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Daily Archives: January 31, 2017
Keystone
Thou art the Keystone in love’s majestic archway Ne’er having to duck my head, here unafraid I walk through You, I walk beneath You, whilst to my own wayfaring heart I bow and pray. Before Your door standing, all senses … Continue reading
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The Old Sea Dog
On winter’s eastern seaboard haunts Spirits bled from the seams of the heart Beneath the torpor of a glaucous sky We soak and settle in sobering eyes. One writes, one waits, Both writhe through relentless change One cannot forsake his … Continue reading
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In the Hidden Wood
I thought to myself, “I have a haunting feeling I’ll be passing this way again.” But what if I were to take a different path to get here and then from here onward, yet another. Could you be with me? … Continue reading
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the waiting
the waiting the mantra of hope, the sound of absence, a breeze through the empty room lost in the wood at night, at the day’s darkest moments, there is a candle I can faintly see if I look with a … Continue reading
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Toppled Chairs
The slow crawl of unkempt grasses there is so much absurdity to a chair that never accepts that it is a toppled chair, to see, it is the rest of the world who must be titled it’s … Continue reading
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This portrait was drawn by my dear friend Arshia Qasim; artist, poet, writer, empath, neurologist and the list goes on. She has recently taken on the founding of the Alhamra Art Center of New Jersey (https://www.facebook.com/ALHAMRAARTNJ/). Here, she will be … Continue reading
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