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Literature
Gulls
The taste of oceans
on my lips
my salt blurred eyes
do burn
I hear the cry of gulls
above
and my spirit  
joins their flight...
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Literature
The Moment
It was goodbye,
and though the light
was familiar
I did not recognize
the moment
of parting
until
long after you were gone.
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Literature
Sandpiper
Sandpiper,
on thin legs
you run ahead of me.
When I stop, you stop.
I begin.
You begin.
I wonder  
are you afraid of my following?
In that instant,
you take flight!
Afraid?
Not you.
You knew
you had wings.
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Literature
Over Worn Response
The words you spoke
reached the broken in me.
I reached for my over worn response,
but this time I did not voice it.
Silence held me.
Within it I realized
I no longer wanted
to wound you
or myself with my words.
I wanted to heal.
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Literature
Untitled
Love-
don't let it slip away unnoticed,
don't sacrifice it to the distractions
of a too busy life.
Love-
takes time to nurture.
It will not grow
without attention.
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Literature
Memory of Laughter
Memories of our laughter,
so needed today--
surfaced.
Gratitude filled me
for the times
we shared the funny
that we were.
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Literature
Quiet
Be still
more words
at the wrong time
will not heal
this wound.
Silence may be
what is needed most--
time to let quiet
clean the damage done...
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Literature
To Remember
It takes time
to remember,
to go back
to the good,
to examine
the difficult
and discover
what is redeemable.
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Literature
Slow
Dance slow
to the beat
of your heart
knowing
each beat
is a precious
sound.
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Literature
Chasing
To lay these
questions down
that circle in my head
leading me to no where-
but just around again.
Do I need to know the answers,
if there are answers? And what if there is not?
For now,
I have chased
them far enough.
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Literature
Need
Silence
is what
I need.
No words,
no company
just the sound
of my even
breath  
as I write
out my prayers.
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Literature
To My Love
I wanted
to give you the world
but I didn't have
the world to give.
I wanted to be spectacular
in your eyes
so you wouldn't
see my flaws.  
Here I am
so very human
and limited
and poor.
My love is small
but it is
yours.
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Literature
In Order
In life
choices
can lead to
emptiness
but sometimes
in order
to receive
we must
first be
poured out.
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Literature
Connection
With the pain
and fear
comes connection
to the troubles
of us all and
awareness that
suffering does not
single out
but it is something
in which
we all have
a share.
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How to Save the World in Six Easy Steps
1. Do not inform yourself
This is the first step and it is the most important one. Reading the newspaper or following a news blog might present you with a huge amount of problems all around the world. Be it the war in Syria, poverty in a Mumbai slum, the unrightful imprisonment of journalists all around the world, or the fact that people in Venezuela do not have anything to eat. This is too much for you. If you were aware of all these facts, they might overwhelm you and leave you paralysed. Too many options are never a good thing. If you cannot decide where to start helping, you probably won't start at all. This is what the news do to you. Do not read them. Better rely on what people around you say about things. This does not only save time but also spares you from potential heartbreak.
2. Do not believe people who are trying to evoke your sympathy
We all know these stories: the little girl twittering from East Aleppo and telling you that she is afraid the next bomb migh
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Deer Hoof (marks)
Two hemispheres, pools full
of their absence— imagine
its fern-burnished sway of fur,
pale heather sprouting from its head
while softly pressing to the sand
what looks like a palm opening
behind. Think dignity, the reddish
stark charm, early morning-gone,
beauty perceived in its sunken legacy.
Wash an ocean over like a waving hand
and they'll be less than empty.
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There Are No Islands
There are no islands,
only land that gasped a grasp
above the water before too long.
The tense bicep of a mountain.
Black rock like a knuckle,
the golden musculature felled
through the liquid washing,
clear plasma cleaned by heather.
The wettest savanna. It lays
on its back, connected under the undercurrents.  
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descendant
yet again, I descend with you.
if I've sworn once, I've sworn
a thousand times I'd leave,
I'd climb up and out
and away from your dimly-lit depths,
if it was the last thing I'd ever do.
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Literature
fool's confession
the finest of lines
yet the most basic of acts
dreamer of dreams
living by facts
that soars like a cloud
whilst grounded on earth
inside I've lived
but still I'm birth.
honest within
but deceive all the time
a wish to be rational
yet carry the rhyme.
to reach for the light
still cloaked in shade
and be the destroyer
once carefully made:
walker of worlds,
timeless dreams by the shore
my ideal so thrilling;
but me, a bore
to seek for the soul
that embeds us all:
a wish for to fly
while I brace for the fall.
to write and create
at the end of my rope
to run away, fade away
whilst preaching hope.
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Wolf moon
  i.  Echo the howls, 
Through wooded boughs , 
I hear the wolves
They are calling. 
ii. I am the wolf, 
And he is the moon, 
        My howling is caught,
The wind takes too soon 
A love that is too far, 
And burning 
  iii.  Run with the pack, 
No turning back, 
The wolf howls inside 
"Please release me" 
iiii.  I am the wolf, he is the moon 
                  I am the how'll
Echoing through 
Voices like mist, 
Missed January snow
Footprints of wolves 
We are waiting 
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*Life on Hold*
Dark winter forest
Comatose trees, foliage gone
Melancholy walk
Where small creatures hibernate
Detect sound of gentle breath.
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Silence against the windows
he naps near a globe
of white flakes floating down
while outside, snow drifts
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Our Flaws
Flawed, imperfect
We all are
But that's OK
That's what makes us
Who we are:
Human
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*Maelstrom of Grief*
Plethora of tears
Unified with acid rain
Vortex down gutter.
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P!zza
Tomato rivers run wild,
between herb islands dotted mild.
Italy and dough's lovechild,
the food gods’ greatest smile!
My teeth descend,
and in my mouth it blends.
My brain commends;
the money was used in good spend.
For the pizza is glorious,
its texture notorious,
and temptation will be victorious
when we meet again.
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sway
the faintest chords
will resonate
mercy
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off rhythm
remember when yesterday used to stay  
buried, nestled in between the songs that filled my breath?
it would trace trails across my rib rails and tickle my stomach
til it set sail and rushed to the ends of the earth  
eager to find the best place to rest
far from the turmoil of my salty, bitter soil 
back to its mother, to the cradle of its birth
where it could sleep uninterrupted.
i think i locked it in the cage just so
not to bear it on my back, hold it in my arms 
or wear it on my skin.
but it creeps out and i collapse in shivers
fold shapes with my skeleton and forsake dimensions to escape it.
i ransack my self-sense for thumbtacks to pin myself back together with
but it results in reflections of futility and what freedom really is
i'd like to kno
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The taste of oceans
on my lips
my salt blurred eyes
do burn
I hear the cry of gulls
above
and my spirit  
joins their flight...
It was goodbye,
and though the light
was familiar
I did not recognize
the moment
of parting
until
long after you were gone.
Sandpiper,
on thin legs
you run ahead of me.
When I stop, you stop.
I begin.
You begin.
I wonder  
are you afraid of my following?
In that instant,
you take flight!
Afraid?
Not you.
You knew
you had wings.
The words you spoke
reached the broken in me.
I reached for my over worn response,
but this time I did not voice it.
Silence held me.
Within it I realized
I no longer wanted
to wound you
or myself with my words.
I wanted to heal.
Over Worn Response
Poetry.  Sometimes  words come  easy, other times there is a struggle..
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Love-
don't let it slip away unnoticed,
don't sacrifice it to the distractions
of a too busy life.
Love-
takes time to nurture.
It will not grow
without attention.
Fiction takes time...so much time. The harder I pursue it, the more elusive it becomes. After a lot of frustration and over blown expectations, I finally settled down enough to let the story rest inside of me and reveal itself. Yes I am still lost in 18th century France, but I now know what part of France my story moves in. For a while I was in the wrong place headed the wrong direction. I had to go back to the very beginning of the story and discover where the cracks in the foundation of the story began. Slowly I have been working through a chapter at a time. I discovered some old ruts that needed to be removed. The biggest problem with writing is that every world I create has me as the creator. Thus certain themes and images have a tendency to resurface. Sometimes this is a good thing, at others it can get a story good and stuck. I had an old theme, from an old wound that needed to be extricated. Once I got that out of the way, new life began to rush into the story. I would be working on it right now, but Microsoft Word is busy updating or something so I am writing this journal entry instead.

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I'm going to limit myself to three of your pieces per visit.

Like a fine whiskey, they need savored, and too many dull the heady bite, temper the warm glow, lessen the impact of the flat gut punch.

I am truly moved by your work.
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