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Poem – More Questions Than Answers
That crossroad we come to in moments of stress and blocks, the struggle choking rational thoughts, the behavior, the actions – this is not me. How did this happen? How did I get here? Change is subtle and patient. One day we vow to find balance, to live and act a certain way, to be,…
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Poem – Escape Within Cartoons
Snow begins to cover the empty field as the trees hold up the graying sky. I want to bury my head into the snow and mud, I want to find a way into the earth, while I do not understand where this world is going and the heavy thoughts, and when I lift my head…
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Poem – Empty Fields
When this life’s pace and chaos become too much I know where I can turn. I return to my roots, I return to the empty fields. Here is a clean slate waiting for the mind to create. They offer possibilities, an endless space to chase and capture dreams. This is where the mind can exist…
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Poem – Direct Dreams
In the fractured sleep of night’s immersed in dreams based in nothing familiar or known, one word repeated over and over – direct. I watched power-less as background images of tall buildings, lattice, and cross-stitched patterns rotated and approached my view with ever increasing velocity. At the end (or beginning) of a tunnel bathed in…
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Poem – This Planet
Beyond the fields of flowers reaching the horizon, another field exists reaching beyond the stars. This home, this planet floats in the endless expanse of space though fields of time and gravity. We harvest the land and pull sustenance from the earth, while we gaze upon the heavens and the possibility of other life.
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Poem – Beneath the Surface
I keep it within reach just beneath the surface. It is always awake with eyes open watching me and ready to arise at the simplest command always there beneath the surface. Time has not soften the beast. Time has not taken away the power. Over and through the years I have learned to control when…
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Poem – Heartbeat
In the depths of winter, when I stand as one of the white birch when the ravens come to rest atop silent pines and the fields calm I finally know I am alive when I hear my heartbeat.
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Poem – Awaken
I woke in the fields. The fields I have never seen. The fields black beneath the white sun. Limbs emerge from snow. Snow scatters into the wind. Wind twists the clouds around me. From the horizon a train nears. The horizon shakes and fractures. The fractured fragments cover my mind. I was not yet ready…
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Poem – Across the Salted Plains
Across the salted plains We watch the sun fall The moon rise The machines sleep. In dreams spaced by 100 years I see you on the highest peak Of the homeland we once Ruled together. I woke in the snow blanketed forest Facing the morning sky. Tenants of dreams fill each fiber and neuron, I…