Life
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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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Somehow Sustained
“Admitting weakness makes us strong” A paradox for certain How can a “right” seem oh so wrong Revealed by open curtain? They said that healing went like thisI dreamt myself… exception?No messy parts – the gore you’d missThen bandage off… perfection. The time to show – inopportuneI’ve other ventures waitingBut in this state – feel…
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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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Ardently Reject the Counterfeit – Sonnet XXXVIII
Confounded why such phases bring sere blight; I ardently reject the counterfeit.
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The Art of Soft Cursing – #SoCS
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “golly gee.” Use “golly gee” or another interjection that displays the same sentiment in your post. Enjoy! I remember the first (and probably only) time I was ever slapped in the face by my grandmother (I’m a quick learner). We were at her house, and the exact moment…
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Nuthin’
A New Embarrassment of Riches…?
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A Thanksgiving Ditty for the Poetically and Thankfully Challenged
But listing all would cool the food…
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Beginnings
Soon it will be light
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The wheels came off
The wheels came off,And foolishly… I kept driving… When I had a mechanicIn the passenger seat TheWholeDamnTime Wanting So badly To smooth the ride.
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The Curtain Crashed – Sonnet XXXVII
The curtain crashed before the show was o’er, / So no one got to see the very end.
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Into the Gray – #SoCS
These days, anyone who says the Bible is “crystal clear” on anything beyond “God is love” is immediately suspect in my mind.
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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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cam – #SoCS
Oh, how the cam has changed our lives… For the better. For the worse.
