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morning haiku

ByKymberlee

fullness of ripe peach sunrise
diamonds on window
my tender heart open wide!

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firestarter

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a fire blazes in the city of my birth– we joke about the causal friction of our union (flint and tinder) your voice like chocolate and brandy liquid starshine soft. smooth. strong. (tinder) were you complicit with the fire? you still are with your lips like butter and soft whiskers (tinder) the hills are still…

a haiku of sorrow
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a haiku of sorrow

ByKymberlee

like a thorn on aging skin

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a haiku of closure

ByKymberlee

the world, awash in moonlight. just one month later, you seem like a distant dream

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like a swarm of bats

ByKymberlee

first they were far away from a country girl riding bareback into the storm then they were buried beneath cubicles and his need for sports and security later they came wailing with the babies and their scattered, pressing needs now, my dreams come like a swarm of bats flying out of my heart to be…

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finding versus saving our souls [or unweaving self-righteousness from the fabric of life]

ByKymberlee

I had a conversation last night with a friend about inner work and spirituality. We talked about how easy it is to get self-righteous and think we all have all the answers on the path of life. I related a story to her about a healing session I once had where the healer suggested I…

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violent devotion

ByKymberlee

The fierce rain pounding against my window fills me with ardour. Every drop is an act of devotion from sky to earth. Sometimes love is violent.