Monthly Archives: December 2011

Were You Here, Say I

The swells now slowly softenAs they went wading into dusk“I think the tides are shifting”And we are here,…and that’s enough. “I thought we’d lost each otherIn the throes of hearts let loose,”headlong into destinyUnfurling ribbons from the seas…words curled on … Continue reading

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When you start feeling lighter again, ascend.

Locked within us, behind doors we draw closed upon us, year after year; surrounded by loops and loops of locked and rusting chains, is something even more fundamental than faith…an unabashed and boundless and unbiased openness. We had a moment … Continue reading

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Ma Leonn (artist) even the sun seems to skirt around china tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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I remember a time when I didn’t have to remember a time…

I remember a time when I didn’t have to remember a time When butter only came in sticks. And the trash men came every morning When a Chevy was just a Chevy… And my dad parked it for free and … Continue reading

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Nihilism by File

He fantasizes of filing in contempt the corners off squares…but for every shaved angle, two more are made. When no more can be found, he learns to love circles. What’s so boxy about a box turtle anyway… tis nothing if … Continue reading

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‎~ K. Smith ~ “While his eyes saw the sky, his soul saw Heaven.”

You must cover half the journey before its end. And every half journey, is its own. So on infinitum. Hm. It is rational to postulate that our choices (to move) come down to covering half of an infinitesimally small distance… … Continue reading

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On Broken Hearts and Love that Does Start

Our broken hearts…beat loudly. They pound away at the diamond hard surface of love with soft golden hammers. Looking for what? – to perhaps take a chip out of it, or find more gold with which to make more hammers … Continue reading

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The Gardens of Siam

Whiskers stir on dandelion stemsWhile dawn departs on fragrant winds.“We see the sun, his shadow’s falling,”from the treetops, cried the waling-waling. Wink awake oh dreaming roseBrush your trestles from the briers Till the soils of your tacticsAnd climb the trellis … Continue reading

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Goodbye Greetings

Goodbye… Hindsight. I’ve heard goodbye whispered softly to my ear, through such sweet lipsAnd I closed my eyes so I didn’t have to see her go…waiting, that such gentle a sound would not carry very far into my heart. That … Continue reading

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