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Purple can be the color of mourning
And the color of the irises that I once planted in my mother’s garden.Share this:
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The randomly-chosen word of the day is open and comes from Slut Lullabies by Gina Frangello.  I was working as an intern for Emergency Press at the time the book was published so I have a copy of it which still sits unread on my shelf.  That will be remedied in the coming months of rain ahead. The…
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his lips
it’s not just that his lips are sexy it’s that they speak truth and ask deep questions laughter pours forth from them (also kindness, gentleness and acceptance) yes, i like them against my mouth (and other places) but it’s the substance of him that pull me in to his gravity
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a summer haiku 4 him
girls playing on a zip line the scent of clover his voice merging with sunlight
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once
the scent of amber rose petals sprinkled on your chest and beyond heartsong offered with daily gifts of poetry or love stirred into two cups with one spoon once you sang to me and i quivered once
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the journey
In my travels yesterday, I happened upon this labyrinth and decided to walk it. I was stunned by the simplicity of this meditative act and felt grateful as my awareness deepened with every step. My mind began to unwind and my Spirit began to breathe more deeply. With each step, I felt more free and…
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