Monthly Archives: November 2014

Abandoned by Youth to Silence

There are those with whom We are only meant to share Silence. He, a single bead of dew, Aged well, yet threadbare. Clung to the cat tongue edge of a Green blade of grass. She, a daughter among the olive … Continue reading

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Come Hither

Silence blossoms While mere words wither In empty spaces, echoes, Calling, “beloved, come hither” A flower knows not for whom its petals shown Yet its fragrance seems so personal As if meant for me alone. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Trifles Past Lips

Banter is but trifle…as anything less than the sound of wind through wings; all else is just breath past lips to raise nothing more than a fading voice to a wanting ear.   tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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