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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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(and some flirting)
reading her my poetry about a man with a swagger ‘neath red flame chandeliers (and comparing notes) circular narratives about life and gypsies and making sense of men (and ourselves) a text to her lover in a moment of mischief fueled with red wine (and some flirting) “I think she’s trying to get me drunk,”…
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the last whispers of winter
her broken wings find reparation cage door ajar the songbird finds her song in the last whispers of winter
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grace
There are no words to express the depth of my gratitude for this little soul entering my life. I can only say, “Thank you.” and let it ring out into the Universe.
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every step an act of faith
“You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself” ~Buddha each step i am destined to take illuminates itself. as i travel in the dark, unseen hands keep me from taking a wrong turn. every breath every step every moment is an act of faith and sublime s u r r e…
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Spirit and Matter
When I am deeply rooted in my own power and take full responsibility for my life, my spirit can soar free. My spirit is not beholden to gravity and the rules of the physical world but my body is. The nature of reality, according to many belief systems is that the physical world is an…
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