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Poem – Home
Home is that place with the open gate and the familiar road lined with tree shadows and silence of a full heart and a clear mind.
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Poem – Eyes
In what appears as two strangers passing in an overcrowded train station waiting to be taken home, I saw you in the mirror and aside from the same face, the eyes were deeper, content, focused on today.
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Poem – Through the Forest
Through the forest with only my thoughts and the morning sun reflecting off ice and snow. Through the forest the sky moves and the cold wind shuffles and conceals. The previous days fall away, my mind begins to empty and the wind carries away the fragments. Free of what is no longer needed the feelings…
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Poem – Matter
Sitting on the warm patio the afternoon sun is calm and soothing. The wind from the north is strong and cool – we shade our eyes. The grass recently lost its cover and the yard is brown and crunches beneath dog’s feet. The sky is blue and filled with black wings – we watch ravens…
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Poem – Picnic
From the collection I am writing about “Joline”. It was a beautiful fall morning with sun scattered by oak and aspen atop the hill overlooking the bustling city. We sat at the picnic table with coffee and each other’s hand. We talked of dreams and plans for life after today, but for now it was…