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Silence
Silence is the great harbinger of possibilitiesThe open space of thoughtsThe elixir of two souls Universal, it is always thereEven as sounds play upon itTaunting I am in that silence around youStay and tease meI need your companyYou and the … Continue reading
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PRODIGAL LOVE (explained, 10.18.2004)
Prodigal Love Amidst the raucous chorus of soul-work,A shard of sweet harmony bristles.As love is carved by reckless masonsBeating down mountains with chisels. I pictured a million souls all singing at the same time. Their own tunes, melodies, sole voices…like … Continue reading
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Dali Sun
Like a once broken promise, she came to me Out of my past, across forever seas Recasting truth into the furrows of dreams Sewing intimate seeds that hushed the screams And unsolved riddles of throttling fear If one day more, … Continue reading
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Life in Three (explained in 9.8.2004)
I recite all my blessings As is known to happen occasionallyA moment of tranquil lucidityI glimpse my life in sets of three. Guilt for fucking everything up…sometimes I’m so far in it, I can’t quite figure it out. But there … Continue reading
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It Just Hurts (7/27/05)
It just hurts. Something cold to drink, something like ether to reflect on. Across the vast sea of hope and possibility,The bounty and debris of shipwrecksDrift in and out of contactHere and gone, here and gone. In the views interceded … Continue reading
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Ignoring the Breeze of a Promise (1/21/06)
Ignoring the breeze of promiseI turn my face into the pillowAnd shield your lightIn it, tonight, I find only darkness The phone rings,And you seem only feet awayOh if you were,Only the thin skin of our lipsWould keep us apart … Continue reading
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Poem fragment 2 (2/15/06)
If I could only look inside your heartIf these clouds would only clearA tear When loving you made no sense An obsidian sky Love comes in from horizon In finding nothing I love you, I love you, I love youWhy … Continue reading
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poem fragment 1
I stood gazing in the darknessAgainst a slope before the riversAnd you came to meIn fragments of mistDew arriving for an evening sit And as you landed gentlyOn my eyes,The light shimmeredCollecting on a hillIn the mistAs an orb gently … Continue reading
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My Brown Eyed Girl
Looking up through matted locksI scan the storm clouds from the dockWhile you sail the surly seaIs there time to think of me?Waiting in the winds and rainEnduring time and wincing pain Enter Poet The paint is worn, the iron … Continue reading
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JUNE 3, 2005 Balcony Musings
And the thing that really makes it ironic, is that it isn’t. And so the bottle opener from the Bahamas easily opened the bottle of Red Stripe from Jamaica. There begins the longest 50 minutes in history. The bright star … Continue reading
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