Photo by Engin Akyurt from Pexels I can understand how you are right.Finding what life is pleasing while there is still timeOn the calendar of good health.Like music and dancing.And breathingOutdoors in the sun-drenched flowers and air.The birds. Let birds!!And friendships. I can understand all that.And the love of children. And writing.And the craziness I […]
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Photo by Engin Akyurt from Pexels Garments of night descendThe door I saw open is shadowed in painThoughts tumbling my brain like coal-black rainExtraordinary: how long is the search for a friendMidst faces of crowdIn dark disallowed. Are you thereAnywhereI miss you. Is this trembling on my lipsThe lunar eclipse Of a friend I once
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Photo by Artem Saranin from Pexels As in life we grow and flyThrough stretches of eternal momentsOne at a time. They’re fractals, you know.The sides of every feathered moment.For moments are as complex as dice cubes and snowflakesEach with six different faces. A face of freshness and invention.A face of mindfulness.A face of sudden sunlight
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Image from Wikimedia Home is that bent combination of shelter, people, warmth, and refugeWhere the conventional and the mavericksCan find respite from the hours(From hard day nights, loneliness,The unacceptable madness of others and loss). Sadly, not everyone has a home.
Image from Wikimedia It isn’t that one child means more than another child or allBut if it’s my child my heart can’t see beyondIt freezesThe motion of Earth freezes. I was meant to love all childrenBut I am constructed only to protect my own with my life I would bear a thousand rapes if that’s
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