Restless

O earth—friend—how nice you look today— your soft, pink blankets spread across the sky, inviting with the gentle touch of dawn. Your brown and rusted leaves you flag-like fly, a kindred spirit calling me to stay.   Do you know how much I want to stay?   My whole heart withers as I step away— […]

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Light on the Water

Across the water, shines the light: a bobbing, gilded trail; a sunset strand of gold and glow that floating calm across the chop of purpled-black and ember waves still leads us on to where the graves of day’s last sunlight drop once fought its losing battle—slow: a spark of fire gone pale as silhouetted silence […]

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Surrender

Blow, gentle wind, blow— across the burdened trees, and bend the branches low.    The fury of the sun scorched what he had won before his reign was done. And all the leaves are charred and doomed, but clinging hard to the life that left them scarred.   Fall, weary leaves, fall, so the wind […]

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Under the Umbrella

You know how long I’ve dreamt of rain— You’ve seen me at the window sill, my forehead pressed against the pane, waiting for the raindrops to appear. I saw the full clouds moving in, and wondered how the rain would feel— like happy sky-drips on my skin? or maybe heaven running through my hair? It […]

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Light of the World

I feel it coming in the wind— the blackness heavy as a thousand stones. It smothers me like death again, the darkness seeping down beneath my skin and weighing down on all my bones to take me out as if it were the end. How do I walk when I am blind? It hurts to […]

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joy

  Above the clouds— swaying grass, tickled feet; the summit view— sprawling earth-blend art; an eagle passing; the rich, unending sky; the thrill of going heart on heart— forever.                           –

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Changed

It’s hard to watch  the hands of time,  dismantling the past. unscrewing memories,  packing up the artifacts in boxes to bury someplace.    The house I loved, taken board by board, is not the place it was before— but lonely, struggling to stand,  in a forgotten field.    My elders—where are they? Time has damaged […]

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And It Was So

Come in parts before the world would arm and hear the music swelling in the breeze the first in form and substance of the plans of heav’nly wisdom. And like the breath that swept, omnipotent in touch, across the field unknown and still unknowingly at dawn the earth in satured palates rose anon. – And […]

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