Coming Out – The Journey
This is the “depository” of all my blog entries and poetry that either led me through, to, or beyond the decision to “come out”, and continues to chronicle thought and feelings about this incredible journey.
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awash in truer song – Sonnett XXXIX
My yonder wild still calls, don’t get me wrong; some days its Sirens all that fill my ears.
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Insides Out
I want to live with Insides Out / Is ever too much Out in doubt?
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I’ve fallen for myself
And in this place / of perfect / prostration, / I discover Love / in abundance / for all.
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A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
The road from here is rocky danger / And when we reach the end – who knows? / A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
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Nuthin’
A New Embarrassment of Riches…?
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Beginnings
Soon it will be light
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I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
I’d scoffed at hints of mirthful pith; I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
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We seek to do what few will understand
We seek to do what few can understand / It doesn’t mean it isn’t worth the doing…
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lost and ‘found verse’
I’ve never been so healthy.
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beyond the churn
The chance to look backward is all bittersweet
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More!
Write More of this love You have Found!
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our certain somethingness
others are here, and I bid them come, but I find a special warmth in our certain somethingness.
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Why seek to steer what moves beyond control?
The merits of mere stasis we extol / As if the middle ground’s a magic tool / Why seek to steer what moves beyond control? / We try to hold it still, then watch it roll…
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Our many loves are but One Love
One washes over One to More; He got more wet… or did She?
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A Wake in the Night
Even in darkness / The traveled path / Is marked.
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More Than Just a Pretty Face – #SoCS (NSFM)
When I saw the prompt for this week’s stream of consciousness, I literally laughed out loud.
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The Palette of My Life Some Colors Short – Sonnet XXXVI
These metaphors diverse I do intend; Results remain remote unto the end.
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The Waking Dream
Forward Into an unknown Yet certain Somethingness
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If…
All that matters is today and the “ifs” I face which will create my tomorrow.
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Indeed, Beyond Survive, It Thrives
Indeed, beyond survive, it thrives; / More blossoms join the other.
