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I Chose To Live
It was from a time long ago… So long ago that even time forgot… I found her in the act… As she wiped the blood away… With the back of her hand… Leaving drops across her lips… She asked if I was next.. Or, did I want to live forever… You see it’s all in…
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The Garden…
Buried in a cave of an ancient desert… In a tube made from the leather of a long extinct animal… Was a scroll written in extinct language… As the centuries built in numbers… It lay hidden from the eyes and hearts of man… Until a child picked up the scroll and began to read outloud……
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“ a soliloquy of past sounds “
A journey of lustrums too few to count…I hear upon the gentle touch of strings on a violin…As I set motionless except the wetness upon my cheeks… A journey of lustrums too few to count the memories…A grey mist drifted through moments less joyfull…I am carried in the strum of a guitar through happier moments….…
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I Sense A Smile…
You see I hear this voice, it calls out my name.When I answer, I sense a smile.It’s like seeing parts of a portrait.I can see the outline of her ear.I can see her earrings.She must like the ones that dangle.That’s all she ever wears, they draw attention to her neck.It’s almost as if she is…
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Your Beauty…
I set and listened to the gentle rhythm flow from ivory keys and the strum of strings. As I thought of Summer rains, cloudless skies, and starry nights. And when my eyes found you. My head and my heart began to dream and share their view’s of you. Even argue over fate and kindred spirits,…
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That Night at The Train Station…
It wasn’t those eyes, the ones he looked into…That night at the train station or the lips he kissed…As he trounced off to a war he didn’t want to fight… He was one of the lucky ones who came home…Who found those eyes still waiting for him…Where they both said good bye… He was able…
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I Didn’t Know Her Name…
Every now and then I come across her in my dreams…For a very long time I didn’t know her name…It became complicated as our paths continued to cross…I would be left with a gazillion thoughts to untwine…Some of our encounters came before the great flood…I do believe it was her eyes, her hair was often…
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Whispered Into The Wind…
No sooner than my eyes closed.I found her, homing in on the last words from her lips,as she drifted off to sleep and whispered into the wind.Knowing that the very sound of every beat of her heart,is forever linked to mine.A gentle kiss upon her cheek, as she murmured “ you’re here”“shush my Darling, you…
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Faces In My Dreams…
I once read that we never clearly see faces in our dreams…Once or twice I have seen faces in my dreams…On occasion I have heard voices in my dreams…Every now and again I will hear a woman’s voice…Always the same voice telling me to wake up…And no it is not my Mothers voice…In all honesty,…
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Fleeting Moments…
She stood by the window wrapped in a sheet…Awaiting the dawn’s serenade…She smiled as she felt his lips upon her cheek…Reliving the moments of entangled arms…And their dueling tongues…And the poetry he whispered in her ear…The sound of his voice as he recanted…Moving back and forth across the channel…First in French and then in English…As…
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