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Monthly Archives: October 2014
A SMILE AND A SIGH
A smile and a sigh. . . a thousand ways the day to while. . . in work. . . in play. . . in thoughtful pause– Find something there to make you feel more than okay and know that … Continue reading
Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry
Tagged Breath, Delight, Heart, Sigh, Smile, Soul
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AAHHHH. . .SUN!
Aahhhh.. Sun. . . Of all things in the whole wide Universe, It’s quite a good one.
READY, SET–GO!
Ready, Set– Go! No, WAIT! WHAT?. . . Not ready? Not set? Go anyway!– You want to go. . . so, go as you are– for now, you are as ready as you’ll get. . . And you will do … Continue reading
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GOD, HELP
God, help, when it’s beyond me. . . or I just won’t take any step to help myself. . . I think I want to do Thy work not just because it’s flowing in my blood and humming in my … Continue reading
WAVES AT HIGH TIDE
Waves at high tide. . . they rise and rush– not only soaking sands of beach but rudely slapping towering walls of rocks, which are shoring up the beach’s other side. . . it’s quite a ride. . . and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Prayer, Thoughts on Macrobiotics
Tagged All at once, Balanced, Beach, Briny, Caress, Earth, Feeling, Glad, Heart, High Tide, Inseparable, Land, Life preserved, Living Heart, Loud, Mind Body, Need, Ocean, Pellucid, Poetry, Pride, Quiet, Rise, Rocks, Rudely, Rush, Sand, Saved, Sea plants, Seaweed, Shine, Shore, Slapping, Stems, Thought, Walking, Waves, Ways, What makes you tick, Yielding
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TELL THEM WHO YOU ARE
Sometimes it’s wise others to advise, when they’re confused on who you are. . . if not in depth, or in such precision as needed to position your eyes to find a tiny star, then, take just a sec to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Quick reads
Tagged Advise, Confidence, Confused, Coordinates, Identity, Namesake, Others, Perimiter, Poetry, Position, Precision, Quick Reads, Recognition, Similar, Someone, Star, Tell, Tiny, Vague, Who you are
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CARE AND PROMISE
when I think some more upon the world’s cares of people strong. . . and people sick. . . of people poor and people rich. . . a labyrinth spreads out my inner eye before. . . and I feel. … Continue reading
