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Poem – Outside of Time
Sands cover the landscape spewing steam. The vast ocean surfaced with the grains I have discarded. Passing through dimensions and space and time. Passing through all matter. I wait here on the rocky shores. The shores of an unnamed planet. What we have spans time. I know beyond what the immediate senses are telling me…
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Poem – Ocean
Across sullen waters I watch the madness play out each evening. And in the morning I watch land recede until I am the ocean.
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Poem – Revolution Rooted in Ancient Lands
40 Days become 40 years and the revolution/transformation I began culminates from the mountain peak. Into the valley life flows as the new sun rises over the range. Caribou continue their thousand mile trek across vast swaths of land following their ancestors hoofs. I teeter on this ridge and see beyond the glacier fed waters…
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Poem – One Mind
We inhabit this space for reasons we still chase through light and dark through heaven and hell through ancient texts and drawings. The human spirit longs for place, a concrete connection to surroundings, a palpable definition of home. How can we look out there when we do not how we got here? To measure today…
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Poem – Release
I awoke – from the ocean pushed deep from the waters weight I could not breath, I could not move, and I could not see outward, but in my mind I swam freely through images, and time, experiences, regrets, and loss. I held these close to my heart to my fractured mind until I became…
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Poem – Another Life
In another life, defined by just one different choice, I walk next to you as you lead us along the shoreline – bare feet sinking in wet sand, the early morning filled with a grey mist, seagulls, the whisper of waves – near the pier a rock pile surrounded by seaweed and cold coean foam,…
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Poem – For Now I am the Winter
For now I am the winter beneath the mask revealed beneath the cold water of the sea. Eyes open to the sky above the surface breath held time slows as snow flakes float. The sea cradles my limp body carries me further into depths away from the forming ice. The sea floor echoes. For now…
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Poem – Oblivious
In a dream the sea stopped calm and clear the ocean floor of seashells reflecting the morning sun and we walked along the shoreline hand and hand the last day together.