Monday, June 30, 2008
Mondays don't always come with the blues ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nectar Extraordinary the wave of warmth that washes over me when I look into your eyes when I touch your cheek or catch a fallen tear Your sweet breath upon my face as our lips meet as our hearts waltz into the night ignites delights pasteurizes my sorrows into the glorious nectar of life A...
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Sunday, June 29, 2008
Damn that gravity anyway - doesn't it ever give up?
Gravity In the silver blue; that faint haze between wrong and right which cozies up against the pastel pallor of uncertainty we hear the sound of our voice unspoken Paradise dreams and aspirations reverberate off the walls; empirical evidence gravity does exist and persists even in the silver blue...
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Saturday, June 28, 2008
...here's another one I think I'd like to put in the "book" ...
Weave Silver strands of silky thread carefully woven into the fabric of our being Warp and weft intertwined kissing at the crossroads manipulating themselves into countless variations of human horoscope Looms looming awaiting skillful birth of living legend Told in countless iterations of creative...
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Friday, June 27, 2008
A dear friend of mine died yesterday (Katelyn's uncle). I have to break
the news to her today. She had a very tender and special relationship with this man. It's going to break her heart.... Weep In sorrow’s hollow our heart does break and weeps a retching weep The stillness of your vanishing carves lines upon our soul as if to etch your life An imaginary finger traces...
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Some days I'm creeped out about growing older yet on other days I view it
as an opportunity to live my life to the fullest... and to live each day with purpose. Secrets There upon twisted feet stands secrets arising Nobility hidden behind weakened posture and hunched over shoulders; burdens carried for miles upon miles There behind resplendid eyes undercurrents of violet...
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008
“He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence” ~ W.D. Howells
Volume I hear the swells in the corner of my mind They dare me and deafen I hear the tide softly swaying in and out as though to beckon my meandering mind I hear the moonbeam in all its crispness Its pointed finger seducing me The high pitch of visceral and solemn sentience has me reaching for the...
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008
I think I may have sold my house today so I gotta breathe, breathe, breathe
Sea And there in floral garden we breathe and breathe again Glazed stepping stones our pathway to sanctuary A pond, perhaps, which trickles of life and laughter Enticing our eyes beyond presumed drudgery In peaceful slay we lay in broken mended Amidst the sway of gardenia and the stoics of Bird of...
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Monday, June 23, 2008
When I posted today's poem I had no idea there was some drama going on...
It's a poem written on a personal level - nothing to do with anything going on in here. (Just wanted to clarify that...)
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Oh, how we often waste our time embroiled in silly agruments...
Tie Game And still our hearts do beat as one when fruitless battle is said and done When fury subsides to loving gift amidst the dreams we share, we drift There is no coin that can be tossed to measure time that has been lost It matters not those moments stained It’s understood there’s nothing...
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
Reciprocal The door swings both ways Yet there are times when we’re separated By a common language a common thread a matching thought a force of good intention So we painfully count off the 6 degrees of separation or skip to the end to check for any design flaws missing the whole point of the...
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