winter sun beckons
it laughs between the shadows
calling out my name

I move through water
yesterday spins in my wake
blue sunlight pierces

every person is
in my life for a reason
learning and breathing

you, with a smile
that crashes into the sky
and eyes filled with stars

holding a soft breath
the day waits for me to wake
and the air vibrates

still, they wait for me
words sliding over my tongue
I try to catch up
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okay, life is so fucking amazing
if we stop and pay attention
we touch so many people
with our words, actions
old news, I know
but really, why
are we here?
see me now
I am here
I see...
you.

pressed against my ear
warm lips quietly whisper
words swirling in air

push me down to sleep
and hold me under water
lungs filled with the night

with voices laughing
small bright flashes of sunlight
sing about their day


shine inside and out
people no different than light
we choose to be seen
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still not sure why I put these up here
hiding in plain sight

slide between my lips
the words they try to escape
shimmering past me

fall and come to me
melt slowly in the shadows
warm salt on my tongue

all right...
something different...
bar haiku from two sources!
...................................................
me...

bar haiku again
these lives so hot against me
beauty in motion

Lynn...

sushi bar pencil
bar art work leans close to me
lean into me now
........................................
yes...we had a good time

I hold on...hold on
tight enough to let it go
resist...surrender

a storm of voices
these lives pressed hot against me
flowing off my skin
.......................................................
what is this need
to be in a crowd of people
voices loud...bodies touching
not knowing a soul
not trying to meet anyone
or start a conversation...
just letting it all roll around you...
quiet...open...still...
why does this feel so satisfying sometimes?

with arms wide open
a brilliance of lives pour in
electric white light

with a slow glance, eyes
lock, and spinning galaxies
burn across my skin
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oh there is so much more
words effervescent
hard to hold
to grasp
share
feel

not letting words through
they wait, suspended and clear
momentum unchecked

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I was going to try and explain this a little
but sometimes explanations work better in actual conversation
there is too much right now to try and force it into three lines
yet...I do like to try, it strips everything down to its essence
the bones and breath of what I see and experience
reading more true than pages of words.
I feel compelled to do this
using few words like keys
one by one unlocking
the world and
myself

words between moonlight
clear as the breath you just took
shine into the void
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I will not try to describe this right now, but...
Do I shine for myself?
Or others?
Null?
Yes.

the ocean of sky
can pull me up and under
drowning in a thought

I have become still
words burn slowly through my veins
ride a shooting star
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the words are few lately
they have become part of me
so much harder to separate
from breath and blood
spilling on the page
...is it necessary?