Monthly Archives: August 2016

Sandstone, Star-birthed Knowing.

Just when you think, why? images are inverted deep in womb, there’s a melody of wind on the brink of swirled chemistry somewhere in-between Just when you think, nothing can be birthed, sparrows emit from unseen holy and woodpeckers on … Continue reading

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Ordinary sees Extraordinary.

Whiplashed heart crushed to bare glass blue weary, to bone’s core key strokes still fused with virtual inkblot stares surreal, is the feel of feathery parchment She crafts it to safe sailboat size and voyages inner tempest of why and … Continue reading

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Late Night’s and Words.

It’s the indigo of soul, raking fingers over words with the sight of an observer yet squeezing a pulse riddled beneath time. Sometimes I get lost remembering what day is overexposed sentimental parabola. I can re-taste the awkward laced aches, … Continue reading

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Simple Soft Prayers

Simple soft prayers earth to sky for all who carry… their heavy lonely lost dying the scares of unknowing searching there’s an abyss of cries seeking wanting to be heard sometimes not by words but love of their being I … Continue reading

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We’ll Rise.

Remember, even in the darkest mist, we’ll rise at the crest of stars and the vested moon and surrender to halo of cosmos. Even at the worst of our weary and anguished flesh flooding on the blinks of twilight – … Continue reading

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Flannel Feels: Kiss of Autumn

Flannel feels the day unfolds, messy into pillowed dreams crisp air,  dazes dense greens, tinged with kiss of autumn breath slows eyes wane closed dozing soft and silent as rain dances on still waters as flannel feels hold my hands … Continue reading

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Pure love can’t be contained.

Speak softly when light dims and darkness is the deepest sea. Be fluent in the hush of your being. Voice kindly when utterances become whale moans; for this is the expression of seaworthy poetry. Sail wide over tropical and into … Continue reading

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