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Snapshot of a morning.

My morning often unfolds in layers. First, coffee by the window. Kids arrive slowly. Breakfast is a cursory obligation. Lunches deftly made and packed. I hear an increase of scurrying. A slip of laughter, a drop of a hairbrush, someone … Continue reading

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I forgot to listen.

I forgot to listen to the sound of silence at the first light of dawn and yet the ocean came to me in my mug, the gentle roar of waves tiny elliptical escapes of bubbles tapping the ceramic and dancing … Continue reading

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This auspicious space of almost awake.

Dearest Morning, I am an incomplete book finding the words to stretch across the horizon. Early sun settles into my sea and I linger longer than usual. Maybe it’s the crisp autumn air. Maybe it’s the squirrel’s chatter, next to … Continue reading

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Petals of Clarity {poetry}

I saw her this morning a mystified beauty singular and soft I held each whisper between a heart’s beat always protect from formidable foes let waves weep lulls of short relief listen as angels speak and wings hum let petals … Continue reading

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I felt it in the curl of air. {poetry}

and morning came with silent stain of sun I heard, before it spoke in the stir of rumpled sheets I felt the curl of air my eyes hesitant to see longing to savor the narrow space where obscure and weightless … Continue reading

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morning meditation {poetry}

the scent of the distant sun rose behind eyes, the moon faded the morning touched the light caressing unfurled petals

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My soul tenderly ajar. {poetry}

I had to find the rim of morning. I held my mug dearly. Pressed against my heart. Between the space of gray and mist, I felt my soul tenderly ajar. A song came from the curve of a mossy land. … Continue reading

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