Freedom
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rhythm of another kind
overnight rain is ~ thoroughly thrumming ~ without meter ~ or rhyme
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I dream
nightmares gone ~ I dream
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no map required?
finding the trailhead ~ halfway through the hike – is hard.
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Depth of Field
But look at the blur ~ beyond the focused flower.
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first awake
It feels good to be alone ~ first awake while all still sleep
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Social Media Diplomacy
We yell from both sides of the room ~ and only hear what echoes back ~ a world that’s only white or black
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See Nothing
When I See Nothing ~ I don’t like what I see ~ All that is left are feelings.
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Sonnet VII – Still Walking
Today I wear the shoes I chose myself; Turns out that flight is only for a time.
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Feeling the Feels
Feelings are foreign to me; at least feelings over which I don’t have some sort of control.
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the poet’s irony
I try to write of love ~ but words ne’er flow
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Needful Things
we tell our kids – needs come first ~ but want calls oh so loudly
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fire and ice
spark to flame / kindled calefacation / solid ice to slogging slush.
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countdown
lift-off? or mission aborted?
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Correlation?
graphs mean nothing now.
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armored
That suit gets heavy, you know.
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Sleeper, Awake.
I am currently calling us “Awake Ben” and “Sleeping Ben”, which (because I’m so clever, you know) works on a number of levels, both literally and figuratively.
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defying atrophy
look back at writings / thoughts of yore / and wonder where my / mind went.
