Best Poem of C.E. Kane

Call Me Tango
Under a shift of sun

and planets wobbly and weak

The backwood fires are lit:

Just call me Tango.

I erupt in light and seek the days

Like pebbles roiled by the ocean's churn.

Nights will bleed the true sap of soul

in magic . . .
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You said I was mystic

under star-light with the dark Earth

on my hands

and the four winds in my hair.

Remembering you, I seek your warm heart beneath the

crescent moon.

I have followed your voice on the winds

so long,

so . . .
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