Author, writer, poet, nature lover.
Canada
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Our poetry anthology #Entangled is officially out! I'm exceedingly proud of this book, particularly sharing the pages with 9 talented poets. Learn more about this collection at: melindasciencewrit.wixsite.cβ¦
#science #poetry #scicomm
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In the east, you call me wren,
my hair is lantern-lit
your fingers god-like braiding time
into my vignette.
We breathe as wind skimming onyx waters, a sentient kiss without measure.
There are no jealous storms, only miles of savannah lifting its skirt to a blue moon.
#vss365
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we dream of haiku days
abandoned before our breaths could catch
to wonder where the meaning lay
now we feel the pull of verse
where rhythm knows no silent measure
lips & hands in arioso prayer
andante lost to faster pace
crescendo peaks, yet
still
we dream
of things unnamed
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seventeen rains
have come & gone
since I have seen you
two hundred and ten
full moons
& new moons
but let this #season
of melancholy
continue
these years
can't end so soon
there are still memories
that haven't fully
hurt me
let them,
in this eighteenth monsoon
#vss365 #poetry
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to fall
and dip into the tiffany blue waters
of the earthen sky
to feel the warmth
of summer soil
and count the leaves
that ignite
with the changing seasons
from jade green
to pumpkin flame;
to fall back
to earth
and live amongst
the mortals
again
#vss365 #CeruleanProse #Sunthing
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I was quiet
the one you wouldn't notice
but in the right hands
perhaps I could be art
he shaped me from shadows
into a strange creature
for better or worse
he stirred something wild
and sensuous
and I blushed in my private corner
believing quiet
too could be love.
#poetry
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βI donβt-β
βJust watch.β
He raises a hand.
At first, nothing happens. Then, dust motes drifting through a sunbeam pause, turn back, #constellate into miniature Saturnβs rings around his fingertips.
She stares. βHow are you doing that?β
βI donβt know. Yet.β
#vss365 #Sunthing
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the flickered sunset
melts my secret bonesβ
nobody knows my body
like the dusk.
my brambled unbreath
levitates alone:
the flame unbottles me,
aqua licking rust.
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warmth hung low
in the eastern sky
a yellow flower spun
in sacred tree-line
kisses planted artfully
upon her sleeping spine
one breath
to awaken
two breaths
to believe
three breaths
to leave her body
morning is conceived
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sun-scope
shadow talk
cliff walk
a pale yellow wall
a black swan
i
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k
d
r
o
p
s
a cloud cover
and itβs gone
I swallow a galaxy
at my kitchen sink
did she ever love me?
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the stars twirl and flip
like dolphins under the moon
as the ship soars by
#scifaikusaturday
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The 1st time I saw her. Starbucks. Light blue T Shirt. Tight. Einsteinβs face on front. Glasses. Pony tale. Laptop. Not my type. Then the neurons struck. Electric hype. My spine, radioactive. Storm cells. Transmitters fired. My body conspired.
I sat.
She left.
Weird.
Science.