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Searching For A Core

Oh Dear, there’s a war inside your head and neither side can win and neither side is right but it still rages on Dear, there are ruins in your soul from an ancient civilization completely unknown The journey from mind... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

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