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Preserve Thyself

Leave your heart in its cage of bones for were it not -we’d hear your groans Don’t hang your heart up as art -it would be discerned and taken apart Keep your heart in your chest for were it not... Continue Reading →

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Whatchamacallit?

What nickname do I give a song sparked by the sight of a smile? What synonym do I append to a laugh that whistles like the wind? ‘Tis only a poem I can think of -a poem I pen anytime... Continue Reading →

Spoil Me

The word ‘spoil’ connotes negativity. Uh-uh!- not for me. I’ve never been enticed, nor impressed by material wealth. Where true riches lie are in those intangible moments and quality relationships that warm you up from the inside - you just can’t... Continue Reading →

THAT Moment

There was a day, an hour and a moment when my muse was unlocked and I began to write. I remember the euphoria...indeed, I relive it each time I re-arrange words in my mind...(the exception being when filling in forms....yuck!).... Continue Reading →

The Soul Search

Some soul journeys demand oblivion in wine and song - others demand self-reflection and deep musings But there are those journeys that travel along paths of words accompanied by whispers letting you know that it's never too early or late... Continue Reading →

A (Lovely) Day

Every morning is same..same...but different my eyes fly open..quick to embrace joy but only in a moment that hurries by -before the 'busy-ness' of Day bustles in -sweeping me up in its arms making me forget that the day itself... Continue Reading →

The ‘Now’

Step after step as I walk on the earth Hard, soft, wet or dry It's still the same and I can't fathom that one day I'll return to it I banish the thought and focus on the sun's warmth and... Continue Reading →

Keys Of Truth

Poems are the keys to unlocking depth of feeling -revealing yearnings of the heart and freeing us from the rigid four-walled box of our minds And yet they often arrive wearing the invisible cloak of metaphors seeking the discerning spirit... Continue Reading →

Journey of a Song

The journey of a song is without puzzle or deceit ...seeping between teeth ...falling away from pursed lips It may change in cadence and pitch but a melody remains true in that it never lies and a chorus echoes eternal... Continue Reading →

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