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Why are there so many things to love

Why are there So many things to love The way the leaves slip off the awning The dappling of sun and lichen on the fence The scent of earth in the air The water of moonlight The gestures of the birds with their song The graciousness of the grass beneath my feet The crimping ofContinue reading “Why are there so many things to love”

it’s back, repairs from a concussion

It’s back And this time I was happy The illusions of the dark Where there is light When I open my eyes And peer into the fishbowl Of the blanketed world Under my covers I made a diving mask around my eyes With my hands And dipped my face Into the illuminated world Of aContinue reading “it’s back, repairs from a concussion”

subconscious comforting consciousness it is all about the focus and the angles of perspective

I can change my point of view my perspective my lighting I can focus on the umbrella or the rain

rocked

I am a child Rocked and cradled in your arms I grew In your arms of abundance, I flourish I am a willful woman Who stills her heart to please you I have seen And I have longed For days of wisdom Beyond my years But seeing them Through a child’s eyes Is not toContinue reading “rocked”

call unto love, the unity of all beings

Since the beginning of time The dawn of man The name evoked is love Love endures all things It is the grace upon which our beliefs are set I have found you in my heart That unconditional love That brings about my sorrows To have God in my heart By any other name Is simplyContinue reading “call unto love, the unity of all beings”

yin and yang

I am More than you think I am the jackal The jester in sheep’s clothing I am a hacker of men’s lives Their thought processes and hopes You are the defender The mystic of the cursed You see fortunes where coins have not fallen You see treasures upon the shores of mind I am theContinue reading “yin and yang”

transistor radio

Listening to songs of old The songs of past Time holding that transistor Radio in hand Before the day of headphones Sharing that monotone vision Making where you stood The best receptacle To the land You felt freedom You felt hope I felt joy In all that you spoke With one little song The worldContinue reading “transistor radio”

face of morning

I saw his face Just listening Above the doorway Into a perfect world Where dimensions know no boundaries Where Petula Clark still sings her gaiety of song I have a place of my own to run to To hide Small as a snail’s shell I dive into the cornucopia of song The tendrils of aContinue reading “face of morning”

me

I am pleased You are so willing to share your madness So, others may see the light That has fallen behind you Wandering about The orbit of darkness There is a light Where you refuse to turn Turn if you must But this empty shell will be broken I feel now that it falls uponContinue reading “me”