Blessings
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Sonnet II – hope’s lament
I fear that I shall never live to see / a world that’s lived the way her God designed
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catching up
This is how It Is.
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slow dance
she tends with love. dirt-covered hands - still painful – cleansing the insides, to her soul’s very depths, as only fertile soil can.
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solutionizing
white wine and a friend / solve world problems together
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Wayfarer
Wayfaring sounds romantic, but wander too long, you may get lost.
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Tattoo
a change on the inside / made outside / more tellable
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Epicenter-2007
It didn’t start there, and it would not end there, but I now recognize the events of that day as my life’s epicenter.
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the key
sometimes what lies behind portals with padlocks will scare you so much that you think you will die…
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I kept (it) to myself
I kept (it) to myself / oh, so long – for far too long…
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June 30
and now July can come to me / my soul no more disjoint, it’s free
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emergence
How long can that caterpillar stay in chrysalis before it dies and can never emerge?
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