Tag Archives: Healing

Mirage

10/31/2015 I feel a cold Autumn wind at my back, and rain, Walking away, or trying, from the past. Had She decreed that you were honest then, or could have loved me well – well, it would not change the … Continue reading

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As I Remember

01-03-15 Men speak of phantom sensations where once were limbs That severed are no more, but may prick or throb no less than When they were; as dreams awaken distant pasts and place us  In a time long gone And … Continue reading

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Daisy Fingertips

01/14/14 (-02/27/14) As waking from a dream, touched upon my skin airy petals drawing lovely lines along subtle veins; caressing my heart with light whispers hinting without hinting what joy may come unhindered letting go. Hope finds expression here – … Continue reading

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Elapse

01-06-2014 I step outside on this morning into air as thin as nothing, some forty-five degrees below zero, when it moves. It moves. Ice forms casually, like an assuming guest, upon my beard and mustache idly tilted ground-ward on this … Continue reading

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Autumnal Sense

09-19-13 Would Summer’s warm embrace Not dwindle, giving way to darker Cooler eves; and Autumn, In her graceful, melancholy manner Step sheepish forward in her brilliant Untamed gown, ablaze with so many shades Of unnatural Earth; How might we welcome … Continue reading

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Aching

12-12-13 Something beautiful, stir my soul. Lift my downcast eyes and heavy Heart. Come, come upon me some Subtle joy that rends some sweet From a savory tear escaping. Some drop of bliss come soothing, One, if one can come, … Continue reading

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Hard Thing

09/07/13 Had I known you before What a romance could be This sunset, moonrise And dance on the shore. You are lovely, my dear, Playing soft notes on This delicate wound of a man That longs for an ear To … Continue reading

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