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Friday, April 14, 2006

Shoes

They were new before I got them these shoes of mine. Leather was tough and fought with my feet. I paid the price, until we made friends. We walked along roads and through all weather. They spent night by my bed, and waited for morning to carry me across the earth. Leather cracked under years of sun,... Sign in to see full entry.

So this is Love

The years before adrift… to not return again. Burgs of ice, In a sea of alone my heart lost for sure to wander and wonder. By my self each day a stitch from what could be. In mornings and at night alone. What mattered most stayed away. no warmth in that cold only dark for days, and my nights,... Sign in to see full entry.

Twenty Toes

Trembling shallows at water’s edge willow tips soft whispers. Eggs of pleasure lingers our fingers last forever Please, never go. No known ease If we fall to none. The bones are just there They need us here Now. Here, the now we know breathing our breath soft doubt pauses there No worry, the toes... Sign in to see full entry.

The Beach

The Beach She rolled and her body turned as a bovine mount on a spit. Grains of sand powdered in patches across that wall of a back. The sun cooked and the sand fleas jumped in her ears. She slept oblivious as most. Casual wind lifted only the driest of hair. Young girls buried a friend left her... Sign in to see full entry.

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