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MIDNIGHT VISIT
How dare you! I finally erase what I had left of you in me and you decide to infiltrate my dreams again. My mind was buzzing this morning trying to figure out why I was so deliriously agitated and couldn’t put my finger on it until the scene came back with you written all over…
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SHADOWS SHE WEARS
Loose teeth rattlebeneath sunken cheeks,swallowed whole and plungedinto the acid-gut darknessof shame. A mirage of purple huessprings to the surface,spongy, muted—tendertraces of bone to flesh. Punch-blurred and reelingin the impetus storms of ire,blackened clouds hovering, humming…dangling fragile peacein the hollow depths. Lid-stirring fireballsexplode beneath a torriddownpour of sulfuric ash,awakening the fearin the breath of a…
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PAPER FEATHERS
Petals pluckedfrom the white flesh,pasted to the frosted sockets,carved into the colorless bone, evanesce. The pallid, bald-faced maskabstractly cornersthe hollow gazeatop paper feathers of stone. Nightfall gathers,the profane pagesof blood debt bleed ink, etching a shadowed silhouettethat mutes the sorrowed voicesechoing behind the white-washed wallsand haunted embodied stares.
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SUFFOCATION
The fatuous slant of light greets me from the corners of the walls of this prison. Is it solitary confinement if it is voluntary? Maybe not voluntary but laced with moments of pitiful self-preservation by way of avoidance. I need to unload the elephant foot off my chest before I succumb to suffocation. Suffocation- did…
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EMOTIONAL CHAOS
Emotional chaos running rampant like an excited puppy uncovering new territory. My mind is bounding from one side to another. This state of mind is making me fidgety and disconsolate. Writing this in my journal looks as if I’m absentmindedly doodling but in reality, my hand is shaking noticeably and the words are illegible. This…
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WORTH
My vision of my perception may be influenced by my position, but the measure of myself remains within.
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RAINDROP CLARITY
I craveThe intimacy of the rain.Drops of pearlsThat seep into my soul. Cleansing distant perturbation –Sliding, staining, filling.The breeze shudders the seal of afflictionsburied under scarsBeneath the shadow of my breath. The bulbous drops snakeThrough the shanties in my throat.Gurgling, choking, drowning.An agonizing thief in disguise. A panic of lunar clarity,Etching scarlet seams on the…
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THE LAST PADDLE
As I settle onto the shore for my final paddle, the weather mirrors my introspective mood – chilly and breezy. The forecast warned of windy conditions, but I’ll savor this fleeting moment of serenity, my last. Cradling my coffee cup and with music at the ready, I reflect on the melodies that accompanied my walk.…
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HOPE, PEACE, JOY, LOVE
Hope. Peace. Joy. Love. These are the words I want to live. I want to remove the words that bring no purpose. Discard any that bring pain and grief. Concentrate on one at a time but knowing that one will lead to two and so on. However, before I can get there I have to…
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MORTAL SURRENDER
Time- weathered skin,once radiant and bright,now a dull complexion,against the autumn light. Age spot imperfectionsmarred, parchment-thin hands.Tiny tributaries that oncepulsed through the folds, – dried up, lifeless,now a faded glow. Fragile edges crumble,and to the earth return,Fallen and forgotten,awaiting winter’s burn. The parched and brittle landscapenow sprinkled with the dust,of flowers long forgottenwith advance of…
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PEACE IN THE PUZZLE
This journey to peace is like completing a puzzle of an idyllic scene. The photo featured on the box illustrating the end result. The picturesque setting stirring emotions of what it would feel to be right there in the middle of the beautiful landscape. The vision of a better future in clear view but the…
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IRON FIST
“I have peace in my soul knowing that the love in my heart can never be taken. No matter what walls crumble, what wounds may scar, my love cannot be shaken. It’s the essence of my being, the rhythm that makes my heart beat.”
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I THANK YOU
I see the last vision of you as the time seemed to pass before my eyes. The smile that appeared as you would approach, your scent a reminder of the lasting fragrance your presence presented. My mood instantly lifted the second I caught a glimpse of you. A calmness that suffused through every cell of…
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CHASING SUNSETS
The sunset serves as a comforting culmination of emotions, offering peace after a potentially chaotic day. The vibrant colors reflect the complexity of feelings and the beauty found in struggle. Even amidst overcast emotions, the sunset’s brilliance reminds us that we can begin anew with the dawn. The transition from day to night symbolizes a…
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RAINDROP CLARITY
I craveThe intimacy of the rain.Drops of pearlsThat seep into my soul. Cleansing distant perturbation –Sliding, staining, filling.The breeze shudders the seal of afflictions buried under scarsBeneath the shadow of my breath. The bulbous drops snakeThrough the shanties in my throat.Gurgling, choking, drowning.An agonizing thief in disguise. A panic of moonlit clarity,Etching scarlet seams on…
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FACING GOLIATH
My wounds were never closed.They became the doorway to my soul. Bleeding the poetry in my painand the healing in my heartache. I thought I needed to escape thembut the gospel was in facing Goliath. I sought the darkness,crawling into the cobwebbed cavernsand undressing the past in all its messiness. I sat with my demons,allowing…
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THE SATIETY OF LONGING
The plum sits cradled in my palm.The plumpness swellingThe deep purple skinAs if pregnant with seduction. I hesitate to bring the fruitTo my lips lest the tasteHolds no measureTo the ripeness in my mind. Anticipation…Is the satiety of longing.To arrive at fullnessWith only the eyes.
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AN INCOMPLETE END
I capture the last breath of the day…a calm quiet like no other. I didn’t want this day to end as it had yet to begin. The stillness was captivating – surreal. When an ending is complete with no fanfare there is an absence that hangs in the air. An unfairness that it was supposed…
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TO THE GIRL INSIDE
Darling, It’s been way too long. Where do I even start? I’ve been waiting for the right time to send this and realized I should have sent it when I saw you fighting your way through a storm. Please forgive me for taking so long to connect. I may have been silent but you have…
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To be unchosen in a world that announces it loudly creates quiet wounds. Unchosen may not be appropriate as having been chosen for acts of misdeed has created the chasm I have found myself in. Perhaps it is feeling fearful of never being truly loved. I’ve stood guard in order to protect what minuscule scraps…
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DREAMS OF THE HEART
I woke with a start this morning that immediately brought me out of my dream. I couldn’t recall it right away and had a hard time understanding why I was so dreadfully sad but I knew I wanted to remember this one. You appeared but there was more to this one. I sat for a…
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CONCERT CONVERSATIONS
I’m beginning to think I am more adventurous in my sleep than in my waking hours. Last night had me swept up in the energy of a concert. You were there but I didn’t know it from the start. Summer again, the season of play. So much better than dreaming about the frigid cold. I’m…
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MIDSUMMER NIGHT DREAM
Why must my mood hinge on my midnight escapades and whether or not you accompany me on them? The morning light was cleansing as I woke with a cheerful outlook on the day. My attitude prodding me to misbehave and find amusement in everything. My sleep was delayed last night. I arrived home late and…
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GESTURES
Hours before I would close my eyes last night, I could sense you would be making an appearance in my dreams. Likely the reason for the crosswalk urgency to claim sleep early. I held off but my last few tasks were hurried due to my anticipatory eagerness, though slightly timorous that it might be a…
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SIGHTINGS
I know this is procrastination from writing what I’m supposed to be working on but it’s been a bingo ball rolling around for a good couple of weeks. The questions won’t be answered but I still find the topic curious and begging for attention. Where did the presence that lingered in our house for years…
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LOVE WITHOUT APOLOGY
“Never apologize for how much love you have to give. Just feel sorry for those who didn’t want any of it.” I like this quote (unknown source) but it helps me find peace that it is okay to love unabashedly, freely and unapologetically. To keep it stored away and available for when it is needed…
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DREAM CYCLES
These dreams…they are telling me something but I’m clueless as to what I’m supposed to be reading them as or perhaps they are my mind’s form of entertainment. I woke up surly today. Weird sleep again last night and then this dream approaching me right as I was waking or maybe it was the desperate…
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ONLY YOU
I envision the door swinging open when you hear my gentle tap, and I stand before you, clad only in my white coat. Your gaze locks onto mine, unwavering as you approach. With ever the slightest movement, you close the door and as you lock it, you gently press me against the desk, your fingers…
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THE LAST GOODBYE
I ponder my dream from last night. You…laughing, joking, talking among the men in the group. I pass by, oblivious to who was sitting at the table and then I heard your laugh. Rich, smooth and velvety as dark chocolate. I turned, my eyes met yours. You shifted, subtly, an involuntary flicker like that of…
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FAMILIAR STRANGER
I’m not sure if it was hope or intuition that fueled the most unexpected moment of my life. I absolutely don’t think anything could ever exceed my expectations like the happenings of that night. This was a moment years in the making and it was so worth the wait…like that of a predator stalking its…
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DOORS
I lie awake at night and create things so I don’t think about the dark. I’ve been flooded by flashbacks I can’t control and I have no idea why they are so bad right now. Maybe my brain is processing everything in the background but damn…it makes it hard to breathe. Confront the unknown…face the…
The Restless Poet 