Metamorphosis

ByKymberlee April 14, 2005

Integrating
the fragments
of my inner being
embracing wholeness
seeking
truth

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there is peace here
ByKymberlee September 9, 2011
seagull chases heron (and wins!) the purring of a ferry engine and red, gauzy sky a kind father teaching his children to fish two kayakers gliding while girls throw stones a small tugboat gracefully pulls more than her share (a metaphor for mothering) there is peace here
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Imagination (or the Jabberwocky's head is too small for my ideas so off it must go)
ByKymberlee March 20, 2013
“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” ~Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland (me too) At the end of the movie, Alice chops off the Jabberwocky’s head then returns home triumphant and sails off to her own, self-created destiny. She has lots of friends who helped her along the way. She…
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11
ByKymberlee October 11, 2011
on my way to him a harbinger wind whipped ferociously the clouds shedding their tears. we spoke of poison and offerings of medicine losses and redemption poems and tears. tonight, my room is drenched in moonlight and I wrap the fabric of our time together around me like a cloak I want to wear more…
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Ghazal: Calcified Naïveté
ByKymberlee October 30, 2018June 11, 2020
Living inside the braided folds just for today.Tangled roots whisper; I can’t hear what they say. Memories are a splinter in the eye.Promises broken become calcified naïveté. Black Swan, slippery like Mercury—haunting.(A life lived well is not a parley.) Water ceasing to hydrate what is crumbling.Silt becomes an urn for ashes someday. Days are shorter…
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Morse to Fullerton
ByKymberlee October 24, 2024October 25, 2024
Glittery pink and white targets.
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wild things grow over fences
ByKymberlee February 15, 2012
on the road i travel i pass this nearly every day this gangly fennel growing over barbed wire (it makes my heart ache) i have longed to capture it to let it in my heart (to understand the ache) yesterday, it happened i stopped and it let me capture it (for a moment) i realized…
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