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From promised wings, she seesyour pain;
reachingfor you,unnoticed,
her efforts in vain.
Through clouds of grey, speckled with blue,
yo..
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Quietly she waitsWatching the clock.
Time is an illusion, Her heartbeat is not.
Stopping to listen, Silence tells all.Observing each breath, As they..
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Bouncing off your reflection,
You become smudged,
As the ripples change direction
In the face of what only appeared to be.
Drifting..
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Amongst the blackened trail,
In pondering days gone by;
Sitting on its remains,
I found the reason you cry.
I lit the path with thoughts,
D..
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Proceeds for "Hearts for Haiti" Book of Poetry will be donated to the Red Cross and other Haiti crisis relief agencies. Read below for details on how..
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Fine gravel shifts beneath bare feet,
subtly assaulting tender flesh.
Sporadic gusts of windlift single strands of hair,
soothing naked skin..
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Believe in your dreams
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Play, oh Sarasvati, music divine,
while we dance in the light of the moon;
as spirits ascend from mortal dreams,
singingsweet sounds of her ..
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I opened my eyes
The sun didn’t rise,
The birds had all lost their song;
The flowers were closed,
Only the thorns of the rose
Rem..
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Haiku dedicated to the first day of Spring
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