saturday

late
I feel the full moon
it stirs me up with the night
until I am lost
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I was lost
down my own twisted paths
until you found me
woke me, lured me
and I realized
only I
knew the way out

friday

sunspots
yes, I can feel it
painful, yet sweet—wide open
my eyes to the sun

rooted
to feel such fierce joy
so intense, I am stilled
lost in ecstasy
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yes, it is possible to feel such intensity
but it is not always ready to share
growing, expanding, opening
for me the deeper it stirs
the more still I become
to absorb every detail
brought to focus
yes, I am fine
I am only
evolving
into
me

to be seen

second language
if words do not come
then whisper me with your eyes
yes, that was beauty

very miscellaneous

patience
it stood still, waiting
in soft indigo shadows
my answer, my night

stare
my door is open
take a look, nothing to hide
bright shifting colours

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[time for a random word string
since I cannot seem to capture
them in the right order tonight]

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sunlit smiles
weaving words
from laughing lips
then left in the shadows
for another day

strength in honesty

trees bloom
raining clear blood
honey in the air
it fills my mouth
and pours down my neck
words warm as syrup
silent as dreaming
filling the space
between us

1am

tune
the moon is so bright
it fills the air with music
deep white ringing notes

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I can't resist stepping out into night
nothing is quite the same
a world seen on edge
its layers showing
clear moonlight
and shadows
absorb
me

friday

hush
be quiet as snow
then cover me with laughter
clear crystals of you

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I smile at all around me
and listen to what it has to say
slowly crawling
out of myself
I wander
into a clear
blue day

wednesday

softly
read between the lines
and hear the gentle words
found behind my eyes

resolve
I am done falling
down the same smile lined well
walking on water

word flow

I cannot put into words tonight
too much threatens to drown me
I do not want this rip-tide of feelings

the words are not meant for this page
but rather poured and sipped
from a small slow smile
and wide open eyes

monday

new relevance
quiet, hush, be still
the storm has passed, we remain
calmly side-by-side

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calm found down a hard path
quiet found in a decision made
stillness found in a different view

hush now, and you can hear my heart
its deep and wild tune

sunday night

outlet
to be so wound up
coiled tighter than a spring
I cannot maintain

no end
the wind in the trees
softly telling me a story
whispers to my heart

siren
out in the twilight
I have recaptured myself
with soft sounds and light
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it always helps
a walk in the twilight
you think I would
know that
by now

reluctant traveler
it seems that leaving
is the start of a journey
self preservation

slow
I grow under you
smiles feed my open heart
pulling shut the doors

knife
teetering on edge
I catch a glimpse of promise
and fall onto you

afternoon break

calm
as I take a breath
blue light fills every corner
lost inside my sky

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it is hard to find that calm inside
when chaos stirs around you
with one slow deep breath
eyes close and time stops
and the world melts away
to the beat of my heart

to not move

pool
reflections scatter
on ripples of water glass
earth dancing with sky

still
sunday afternoon
a special kind of quiet
hushed expectancy

still thinking....

soft landing
anxiously, I run
then, tripping over myself
I land in your eyes

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because, ultimately
we decide our own happiness
we create our own reality
our decisions/ourselves
reflect in everyone
and in everything
that is around us
the right path
not always
the easy
one

one more...

deplete
sucked out drop by drop
so slow I am not aware
my warm blood, my life

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right now
I feel life, live it
it spills into the air around me
people seem to be drawn
iron filings to a magnet
until I am covered
my eyes blinded
with blood rust
crimson tears
sweeping
them all
away

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too soon, too new
this excess to share?
maybe, but also
too much to
contain

special delivery

one from very early this morning—
the silence was complete
I stepped out into the night
the air cool, the stars crisp
I looked up, visiting for a bit
I heard a sound...where
there had been none
turned, looked up
a shooting star
just for me

2:20AM
a silence wakes me
with weight heavy on my bed
the air filled with dreams

wed 04.15.09

than meets the eye...
taken by the wind
sailing past the horizon
I have become more

flow
crowding around me
the words fly against my cheeks
to pour down like tears

a trip

cave
cool damp living rock
embracing our soft bodies
bones clear as glass

caverns
inky thick darkness
draws me through the open door
nothing left but thought

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I went to the caves today
a place I love to go
to have the rock surround you
the feel and smell of the earth
damp ancient stone
the quiet heavy weight
solid warm pressure
covering my skin
filling my senses