late summer haiku
poppy seeds scatter to soil
illusions shattered
dead rose petals fall softly
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this is what we do
I bike around the lake nearly every day. It’s reasonably good exercise but I mostly do it for my spirit. I do it for the beauty and connection I feel. I do it for the way the light plays on the water, the ever-changing scents of the earth, water, plants and air. Sometimes the scents…
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try something different
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. You have been stony for too many years. Try something different. Surrender ~Rumi
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a woman's worth
“Wanna’ please; wanna’ keep; wanna’ treat your woman right? Not just dough, but a show, that you know she’s worth your time You will lose, if you choose, to refuse to put her first She will if she can find a man who knows her worth! ‘Cause a real man knows a real woman when…
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I hear songbirds and the last, dying breaths of the cicadas.
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love me with deviant innocence
Lover, paint me with your desire! Write your poetry on my flesh– with your teeth. Lover, splash with me in the puddles of life! Explore the landscape of my earth– with your tongue. Lover, play with me with deviant innocence! Write your opus with whispers of song– to my heart. Lover, come to me now…
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a haiku for the equinox
light bursting through morning clouds an old crow flies past children’s sighs break through stillness
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