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photo-5  Oooooooo....
Ocean overtures 
 October comes to an end
  Octopus remains....

Ashen and ghastly
 Abated inky spirit
  Apparition found....

Eight tentacled arms
 Elongated farewell waves
  Eaten by the birds....

© Keely Myles
   October 23, 2014

Just Goodness


Some people shape thought
Parents, teachers, musicians
They write on the soul

Children are sponges
Let them soak in just goodness
Sun, food, water, love

Let them dance and sing
Give them fullest offering
Life that let’s them grow

© Keely Myles
August 10, 2014


Raffi and me! This summer I was truly delighted to meet a man who’s voice often echoed in the background of my childhood. 😀

Triumphant Trobairitz



During kingdoms of Loius VII and Henry the II,

A small matter concerning women was reckoned.

Wife to both was sworn beauty Queen Eleanor,

Through whom sprang praise and joy in full encore.

For twas in courtly love and chivalry,

However mythical it may have been,

That they idolized the way of crusades and knights

and the lovely damsels by their sides.

Perhaps birthplace to such as  Lancelot and Guinevere

Through exalted heroism and poetry held dear,

Where even women found voice and valour

Among nobles despite suppressive manors.

The first sort of lady lyricists 

Who sang about hoped for relationships,

Of love they could not oft pursue;

Thwarted by their time and men’s vain view.

Still with flute and harp at their fingertips,

They arose the beautiful, intelligent trobairitz .

Such as she, the Comtessa de Dia,

Who in Medieval times made female voice freer. 


 © Keely Myles

June 26, 2014

ƒ a i n S o n g


I sing. S i n g  in
Your window,
A lovely melody.
I sit.  S i t  an hour,
Warbling notes
And words ƒor
You only.  O n l y
You admire
My color.  C o l o r
You breathe in,
My tune.  T u n e
We exchange;
A heartfelt echo.
E c h o  as I ƒly
Away, to return
Again soon.
S o o n  to sing
Through your pane,
Your  p a i n,
Yet another
Sweet,  s w e e t
Fain  r e ƒ r a i n.
I hear your
Tone,  t o n e
Even, warm,
W a r m t h  oƒ one,
O n e  not alone,
For in your
Window sing,
S i n g  I.

© Keely Myles
June 11, 2014