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Poem – The Dark Drifting Upon the Snow
Winter evening in mid-December. The sun set hours ago and cold is descending from the heavens, there are no clouds and the moon is hidden. The only sound is my feet and the running dogs. Down a hill we slide and stop before the tree line. An expanding presence darkness fills the space between trees,…
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Poem – Voice with no Voice
The last drag taken slowly the cigarette fading beneath the black sky free of clouds and moon. The last puff of smoke masks the face of an unknown man desiring anonymity as he watches from a distance. He cannot bring himself to emerge from the shadows as the pain courses through his body and his…
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Poem – When Darkness Becomes All That We Know
Grey infused frozen water consumes the last light before the fields darken. Distant planets follow me from dawn until dusk and a new world emerges where I have become one with beings and energy I do not understand yet make sense at levels I did not know existed. I left my field years before I…
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Poem – Through Silence
Through silence I find the universe’s voice and when balanced it is a reflection of myself. Midnight sky. White dots. So many they blend into a haze across what astronomers measure in parsecs – whatever the official distance or definition I know this – I stand in awe at the heavens, the light, and energy…
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Poem – Random Thoughts #2
Oak holds up the changing sky. What is beyond insanity? At what point do we lose the essence of self, cascading into another state of being, plunged into the darkness that is nothing and everything? And with each turn the city of industry hides, changes, destroys what I previously knew and where I came from.
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I walked in the Valley of Shadows
I walk the valley of shadow and darkness looking for you, not your physical self but the essence left behind by the deeds and missions you have accomplished and completed, the sacrifices you have made and the self shaped through layers of experiences, yet we know the real person beneath.