O Circo: Collective Poetry

By Don J. Metivier

Utilizing vivid imagery and humanity’s connection to nature, poet Don Metivier shines a light on darkness and leaves the world a better place through words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu Publishing Services
• Release date: Apr 28, 2016
• ISBN: 9781483443447

Don J. Metivier

Don J. Metivier is a highly decorated retired United States Air Force Master Sergeant. He has successfully completed the top military academy for non-commissioned officers. Additionally, he holds an Associates of Arts degree, along with post-graduate studies in psychology and humanities. He has travelled to many locations throughout the world and has lived among different cultures. Post military, Don J. Metivier served over four years as a Police, Fire and Rescue Dispatcher. He is a native of Rhode Island and presently lives alone in Albion, Rhode Island.

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O Circo

COLLECTIVE POETRY

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DON J. METIVIER

Copyright © 2016 Donald J. Metivier.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted by any means—whether auditory, graphic, mechanical, or electronic—without written permission of both publisher and author, except in the case of brief excerpts used in critical articles and reviews. Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this work is illegal and is punishable by law.

ISBN: 978-1-4834-4345-4 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4834-4344-7 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2015920548

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Lulu Publishing Services rev. date: 4/21/2016

Contents

Spring

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Flycatcher

We Must Flow

Observe

Falling Stars

Cedars near the Church

I Missed My Walk Today

Beach Tokens

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Firefly

From Where I Stand

At the Window

Invited to Sail

Indian summer

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Black Beech Tree

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Two Vultures

The Early Riser Finds the Path

A Winter Night Walk

December

Observation of Winter Storm Juno (January 27, 2015)

Enough of the Harsh Weather

Family, Friends, Love

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New Love

The One for Me

Forever

Aquarius Meets Leo

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Sharing Love

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The One I Dance With

Forever in a Dream

Just a Moment Ago

The Night

A Place in the Thickets

Giant Rock Chasm

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Where Two Walls Meet

Below Our Feet Lies

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The Blackstone River

Be

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String Theory

The Little Voice

The Present

Wanderer

The Cave

The Hole

I Write

03:23

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For J. D. Salinger

Memorial Day, 2015

Holloman Air Force Base Crash, 1985

Military Loss

Resilience

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They Come to Serve

Police Dispatcher

Don’t Answer the Door

Black Ghost Dog

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Who Shall Relieve the King?

One Moment in the Mirror

Eternal Wormhole

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Room of Scarlet

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Spirit Seeks Life

Gray and Blue

Broomball Warriors(U.P., Michigan)

Room 309

The Coin

Murder So Clean

Want to Sleep

Oops!

Arizona Poolside

Pray for Time

Prayer

Seeking the Prophet

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Look Not Far

Amends

Church Assembly

The Short Clock

The Flight of Sparrows

Without Thought

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Finding No Reason to Live(The Tragedy of Suicide)

On Living

Rosemarie’s Spirit

St. Ambrose Cemetery

Be Grateful Where You Are

One Final Curtain Us Each

Not Always As Planned

Anxiety Attack

Emotions

Whatever I Do …

Uncaring One

Argument

Amicably

Daily Drudgery

Daily

Above, Below

Bittersweet

Woman of Sin

Simple Man

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People, Like Colors

Try Standing Still

Saturnine Soul

Choosing Avoidance

Tiny Window

Indistinct

Another Life

Fluffy Blanket

If I Were a Flea, What Would I See?

Greeting Cards

Kissing Wishfully

Things

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Human

It’s Viral!

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Dragon

Point of View

What We Become

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Dream

About the Author

Spring

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Spring fills the earth with yellow, green, and blue.

Everywhere can be seen signs of renew:

Honeybees buzzing as they collect to and fro;

From blooming flower to flower they go.

Rains are coming to fill the ponds and streams,

Soft breezes blowing, time for dreams.

We sit on our porches in rockers and take life slow;

Children play games in the street below.

Gardens bloom, and we drink lemonade.

The price of winter has long since been paid.

Now it’s golden and sunny and bright;

Soon the sounds of crickets will fill the night.

Stars will fall in our open windows as we sleep,

Lighting our memories of the days we keep.

Everything is possible, and all is new in joy,

Rebirth, hope, and new energies to employ.

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Flycatcher

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Fluttering brown on wings of air,

She doesn’t seem to mind me here.

Flycatcher sings her song: "sree-pee!"

Curiously, she moves about me,

A flash of agility indiscernible to the eye,

Perched proudly on trellis with a butterfly.

In her beak she now displays her prize,

Captured insect below her dark eyes

Still fluttering with its own wings—

Food for her young, she soon brings.

Orange and black her prey:

There will be a feast today.

Quite the silly display she makes

Before to the air she takes.

To her nest there squeaks a tiny one—

Baby flycatcher, visible in the sun.

Beak so small and very black,

Nested smartly to fend from attack:

A moment here, the next gone,

Calling sree-pee, protecting her newborn.

Natural life in full motion,

Fluttering brown wings of commotion.

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We Must Flow

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Let us flow like a river,

For that is the key

To get by the stones,

To nourish the tree—

The tree of many branches,

Reaching to possibilities.

O, wonderful moment,

Filled with life’s mysteries—

Nothing blocks path and way.

We are truly fluid and set free.

O, tangled web of reaching arms,

You point to directions simply

As the water finds its way

In life’s puzzled uncertainty.

The living tree lends guide today,

Offering each of us a journey.

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Observe

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Golden branches sheen,

Stamen of sea green,

Pollen for the bees.

Cool, quick breeze,

Shedding petals:

Dandelions, stinging nettles,

Cherry blossom trees.

Life after the freeze;

Cloudy skies high,

Seagulls float by.

Block the sunlight—

Still, all is bright.

Trees darken patches;

A robin egg hatches.

Green and brown earth

Smell of grass and dirt.

Birds sing and flirt.

Time for a T-shirt.

Time to plant the flowers,

April and May showers;

Earthworms rise,

Bird’s surprise.

Mother bird in nest

Feeds as her babies rest.

Motorcycles ride,

Many people outside

Busy with overdue things,

Kept by winter’s offerings.

No longer concealed,

Wormwood now revealed.

Ants build a tall nest;

They never seem to rest.

Their mounds crest.

Bustling here and there,

They rush to repair.

Blessed signs of life everywhere:

Observations as I visit here.

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Falling Stars

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In the evening, stars fall inside my open window,

Tiny dancing maidens with promise,

Sprinkling me with wishes come true.

Like moonlight bits, so very fine;

As they settle upon my cool flesh, they whisper.

Like gentle raindrops in my mind,

Come in the morning’s light to deliver

An earthen-surfaced mirror of glass,

Covering all in folly and fancies to behold,

Calming scents of new and old.

Cotton puffs drift in the skies and converge;

A spray of sun gives my eyes rainbows,

Each color more precious than gold,

Reaching to the ends of the earth’s whole,

Gathering everyone under one umbrella.

Gentle winds brush my