Monthly Archives: February 2013

SUCH A BLESSING

Such a blessing to have choices. . . and to know it, take advantage of it. . . and be pleased for having had the choice or for having still the choice at hand– no matter what the outcome.

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TO THOSE WITH WHOM I ALIGN– ON LINE

You’re there. . . I’m here. . . Funny how we meet. . . and pseudo associate in this glowing cybersphere. And though we may be from one another far away there is a way in which we’re near.

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YEA, THOUGH HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

Ah, yea, hope, though ’tis said it springs eternal, at times it stops at the source with some pesky block, infernal– only out again to pop on our way to next equinox, the vernal.

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WHERE THE SUN COMES FROM

To bring a little sun into my life– What’s there to do? Just bring a little me into the sun. . .

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SILENCE SO LOUD

Silence. . . so loud sometimes. . . To settle it takes more than a little Patience.

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ONE STEP AT A TIME

One step at a time may be a slow go, but it feels best when on the ground the toes can grip, the weight spring forth in smooth rebound, which propels the flow and swing steadied by a firm footing.

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NOT MISS CLAVEL, NOT MADELINE

You live in a house with a man, alone. . . and exult in the beauty of an old canyon. . . Here live no twelve girls who’ve slept two straight lines– the house, if your kept duty helps it, … Continue reading

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WHAT THE CLOUDS ALLOW

Everything changes. A gray, cold day now has its way to follow some warm and sunny ones. The clouds allow the hiding sun to slip a wedge of brightly lit sky between their puffs and turns. . . And my … Continue reading

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MIST?

Mist? +++++Too thick, ++++++++++and you +++++++++++++++might lose ++++++++++++++++++++your way, +++++Confused! Too thin, +++++and then, ++++++++++it burns off fast– +++++++++++++++too soon! +++++By glare of sun, ++++++++++perhaps, +++++++++++++++your eye and skin abused, ++++++++++++++++++++ere noon! But, In Between– +++++there’s the delight! ++++++++++the glowing … Continue reading

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SPRING-CLEAN

Lonely. . . Pain injecting into brain. . . Upset +++++in belly, +++++throat to gut– +++++a glut, +++++an onslaught +++++fraught with fear +++++and desperation. . . Only +++++to lie in wait– +++++the lowly +++++inaction +++++I can take– +++++and in the … Continue reading

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