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Night’s Rhythm and Blues

I’ll play for you strings of soul and moonlight. I’ll hum from free heart of gentle hues. Listen and rest softly in blanketed thickets. Such sweet stillness is tear tender sacred. It is the holy of night’s rhythm and blues. … Continue reading

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Aging is creative beauty.

Fractions feel better as a decimal. Conflicts can’t be avoided. Songbirds accent morning. Quiet is a luxury. Excited and worry have a similar vibration. Anger isn’t wrong. Less is so much more. Laughter relaxes and sadness melts. Kindness is strength. … Continue reading

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Chant of quiet.

I’m not sure why… but when the night touches the grass, the swallows sleep and rain is a chant of quiet breath there’s a release of shouldered cries.

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You are beautiful.

You are the wind and the clouds that bypass time. You speak the song of the earth and witness rebirth in the stories of souls… “you are beautiful and special like sun and rain at the same time” May your … Continue reading

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Depression speaks.

He would ask, “What’s up?” I’d reply, “Not much.” He would laugh and joke, understandably uncomfortable with the slate of silence. But I’ve shared before and these words go unheard: It’s not “what’s up” it is “what’s down.” It is … Continue reading

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No More Abuse.

I’ve seen one too many dear sweet friends bullied and discouraged. I’ve read their cries of pain. I feel my own. I believe what really disturbs me is how prevalent shaming, blaming, demeaning and accusatory some people can be. I … Continue reading

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The Gifts of Who I am.

I invite the shelter of softness as trees wrap my exposed edges I hold the depths of earth scarred quarries as greyness settles in I touch hope to find its silence from voices of dissonance I seek layers of soulfulness, … Continue reading

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