tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106922072024-03-23T11:08:14.279-07:00sleeping in sanctuary"There’s no such thing as autobiography, there’s only art and lies"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.comBlogger637125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-19453058300051588752018-11-06T08:25:00.001-08:002018-11-06T08:26:17.151-08:00Dream journal: Election dayI had a dream in which I was running a restaurant. I was very concerned as to we were serving the right dishes and were they good enough.<br />
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I think it's humourous in light of the stress so many are putting themselves through. I sense I'm more concerned with what's for dinner.<br />
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People have a misguided idea of how much control they have. Inflated expectations. Illusions. No sense of deliberate non-attachment.<br />
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My thoughts for election day.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-26037891573393333662018-10-19T15:42:00.000-07:002018-10-19T15:42:02.649-07:00Money does not create tasteI am currently inspired or provoked by a situation where I am around people conversing about subject matters I find distasteful. It is not just the subject matter but the way certain individuals express their glee about something in a way that is crude and very telling as a lens into their character.<br />
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Specifically, the person that I am becoming to dislike, perhaps hate, is one who is based solely on material success. He thinks because he can afford things, it gives him license to do whatever he wants. With this kind of person, I am reminded of why I collect knives and why I know human anatomy.<br />
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Money does not create taste.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-61939130268260492212018-10-12T12:42:00.003-07:002018-10-12T12:55:12.542-07:00StrollOn an early morning stroll,<br />
Walking under trees in dappled sunlight.<br />
In ten years, this path would again render the same imagery.<br />
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The crunchy feel of sycamore leaves underfoot;<br />
The buckled sidewalks because of meandering roots;<br />
The scent of flowers reaches my nostrils (always searching for sage or lavender);<br />
The breeze almost giving me goosebumps, (wanting to reach my destination).<br />
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I remember how alive my senses are<br />
Even at this odd combination,<br />
The imagery recalls images of you.<br />
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<br />12 October 2018Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-38036970782747853012018-10-04T11:54:00.000-07:002018-10-04T11:54:15.091-07:00Stetson RainBig tall thunderclouds tease me about rain<br />
For now, all they are doing is blocking Gulfstreams<br />
Expensive jets engulfed by a splotchy sky<br />
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Cooler and humid air puts me a different country<br />
Some Northern place this soul would rather be<br />
Something better than this tech sprawl they call a town<br />
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Perhaps by evening I could walk in rain with my Stetson<br />
It would bring back memories for sure, getting soaked<br />
And one wouldn’t be able to tell the tears from rain<br />
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October 4, 2018Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-62301719727402248452018-10-03T11:54:00.002-07:002018-10-03T11:54:51.471-07:00FilthBare trees<br />
I’m waiting for leaves to fall<br />
Fallen leaves<br />
Satisfaction of gold and red things crushing underfoot<br />
Threatening clouds<br />
Feeling that rain will come to wash filth from humanityAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-81721131741737609012018-02-28T13:04:00.002-08:002018-02-28T13:04:43.367-08:00DisconnectedIt is not easy being disconnected.
At some point, you have to let go.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-83532738704930826492017-08-19T22:39:00.001-07:002017-08-19T22:39:42.665-07:00NomadI found out today that I have to move yet again. The nomadic life finds me through time and space. I wonder what kind of nomad I was in past lives.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-68000639668704103572017-02-15T07:17:00.002-08:002017-02-15T07:41:35.970-08:00Violin<div>
She practices violin
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Sounds not quite sing songy
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Cats are ambivalent of notes
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Pacing like the bow </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-863371185251325552017-02-15T07:16:00.002-08:002017-02-15T07:16:29.946-08:00Scotland<div>
This is not Braveheart’s Scotland
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It is the misty filed that she and I walk
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Hand in hand on cold winter mornings
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The only heat being between our palms </div>
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February 15, 2017</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-11952617864596521752016-04-19T21:02:00.002-07:002016-04-19T22:29:19.867-07:00Walking Beneath the Trees<div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 14px;">
walking beneath the trees
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the song comes in my head and
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heart twists into an empty shape
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fortuitously filling a void
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the breeze is light on touch
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like your voice beside my ear
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i can hear fleeting whispers and
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mad raucous laughter
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is it real that you’re in the leaves
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is it real that you’re in the clouds
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oh draw me a funny rabbit or cow and
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make them hop the moon tonight
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tonight i sight jupiter and the moon
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has a rainbow around it
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you’re in the bits of my universe now
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forever with me yet beyond touch
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you’re in the bits of my reality yet i can
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only sense in the lightness of a breath</div>
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(april 19, 2016) </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-21254827513193134502016-02-15T15:20:00.000-08:002016-02-15T15:20:17.157-08:00bread and pho<div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 14px;">
you’ll never get to taste my bread
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i’ll never get to use your mixer
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just think of the flour fight that might ensue
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just think of the cackling of two magpies
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i will name a new kind of dough after you
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it will have sweetness of dried fruits
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and an over abundance of butter, more butter
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we never were shy about fat, you and i
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we never believed in limits to our palate
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we made others envious of our cuisine
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you’ll never eat my pho again
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like the time at your parent’s house
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we had it stinking of cooking fish sauce
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but the kids devoured the food, you smiled
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15 february 2015 </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-17382589665097106202016-02-15T15:07:00.003-08:002016-02-15T15:10:03.344-08:00a scottish cemetery<div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 14px;">
in scotland this time of year;</div>
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daffodils carpet the cemetery; </div>
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so delicate, swaying gently.
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old man’s beard laden the old oaks;</div>
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i wandered beneath them on worn paths.
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hard to believe i found such tranquility;
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hard to accept you are to be in such a place.
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incontrovertible that you have left us;</div>
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i hope you have found serenity.</div>
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it is eventual the world will hear; i know,
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our raucous laughter will sound again, together.
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15 february 2015 </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-44860823896997991612016-02-09T00:17:00.001-08:002016-02-11T15:05:15.260-08:00parked here<div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 14px;">
for ingrid</div>
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parked here, i sit wondering of you;</div>
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two weeks have passed and no word</div>
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since you said you’re calling 911.</div>
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parked here, sweet crepes and butter</div>
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were our morning delight in franz's</div>
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since days we could claim youth.</div>
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don’t let this be that kind of poem</div>
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not yet, not in this way;</div>
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so far, those memories</div>
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so far, the path still lies ahead.</div>
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parked here, i hold a glacier’s tears</div>
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millennia have passed, patience, they say</div>
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i won’t count future lives until we meet again.</div>
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don’t let this be those kinds of words;</div>
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people murmur in fear of unknowns</div>
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since days we stared at stars.</div>
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8 february 2016</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-73280776353643361702015-08-23T12:15:00.001-07:002015-08-24T05:49:27.641-07:00mother and i<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mother and i,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">she tried to be a grower but </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">didn’t get grandfather’s green thumb;</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">i did. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">i am the grower and </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">i am the arranger, too; </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">that is from my father. </span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">i arrange flowers that are words;</span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">words that are images;</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">it was his gift. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">my aunt says it’s apparent. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">she says, i’m my father’s son; </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">my gilded tongue, sometimes forky;</span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">the softened charm that is rarely refused. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">not that i share nothing with mother. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mother and i, we can be alike. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">we can be removed;</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">hidden behind the leaves and roses </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">among the thorns, </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">too threatening for curious fingers. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Halant; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">i can, not show the softened heart, </span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-40383014708463442942015-08-12T18:52:00.002-07:002015-08-12T18:52:57.071-07:00lamb<div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 14px;">
(after Christine Boyka Kluge’s Lamb)
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i read a poem about a lamb across the valley,
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lost and distant and there was mention
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of smoke separating the animal from its viewer.
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as i think of it now i imagine myself reflected
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in the yellowed worn page of the book;
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well handled, well read and perhaps well loved.
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i see myself as the lamb turned upside down
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on the edge of the paper as if a world inverse
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of this more complicated reality outside
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of its frail edges. i see myself removed
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from myself and wonder of the smoke mentioned
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and whether it was me who started the fire;
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the fire that would eventually eat up the page
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into hungry embers and when the lamb
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in the image had burned, would i disappear? </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-84388888836565397372015-08-12T06:54:00.000-07:002015-08-12T06:54:11.783-07:00HaikuStrangers walking by<br />
Outside the open window<br />
So far from your view<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-36352385343004567252015-08-08T21:40:00.001-07:002015-08-08T21:40:19.585-07:00HaikuAll in order now<br />
A crimson sky above me<br />
Another dawn smile<br />
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--<br />
<br />
Line of cypresses<br />
Gossamer memories fading<br />
So far away now<br />
<br />
August 4, 2015Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-39642670778222718482015-08-02T10:02:00.001-07:002015-08-02T10:02:39.377-07:00His father's son<br />
With senses like Waterford<br />
And red ruby heart<br />
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--<br />
<br />
No summer kisses<br />
Beneath the Emerald Isle<br />
She waits patiently<br />
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--<br />
<br />
Autumn almost here<br />
So distant a time since last<br />
So distant the space<br />
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--<br />
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August 2, 2015Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-56919694821374068642015-07-01T07:20:00.002-07:002015-07-01T07:20:20.364-07:00KumquatKumquat blossoms<br />
Assault my fragile senses<br />
So lovely now partedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-75849894285516780222015-06-25T05:44:00.000-07:002015-06-25T05:44:01.920-07:00HaikuTendrils of steam<br />
Bitter on the palate, sweet<br />
Two faces, green tea<br />
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Finch on house, fence<br />
Fencing bravely with song<br />
Protecting my heart<br />
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Weeping is willow<br />
Washing the faint sorrow<br />
Being across the seaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-32888541219179189462015-06-24T06:24:00.001-07:002015-06-24T06:25:42.797-07:00Pre DawnGentle, birds chirping<br />
Morning dawns my mind stirs<br />
Into scent, green tea<br />
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Distance, ocean<br />
Scent of skin on her neck<br />
Lingers, all mine<br />
<br />
Contralto singing<br />
Song of recent life echoes<br />
Like tea, all smilesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-81045677633344785312015-03-17T06:02:00.002-07:002015-03-17T06:02:41.344-07:00last night's dallast night's dal<br />
predawn breakfast<br />
ciabatta cooling<br />
<br />
so hard to send<br />
smells in words<br />
across the sea<br />
<br />
17 march 2015Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-70313529090769339782015-03-10T06:54:00.006-07:002015-03-10T06:56:45.224-07:00MeltingI am falling to you<br />
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as unique as anything in
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this universe could ever be.<br />
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Not as one who loves you
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for who and what could
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with senses; know you,
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and not love you?
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Who and what who has
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stolen a view of the gentle
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tremor of your lips; smiling,
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could possibly turn away?<br />
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Except in bashfulness like
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a child caught staring
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at his first encounter of beauty
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from across the recess yard.<br />
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I am unique.
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I am unique because as
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a snowflake happens only once;
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as it crystallizes into complexity,
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for only one; once,
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to be gazed upon by your eyes;
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your deep green eyes.</div>
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I shall have the one journey cast from
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an ice cloud and fall, and fall, and fall</div>
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as I fall into you.</div>
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And after we briefly see each other,
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after anticipation;
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excitement,
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and landing on your delicate nose,
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knowing I shall disappear.</div>
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Giving you only one sensation;
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the only one that I am capable of, then
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melt into less than a droplet of water
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into your snowy skin.</div>
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But I will not disappear from this
world;</div>
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I will be absorbed into your being;
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become part of you. And
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so fleeting as the moment was;
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I am become part of you which</div>
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is where I have waited my entire
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existence for;<br />
it is, where I belong.</div>
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(10 March, 2015)</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-5642565133676283012015-03-03T08:15:00.001-08:002015-03-03T08:31:08.606-08:00the horse and the rider<div align="LEFT" lang="en-US" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; page-break-after: auto; page-break-before: always; page-break-inside: auto; text-decoration: none; widows: 2;">
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<span class="s1">This was written with no edits as part of an archetypes and visual imagery exercise in which I selected some Tarot cards and one Archetype card (by Sandra Myss) then used the images as cues with as little left-brain thinking as possible. This was written in about 15 minutes. It is interesting what still came out. Or maybe it isn't surprising.</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
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<span class="s1">--</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
</span></div>
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<span class="s1">the horse and the rider</span></div>
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<span class="s1">trusting fate will come to them</span></div>
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<span class="s1">as one or one as two</span></div>
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<span class="s1">or two becoming one</span></div>
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<span class="s1">with the innocence and trust of a child</span></div>
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<span class="s1">of a newborn not yet with knowledge</span></div>
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<span class="s1">not yet holding the power of choice</span></div>
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<span class="s1">the power of choosing</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
</span></div>
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<span class="s1">one path leaves wreckage in its trail</span></div>
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<span class="s1">another leaves seeds of life to grow</span></div>
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<span class="s1">is it like the trust of the mother and her child</span></div>
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<span class="s1">does she know that the child</span></div>
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<span class="s1">could be the knight</span></div>
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<span class="s1">could be the soldier</span></div>
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<span class="s1">or the poet</span></div>
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<span class="s1">or warrior monk</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
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<span class="s1">could she know that the child</span></div>
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<span class="s1">could have the power to create</span></div>
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<span class="s1">the power to destroy</span></div>
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<span class="s1">the power to make others laugh</span></div>
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<span class="s1">the power to make multitudes cry in sorrow</span></div>
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<span class="s1">is the sorrow a thing of invention</span></div>
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<span class="s1">is it a thing of creation</span></div>
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<span class="s1">just as she created the child</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
</span></div>
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<span class="s1">or is it a mirror of herself</span></div>
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<span class="s1">is the child to be the knight to fight all her dragons</span></div>
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<span class="s1">and shed the blood of enemies</span></div>
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<span class="s1">or is the child just a mirror of a self</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
</span></div>
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<span class="s1"> she would rather not see</span></div>
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<span class="s1"> but knows in her heart she is a part of</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><br />
</span></div>
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<span class="s1">(February 18, 2015)</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03034223678731890357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10692207.post-76198837567711331262015-02-09T07:49:00.002-08:002015-02-09T07:49:18.757-08:00Murmurs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JmgsgN-G1IFu4Qp0StEtHV76hhk5P7atCBqk4ssAwFH-8nEX5MheJsC0ktWH5kMpnvzLz3c4CAFhIpGe_q86ZdHd8fwbbXMSIUy0PRylqcZPhzHrOnZ0xD0099RikrZlHbHI/s1600/2015-02-09.jpg" height="226" width="400" /></span><span style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">Starkness of sky</span><span style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">Starlings and murmurs</span><span style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">Scotland awaits</span><span style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></span><span style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">9 February 2015</span></div>
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