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The Search
I crawl inside
Why have I hidden it from myself -
Where is the voice I claim can speak |
wings
this dawn... I watched you
all day I waited... . |
reversing newton
Who stands sentinel with me
Allies of wars
to be cast adrift -
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Sisters
We talk . and discover . forgiveness
maturity . has become the litmus-test
I understand . that I have always
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One
In those few finite moments
In those moments In those moments - you were me. (for rh) |
westering
it nudges me
it sighs, softly - past the hand |
red maples - fall - with grace |
eight-legged parade cool glass shelters me |
Ethereal Sojourn
Love grew in the ether and the firestorm, unfettered
Seeded by compassion's eye
Ethereal sojourn... eternal quest!
*Theta (th-ay-ta)- spirit, soul |
"A Thousand Words"
a vacuum created by | broken wing - water whorls of cranberry glass |
red dust remembers spring |
Regret |
Byron
Though Byron loved me, |
gate swings - hinges of rusted brass exhale |