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Killing Me Softly…
She strummed a rendition of “ Killing Me Softly “…As each string spoke to my scars…She seemed to know how each string…Shared a memory of her…Silence echoed between notes…A lifetime of love shared…Ending in only a few dozen full moons…We laughed and loved threw them all…A mere thirty sunrises between them…Enjoy each sunrise…Love every moment…As…
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It Has Begun…
It has begun…She can delay it by minutes…Her pulse has already begun to rise…Her mine has begun the metamorphosis…The bones and joints in her feet and legs are transforming…The fingers and hands will be next…Her back will change as hair begins to grow everywhere…Lastly her face will take the shape she hates the most…She can…
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I barely noticed the sting…
At first I could not speak…I choked on my own thoughts…It took a few moments… I barely notice the henna designs…Upon her Hands…My eyes beheld an inlay of gold… My focus was her eyes…Their pattern drew me in…They ferried me away from now… History was no longer then it was now…Sounds appeared from within her…Enchanting…
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Just some hole in the wall…
It was just some old Paris Jazz on the U…One of those quiet back alley hole in the wall…The place you went to not be seen or heard…As the wine flowed at a rather slow cool pace… At first I thought about that old guy…The one who placed dancing in the rain on the bucket…
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Those Eyes…
Long ago I looked into those eyes… She has such a beautiful smile when she smiles… Her hair was a different color then… But those eyes were a shade of blue green… I remember stumbling for words over her eyes… I saw our first child and the two that followed… As I look into those…
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We always seem to encounter evolutionary developments…
Long after it emerges often in the imaginary world of words… It was the year without a Summer in 1816 snow fell in June… Creatures of the ID emerged into the hearts and thoughts… Of some of our literary greats as the shared wine and tea… Within the eyes of this woman we find two…
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Clouds
We always seem to encounter evolutionary developments… Long after it emerges often in the imaginary world of words… It was the year without a Summer in 1816 snow fell in June… Creatures of the ID emerged into the hearts and thoughts… Of some of our literary greats as the shared wine and tea… Within the…
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Autumns Beauty
It was one of those moments in the early morning hours… As I walked about with my cup in hand… A single spot of light in the distant skyline… A blink of my eye or perhaps a single flash light… A glimpse of her glowing face upon a leaf… One I have seen before first…
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Prayers
Rising from her knees… As she opened her eyes… To the voice she heard… Having lost track of the time… She knew the warmth of the Sun… Was no longer present… Lost in her prayers… A single ray of light… Illuminated the fog… Was the voice with fog… Or within her heart… As she prayed…
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I became the poetry I believed in…
It was long ago when I lived in a different world… At least as it seemed to me, a world of books… One in which I read books everyday, every night… Not ten or twenty in numbers but hundreds… I lived alone, one in which there was no noise… Save one car with a boombox,…
A Poet's Haven 