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The Ecstasy of Silence

When I sit with you under an oak tree that is preoccupied with tending its errant leaves -I enjoy our companionable silence that doesn’t shy away from breath between words It is a silence that is content to remain pregnant-... Continue Reading →

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What is Peace?

That I do not retire to a hospital bed nor call out from the innards of a jail cell never having creditors at my door or wallow in the mire of despair .... this- is peace to me That my... Continue Reading →

Hare Today

Did you hear of the hare that survived in the wild without having sharp teeth? It confounded the skeptics even more with its little feet and baffled them 'cos it’s manner was mild So- maybe we could all learn from... Continue Reading →

The Place of Power

It's that space in the ether- full of riches It's a silence filled with charged hope It's the suppressed laugh with a lip that twitches It's where mind and body run to elope It's solitude- that rare gift for a... Continue Reading →

Name-Calling

If I close my eyes and incline my ears I will hear names called out across the earth Some drop names to impress others pick up names to remember and many more give names to things that do not exist... Continue Reading →

On a Night Like This……

What would a still river say of its thirsty trees? Would it ask them to come in a little tighter on its banks? Perhaps the dark fog may be a reminder of hope circling the drain Perhaps the approaching night... Continue Reading →

In the Classroom of Life

A heart falls on a carpet of thorns hurt and dismayed that the cushion of promises has been so callously replaced It lies there- bleeding from its many wounds. But ....slowly it begins to heal- scar tissue toughening its innards... Continue Reading →

Veil of Faith

All that talk of 'becoming a diamond' whilst enduring the crush doesn’t feel so nice  when my bones crunch like crushed ice All those wise sayings of 'patience  being a virtue' and 'faith laced with hope' being the 'blah-blah' to... Continue Reading →

Promised Land

A seedling grows in the corner of my mind in the promised land ©Vivian Zems Haiku Horizons- Grow

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