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BECOMING

There’s nothing maladroit about picking up your broken pieces It may be a war that rages within your bones It may be thoughts that scatter like rotting teeth after a bar fight It may even be frozen breath- too strangled... Continue Reading →

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Day 25 : The Liberty of Words

Never before…until now had I appreciated the power of living words that fall- squirming onto paper or glowing screens then crawl through windows unto the canvases of souls where they sing and dance…....forever I never fully appreciated the liberty of... Continue Reading →

The Roaring Kiss

Lying amongst many kisses ..away from shrugs and near misses ..away from pretence or common sense ..is a meeting of lips to end all kisses A kiss that roars and mutes all known sound yet ignites a spark and fires... 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 Key

There's a clue in here if you look carefully ...so many keys and so many locks yet none a perfect fit Would that we could read these signs before trying to bend others to our will If we cared enough... Continue Reading →

Levitated

 “At four in the morning my body bumped against the ceiling” from North American Image Cycle in The Shape of the Journey   Let me tell you a secret of a peace  that is little known It swells with euphoria                                filling your... Continue Reading →

Yearning Spirit

“There is a human wildness held beneath the skin that finds all barriers brutishly unbearable -Jim Harrison Songs of Unreason   Within this embodiment that is me -a  lot goes on...that you don’t see My soul gazes out of windows just... Continue Reading →

Soul-less

Dead woman      walking by soul-less eyes        cast far beyond A state of being      long forgotten All she does now      is envy others comparing her life      to their own twisted... Continue Reading →

Lost

the rope of reason tugs at the heart of my soul I'm lost in wine ©Vivian Zems Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #1390 Inspired by Rumi, the Mystical Poet The Flute Weeps: the flute weeps to the pacing drum the drunken... Continue Reading →

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