Luminous Dreams

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Saturday, March 8, 2008

My Silver Miyazawa

we were meant to be together my silver miyazawa you flew from asaka, japan to this western sphere wrapped oh so carefully encased such that no harm could befall you over the thousands of miles the unwrapping felt sacred and when the blaze of silver appeared your light filled the room the three parts... Sign in to see full entry.

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Waiting

we wait for a multitude of events to occur like weddings retirement and grandchildren the warm weather a sunny day that knight in shining armor the illness to pass the end of suffering a clean bill of health a soldier's return where is that object we desire? isn't it just over the horizon? was it in... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 7, 2008

Under a Layer of Consciousness

under a layer of consciousness lies the darkest pool of infinite possibilities where we dance the dance of intimate dreams and soar the highest altitudes it's where rainbows rest when they're done dazzling us humans too often immersed in downward glances it's where the mermaids beckon us to follow,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Wind Play

love is like a wind-swept paper you don't want to lose all of a sudden a strong gust steals it out of your hand you fumble become frantic feel futile when you almost retrieve it the wind teases it away almost resigned the wind dies down paper in hand calmness resumes 1/17/95 Sign in to see full entry.

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Train in the Distance

i hear a train in the distance it sounds so soothing like a favorite melody from an old movie in a bygone era i love those tones and urgent whistles wailing, wailing, wailing under metal thundering wheels stay one second longer but you must go on rushing into the wind destinations unknown i relax... Sign in to see full entry.

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Zoo Animals

we stare at them through bars and cages they stare back while pacing who is the "true" imprisoned creature? are we free with mortgages and egos that enslave us for lifetimes? until we shed our shackles of mis-thinking we're no better than the cougar enclosed within a fake narrow space which hardly... Sign in to see full entry.

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Spring Intoxication

Wisteria canopy a lavender cloud light filters through blossoms magic enshrouds From gnarled grey branches dismal in winter spring forth these newborn cocoons of nature Petals venture forth sunlight warms and teases glorious pastels abound dizzying perfumed breezes (for Al Mahan, a dear friend)... Sign in to see full entry.

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Fuzzy Moonlight

Fuzzy moonlight amidst horizontal indigo clouds How your light outlines the darkness One can get lost in that endless ether with no escape A refuge for mortal thoughts The moon's beauty can ease sorrow and for a few moments it's easy to forget you are half a world away not only in body Our lives... Sign in to see full entry.

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Quiet Moment

lying here next to you with my knees drawn tight behind yours i am snug in our warm cocoon i inhale your delicious smell and feel the soft hairs of your back on my face "we" are the best of each a third entity emerges laughing and playful delight in our growing togetherness exploring seeking... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 1, 2008

A Strand of Water Droplets

the bare red branch hangs like a slender girl's arm at the barre in second position waiting waiting for the next instruction only this branch has a strand of water droplets suspended they cling together like peas inside a pod reflecting light like diamond orbs perfectly symmetrical and equal in... Sign in to see full entry.

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