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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Memories of Before

The world is too full to tell its story, Too great a task for poets or musicians in their greatest glory. And so they tell mere dreams of all its worth, Its beginning and fanciful notions of the times before its birth, The 'might have been' before ever a star shone, And time was merely a gleam in... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Vacation

Family around, The smell of turkey, hot chocolate and cherries. Laughter around the card table, (Ego-blasting loss to my nine-year-old nephew,) Picture of my eleven-year-old niece in an inflatable fat suit, (An excellent device to obtain obedience when she is 16 with a new boyfriend.) Life-poetry is... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 25, 2013

Ruminations On The View

Copyright Nov.25, 2013 Thoughts,like silent cranes floating on seas of ancient ink; Streams of concious keeping the sea full of the undercurrents of the soul. Moonlight glints off of the Tower of the Four Winds,just this side of Reality. (The Lighthouse of the Clouds) The Three Fates live in the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 22, 2013

The Edge

Copyright Nov.22, 2013 I balance on this edge of sleep, Precariously, Afraid of the monster in the well, Afraid of all the things I have cast in, during all my Befores, Twisted,tortured,ancient,screaming things, Horrible thoughts and dreams that I refused to look at too closely. One step over and a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 21, 2013

Root Wood

Copyright Nov.21, 2013 Most of the time, thoughts perform a strange dance, Erratic switchbacks like eagles criss-crossing the sunlit sky. They leave ghost-shadow tracks that I follow into the Wild Lands, veering of into the ancient, twisted Root Trees where I only follow (As if they were... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The Symphony

Copyright Nov.20, 2013 The starving Ghosts have come again, aching whisps of memory raising skeletal arms sketched out in the frail smoke of what might have been; Cousins to the owl with their repetitive question, "Why?" I hear them as I sit before the fireplace within my House....Then the rain... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Hollow Ashes

Copyright Nov.19, 2013 The bones of reality lay bare; bleached in the sun. The primordial Soulscape is nothing but "Look-out Points", and we look out on the Vistas, 360-degree panoramic vison locked on the boundless Wild Lands upon which we have never walked, nor have we taken our Pilgrimage. Are we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 17, 2013

Intoxication

Copyright Nov.17, 2013 I am drunk, Too much poetry in my veins, Too many philosophic thoughts to be brought down into the Mundane Valley. Mountain top experiences are only meant to be short term; There's not enough oxygen in the "rarified air". We need deep breaths of "normal" Carnival life before... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 16, 2013

The House Of Mirrors

Copyright Nov.16, 2013 Mirror Man, Mirror Man on the wall, Who's the reflection after all? Is it you that smiles or is it me? Who cries the tears of reality? Is it my heart that turns in place? Do you see yourself within my face? Mirror Man, Mirror Man on the wall, Who's the reflection after all?... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 15, 2013

A little bit of creepy

Copyright Nov.15, 2013 THE CLOWN I starve. I look up from these rings with burning eyes, Behind this painted disguise. My red smile from ear to ear, Can only be believed if you are not near enough to see what is now me. I laugh desperately, screaming with dark, cynical mirth, that sounds so jolly... Sign in to see full entry.

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