Kindness
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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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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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The Right Kind of Love
That’s it. That’s the poem.
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Enjoying the Seasons
The writing will return.
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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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in a previous light
in the layers of life / it’s darkest in the middle / right where the eye wants to fall.
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Not Near Enough
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “near/far.” Use “near,” use “far,” use them both if you’d like. In fact, if you start your post with one and end with the other, you get bonus points! Enjoy! Near… 26 DAYS : 09 HOURS : 24 MINUTES : 12 SECONDS Time is such a crazy thing. Let’s take 2020 (and most of 2021 so far). Some…
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Too.
…that soothing balm / For which / All our Sore Souls / Cry.
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Hiding in the Pews
The author is uniquely qualified to bring his story to the table. Not only was he a “pew hider”, he was also a “pulpit hider”, and after a suicide attempt, he became an advocate for those struggling in the pews and a coach for the leaders of those churches who misunderstand, stigmatize, and ultimately bring…
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Some Missing Pieces Aren’t Meant to be Filled. – #SoCS
Here’s the truth: we’re all incomplete puzzles and will likely ALWAYS be incomplete, even if we finally get our shit together with healthy spirituality, quality therapy and/or the right medication. In fact, spirituality, therapy and meds just help us deal with the fact that we have missing pieces and (hopefully) stop us from trying to…
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blackened quiet
knowing the nature of cycles is often all that moves us forward.
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Unexpected Roots
One must learn to bask in Here’s Now Glow / Before sprinting to the Next Brighter There.
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I come to warmth from cold which reigned supreme
Now hoarfrost melts to liquid dew agleam
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water withheld
When still waters run deep / The deep can often roil with peril;
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Missed Connections
Therapy today…
defying atrophy 