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Poem – The Physical Manifestation of the Mind, Part 1
The air I taste and breath surfaces sharp and distinct memories from a time I had forgotten. Across the empty fields losing to the shadows the land becomes the physical manifestation of my mind. I walk around and examine each thread, each connection some are familiar and soft some are foreign and sharp.
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Beasts and Shadows
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Our Shadows Long for Spring
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Poem – Boundaries
In these chaotic times dancing on the edge of belief and moral code, what I see and you see are opposite, conflicting, cast across hardened boundaries fought with might until death. But, light and shadow are caused by the same processes derive from the same energy, are one in the same. Let’s pickup the fragments…
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Poem – What is This Made Of?
I look at these hands and the sifting dirt and for a moment I no longer feel or see them but through them. My arms and legs disappear and the old pine come into view. The autumn sun shadows shrink and vanish. What I see and am becomes what I sow and require.
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Poem – Winter Songs – Part 1
Across the fjord atop the snow covered mountain a still figure draped in shadows sat for days beneath the cold moon and the even colder sun.
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Dogs of Spring #3
Spent the weekend chipping fallen trees and pulling stumps. Had enough time leftover to spend with the evening sun, the pine trees, and these two.
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Poem – Voice
Through the open window a voice whispering garbled words drifted in with the autumn breeze filled with the sea. Through the morning light reflecting off floating dust I walked to the window overlooking the center of town. Empty fountain, streets, and cafe tables sat in the mountain shadows. In the distance a church steeple rises…
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Dogs of Spring #2
The day after clearing part of the forest, me and the big dog enjoyed a leisurely walk beneath the clear and sunny sky. The early evening when the sun is below the tree-line provides lively shadows and hidden light scattered throughout the space between each tall being.