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Along the Edge of Change
This home’s creaking floorboards foretell under footfall, of the cool blankets of Autumn’s coming when crisp leaves leave in waves of colorful retreat from the swaying bone chill of the old tree limbs numbing. The glaucous sky is crisscrossed by … Continue reading
Click
Click From the wings I watch, The ghostly contrails of wayfaring souls, Long smears of life before they come, Then wept in light waves, en echelon After they go. We question, which is human and which is specter – Who … Continue reading
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Puppet Without You
You are the depth of my water of what use is my boat and oar without You. And should I row into shallow waters I will stand and await Your deluge. Without You, this flame cries for warmth the heart … Continue reading
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Just Passing Through
Moon sliced a crescent door as the sun prepared the tea, souls sigh before arriving, to be drunk and whirling as they leave. I’ve lamented quietly, ambled slow, but oh, not aimlessly following the Prophets black stone star alone on … Continue reading
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Forget Your Name
Of what use is it to whisper plaints to a steady candle flame If steadiness is what you seek in counsel, be silent, forget your name. Gaze breathlessly, hold your secrets still the heart is too, a glowing lamp with … Continue reading
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The Mixing of Colors
The heart recognizes what the soul’s known forever. And on we go, linking our past to our future, interweaving the fabric of lives together. There is a storm outside. There is a storm inside… the one without has taken over, … Continue reading
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Writing about God
“Write about God and this love,” She requests but of what do I write? I softly protest. What is the color of Her absence? what is the scent of His breathlessness. She is the weight of the path pressed into … Continue reading
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The Unpainter
Live poetry. Beauty is what is carelessly spilled over the top of a drunkards wine cup. Not in gluttony or want, but rather appreciation. A sated appreciation of those who can appreciate thirst. Beauty is the mess we leave in … Continue reading
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Misshapen
You are there at the end of my misshapen words, syrup drizzled fatigue and pliant, I’m draped over well shaped thoughts, made of frozen tears from angels crying. Only a pen to unbury your secrets I’ve dug many holes across … Continue reading
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When in Silence, Comes
When in silence, comes she whose heartbeat scatters stars for his ghosts to follow flicker out lost loves fall away, this susurrus to humble ears, hear not promises made of fairy dust. One is kept away from you, one comes … Continue reading
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