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Poem – Origins
I watch an airplane across the evening sky, diminishing light as the sun is leaving. Still trees reach toward the heavens, as blackness envelops the landscape. Layers transform across the spectrum scattering particles reaching these human eyes. What is out there beyond the layers, beyond the limitations of distance and speed? Further I sink into…
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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 – Memories
On the cusp between two worlds the fine edge we walk through each day. One world filled with the memories we choose to keep. The other filled with what we have left behind. In the current understanding time is a persistent reference a way to communicate and exist within this space. But memories operate independently…
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Poem – Eyes
“Your eyes are closed”. “I’m not sleeping”. That I cannot see through light reflection and absorption I see and imagine through sound and subtle interpretations. I hear the wind through the forest and imagine birds feet clamped down, swaying with each breath. I hear ducks cannonball into the pond counting each of their children. I…