saturday

as they come today
one on top of another...


emerge
standing on the edge
I fall into your dark pools
and come out renewed

stretch
quietly waking
the day blinks in the sunlight
night closes her eyes

early
blue washes the air
white sunlight fills the morning
the day is rising

chaos revised

search
stirred by the wind
my passion swept into words
landing at your door

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[my words are oftentimes just that
or vehicles in which attempt to define/describe
despite what might be inferred]

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it is difficult to map the process of change/growth
the words and thoughts can be slippery
hard to focus on, hard to hold
sometimes it works
other times, well you get the picture
I have a feeling this weekend will have
more than a few attempts
there is too much stirring about
chaos needing a voice

a small look

there was a changing wind today....

swept up
I twist, rise and fly
on the back of a cold wind
fierce wild smile

more visits to the dark

blink
watching the night grow
rising from the horizon
deep indigo eyes

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barriers dissolve in the night
like lovers talking in the dark
one ends where the other begins
words float free
and find their way quicker
thoughts are pulled
from deep wells
to be shared
as cool wine sipped
with a sprinkling of stars
that dance over the tongue
straight to the heart

Tuesday evening

fathomless
layers on layers
people adding depth to life
I am magnified

out my door

cover
cold air on my skin
as night wraps around me
a blanket of stars