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faith

sitting on the shore –
watching reflections on the water;
yellow sun,
blue sky –
solitary bird flying into the horizon…
 
how small – am i –
in a world so big,
how insignificant…
 
why do i wake?
routinely do the things i do?
for what purpose?
i throw a stone into the water –
causing ripples –
disturbing the placid serenity –
and for a moment – i am known!
but the water is deep,
my pebble – oh so small –
and once again – the surface still…
 
i cannot believe that there is no tomorrow –
no sunrise chasing night – no need to – believe…
 
for surely – God – in all his greatness –
created more than this small holder of dreams –
and even when i cease to be –
in this place –
i will most surely –
rise again!
 
great is my faith –
oh so strong my belief!
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repose of indifference

 

today i placed you
in my box of death –
closed the lid –
allowed your darkness,
absence – from my light…


bundled up,
with ribbons of regret,
i laid your sorrow by the door –
safe outside the fortress of my heart.


silent –
contained inside my chamber of refrain –
i watched the raindrops attach themselves to windows – closed,
clinging with cold deliberation to the glass…


today i placed your memory
where the shadows grow –
waited without sound –
allowed the silence audience in the arena of despair.


today –
i lingered for a moment more
upon the shore of your demise.
said my farewells –
loosened chains of regret,
and in that instant of your escape,
this captive heart,
realized,
for the first time,
how it felt to be finally set free…

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unhinged

you –
clearly defined by lines of
is,
is not –
 
presumptuous with God-like audacity –
dare try to –
know me –
confine me within the boundaries
of your supposition…
 
how ignorant,
sad –
to hold in your hand the most important gift –
and let it go…
 
friendship –
soft as summer rain –
deep as black –
big as sky!
 
 
simple as touch,
the acquisition would be –
yet you choose a life of solitude.
 
empty room –
key-less lock –
what purpose,
a door –
unhinged,
forever closed?
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losing touch

indignant –
compassion starved from
insatiable insensitivity…
 
how can there be justification
for callous abandon?
 
all too often it seems we
close doors,
build walls,
create barricades –
manipulate emotions to protect our hearts from hurt,
yet find,
in the end,
our – selves – starving for a touch –
gentle caress…
 
friendship –
sweet reprieve for our emaciated souls!
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i remember when

have you seen me lately?.
looking for you –
following you –
have you felt the presence
of my hands –
as a breeze blew past –
 
perhaps felt the caress of my soul
on your face,
in your heart?
 
longingly – you stare,
yet ever so – placid.
 
your soul cries out to me,
as you stuff silence down your throat,
and the flame – dies!
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unafraid…

truly –
nothing conceived within this mind,
i presume –
could ever explain –
the ebb and flow (tide) of life.
 
you,
however,
engulfed in the glow of all-knowing ( – the moon),
refuse to even – suppose…
 
enigmatic as light,
to dark;
your insatiable attraction
to – your you!
 
and i –
hiding behind your mirror –
remain all you can never see…
 
is your anything –
really better,
than the everything of me?
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broken hearts

there are some things –
superficial –
easily seen by –
everyone –
anyone!
 
those things characterize,
silhouette by
shape,
by sound.
 
deeper though –
seen scantly,
like constellations through broken clouds –
there are those more personal things,
like pearls…
 
we search,
and probe.
picking over –
breaking down.
looking desperately for that great prize.
and in the end –
missing out on the most precious jewels.
cast away,
like broken shells –
 
we clutter the beaches of life!
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behind blue eyes

lips pursed tightly –
scream suppressed –
eyes masking the terror that hides within…
 
in this sad world –
silence becomes a much wanted,
much needed place –
(the voices never quiet)
but elusive;
the dissipating wisp of smothered flame,
phrases barely visible on foggy mirrored panes…
 
to find that place –
where dreams reside –
that Xanadu of peace –
to float like clouds upon a tranquil sky –
oh what release…
 
to find recompense –
from the madness –
(oh father where art thou?)
that would be the greatest gift –
more pure than gold –
to be held –
 
not just the one who holds!
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mid-life

age –
simply defined;
a collection of years,
or perhaps –
seasons.
 
society puts up fences –
youth here,
old age there,
either, or…
 
i find my place neither
in, nor out –
and so i sit upon the fence –
dangling my feet,
and my heart,
in both pastures.
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Unencumbered

i need you –
more than – want,
more than – have to have,
as much as – to die for…
 
i need –
you,
longer than,
forever –
before – now!
 
addicted to –
the all-of-you,
i cling to your every word.
place them – captive –
in my heart…
 
and when i find,
you’ve gone away –
i pull them out –
remembering the way you looked right into me –
spoke comfort,
calmed storms,
extinguished fires of discontent,
by simply uttering my name!
 
i carry –
you,
deep within – me.
unencumbered
as light attached to dawn –
 
you are my sunrise.
guiding light.
that leads me safely home!
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