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Standing by the edge
to find the flattest stone,
one to cast, to skim
across cimmerian waters,
insurmountable,
behind a mountain,
acclivity ..
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It was on the boarder,
through the void
of something more,
a comfort of recognition,
and of conditions unresolved,
a sense of pleading,
waiti..
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Most times the words
elude me, I try and pick
them suitably, it's a struggle
of expression of soul obsession
scribbling hand over paper
creativ..
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and the slightest
brush upon the cheek
like a summer breeze,
soft and warm,
a small blessing
on a bench between
low income housing,
a last go..
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I've scratched the surface
of the moon releasing its
surface into space
like spores, to keep
balance in a shifting world,
scars I hold like ..
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Open House
And through the doorway,
mahogany, wall to wall,
we puncture the veil
to evenings of candlelit flame,
paintings hang, spines
up..
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Happy Mother's Day
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I mash my bananas in,
right into the dry mix,
how do you make your
banana pancakes?
I can remember the
smell of moth balls
hiding in the close..
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The Septa
passes by
above grey gravel,
drowning the clamour
of a Dog and Bull,
across,
the east corner vaporizes
taste buds with a dash
of ..
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And she shook
her sleeves under
conifers and evergreens
beyond the sacred
she breathed...
she
crumbled old brick
and ancient mortar,
prayer..
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