sanity...
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Strange Facts
Strange Facts P K Routray A spider creates cobweb and in the end devours its own creation,
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Maputo Revisited
There remain days when I miss your dark fountain of hair the caramel skin and glistening lips. Nights when I long for portugese whispers in the darkness as you press close to me.
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On prematurely awaking from a car-nap
a 2¾ year old
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“Be a child"
“Be a child" P K Routray To my query how to get bliss of life and live in peace, My friend in advanced stage of spiritual path had an advice.
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Divine Mother Durga
Divine Mother Durga P K Routray I evoke your goodwill & patience as I am bringing to you again an aspect of Hindu religion.
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Honey Creek
This place has many meanings, Home, Love, Church, Peace These are some of them, Honey Creek is a home. A home to me. When I arrive, All my worries, Are flushed away from me
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IT
It controls everything, my mind my heart. It entered long ago, has been there ever since. Many times I’ve tried to escape, but it catches me before I leave. It holds my memories,
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