Friday, May 9, 2008
There are no rules when it come to love ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
No Rules There are no rules to the game as we lie arm in arm neither joined nor separate Our lips moving in synchronicity with the beating silence And the mirrors in this room of venerated love flash only reflections of missed and missing lost and found
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Thursday, May 8, 2008
If we didn't make mistakes we'd be a boring bunch of people...
Stumble Mistakes spiraling us into reverse The colonnade of forgiveness rolls past either side of light and dark The statues of our errors brush our sleeves and as we re-wind the tale for a closer look we may be dismayed Made worse by the eyes of those frozen as they watched you stumble Their...
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Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Do you have have days when you just can't shut your brain off???
Thinking This deluge of thoughts that drowns me, soaks me to the bone It is a dampness that I cannot dry with hand towels or tissue As I watch the trees bend in the wind I want to lean with them surrender and swallow the rains of translucence for I am thirsty for a simple moment of peace
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Tuesday, May 6, 2008
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do...
Wind Dancers Oh, to remember we are human living amongst roots and stones Some pathways challenge our boots Their leather strict religion We embrace the usefulness of our boots yet we fear them and bleed contempt for the foot that needs them Are we the walking murdered laying still in silent fields...
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Monday, May 5, 2008
Just a few questions for you...
Do you count all your blessings or do they count you Are you conscious or self-conscious of the prowess passing through Do your paint yourself in rainbow or forgotten, dimming hues Is there spatial on your chalkboard for the breadth of bird’s-eye-view
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Sunday, May 4, 2008
The whole truth and nothing but the truth...
Truth If truth is finely tailored or mollified or tweaked by the slight of hand If it’s molded like clay on a potter’s wheel If it’s a giddy aspersion used to quantify or dodge diminished memory And if the aromatics of human saffron sweetens even the best of intentions Is it still the truth?
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Saturday, May 3, 2008
How well do we really know the one we love (maybe a little mystery is good)
Targets I can change myself but you, I cannot change I can turn back time to when I was a youthful flirt or later with bulbed stomach carrying the joy and pride of my life I can flip a switch back to a time when I was “Daddy’s girl” sporting black patent leather shoes tap, tap, tapping fulfilling...
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Friday, May 2, 2008
Heroes of the city streets ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sidewalks Unfettered by nightfall and day’s sweet kiss Emancipated by living deeds and words chosen carefully to raise a smile or warm a heart Washed and combed we emerge from our houses and walk on the city sidewalks stepping on cracks without detonating a single bomb or causing mama’s unwanted...
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Thursday, May 1, 2008
It's not always a cake walk being human ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Human The body mortal and fading Itself, praying Tricks and miracles consuming you and even myths have their limits But if empty you wouldn’t wait You would jump with the light still within you You would be the sun moving through space Choosing you would shout with incandescent tongue; words...
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Wednesday, April 30, 2008
It doesn't take much to snap out of it and become "present"! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lighter Throwing all baggage overboard leaving a wake surreal and real We step unbound into faces blank and awaiting hearts empty and hungry Into spontaneous green; the colour of freshness and seaweed before it’s cast upon the shore the colour of season’s bending Weightless we wonder how we scarcely...
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