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love remains [ode to a man whose heart is too big for tight spaces]

ByKymberlee

perhaps his heart is too bright for your boxy, measured world perhaps his wonder isn’t brandable in your tight space, rat race bullies come and bullies go (they tend to find each other) love remains truth remains (free the boxes)

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wild things grow over fences

ByKymberlee

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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play up ahead

ByKymberlee

This is a sign found in my new neighborhood. It bodes well for things to come. I was telling a friend recently that my playful inner child has been getting squelched by constantly witnessing so many wounded children of late. Times they are a changing. I am reclaiming my desire and ability to play for…

bricolage project day 13 [jungle]
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bricolage project day 13 [jungle]

ByKymberlee

The book sitting closest to me this morning was The Poetry of Pablo Neruda so today’s word comes from that.  The word is jungle.  Such a vivid image gets conjured in my imagination with that word.  Shadows, panthers, scary things that might kill me.  Places unknown. I don’t feel like writing today.  Just playing with…

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Stillness in Movement

ByKymberlee

The stillness in stillness is not the real stillness Only when there is stillness in movement can the spiritual rhythm appear which pervades heaven and earth. -TS’AL-KEN T’AN This is the place in which I have been living for quite some time. I haven’t been sitting much and haven’t been at the computer to update…