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Monthly Archives: September 2014
Broad shouldered lions
Broad shouldered lions stand over the ocean’s quietude, roaring thunder in the surf, thudding sand laden questions with salt soaked and matted paws. Surly supplicants beseech the sea, whose tides answer only to the sun and moon. A lions home … Continue reading
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Waiting for Dr. Robbins
Absorbed with his iPAD, I’m fixated on his movements; scratching his nose, the glide of his finger over the touch screen. My son’s shirt is exactly the same color and intensity of the indigo fish that are twitching in the micro-currents … Continue reading
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Journey Across the Bosphorus
There is a place where redolent memories sway On the winds arriving from yesterday From Remeli across to the Anadolu Feneri Through the Bosphorus from Marmara to the Black sea Voluminous vessels cross this straight With treasured scents for a … Continue reading
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Unseen Heart
“You are sacred to Me,” speaks a steep disembodied voice, lifted by the lowly, rescued by the reed, quenched by the eagle. She has been delivered to the underworld from sliding scree, into silence from the long sigh of a … Continue reading
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Tend to the Lantern in Your Heart
I recently read an article which states that there is no “one” person who will fulfill us and that many couples initiate a union with a foundation based on each being “on their best behavior,” implying that over time blemishes tarnish bliss. … Continue reading
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Density of Absence
The density of absence is far more than that which is absent… as such, it has it’s own gravitational pull and so we fall toward the center as if IT desires US. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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Poison on the Arrows Point
The only truth is the one that I choose, and choose, and choose. What then of these arrows dipped in the elixir of delusion, sent forth by the bow of truth? Love may go awry, but the archer always makes his mark. We’ll sooner die from bleeding than from the poison … Continue reading
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A Sparrow Eats the Universe
If I knew who I’d be by the last written line of this poem. If I knew who’d sway, besotted, beside me to lean in and catch the last word of our maundering sobhet; If this, I’d never have left my … Continue reading
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Word is Metaphor
A word is a metered metaphor for a divine idea whose quality can only only be approximated through language. The true truth to which it points, is unutterable, unfathomable; inaudible echoes caressing the ears of the heart. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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