Poems of hope, faith,and the bewilderment of it all.
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Here is a fire to light a forest, dry as tinder,
rattling in death throes of another fall32 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 2 5:48 PM 2006. In spiritual
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get the right-angled look at forever
and returning to the hand that fills in details. -
No free ride came and I was forced to bend
to the clay and fashion a totem -
We have hung on to the night
until it has caved in on us45 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 29 7:47 PM 2006
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A decade's training
makes me know spring
can kill as quickly as December.31 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 15 8:00 PM 2007. In Personal
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Sighs of special speech, spoken to no one.49 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 15 10:13 PM 2007. In spiritual
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Remembering from whence it came, we came,
is the reason sadness makes us droop.39 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 16 3:29 PM 2007. In Sadness
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draw me up,
with the net of amniotic sac of heav26 lines, 8 comments, on Jan 21 10:22 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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You could come in a flurry of fur23 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 23 7:02 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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I am the boat that he sails, however he wilt.
‘Tis to this I surrender my map and guide.26 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 23 10:29 PM 2007. In Life
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Mottled memories of a tucked nest4 lines, 11 comments, on Jan 24 9:42 AM 2007. In Nature
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It swooped and put our prayers on your hand.20 lines, 8 comments, on Jan 27 1:44 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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as honest a hope as greenhouse
raised tomatoes,11 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 28 8:29 PM 2007. In Personal
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Shadows on wide-blue’s scud
present a precarious blight,14 lines, 6 comments, on Jan 30 9:22 AM 2007. In Spirituality
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taking care of a few loose branches,
looking longingly at an abandoned nest.40 lines, 3 comments, on Feb 1 7:44 PM 2007. In Personal
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I am about to rush
into the leaf-rustling whispers
about seasons being short.50 lines, 4 comments, on Feb 1 8:12 PM 2007
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waiting to be unwound, to be born
again and again to become your real joy.26 lines, 6 comments, on Feb 5 8:37 PM 2007. In Life
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But there is this that I scoop up in palms,
I give it numbers, oohs and awes
...10 lines, 3 comments, on Feb 5 9:45 PM 2007. In Life
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In the east, she was sung cherubic choruses,
given gold and frankincense and myrrh16 lines, 8 comments, on Dec 9 10:37 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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Iceberg rocking restlessly
in coldest place on earth15 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 10 1:44 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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wet rag paper sits in sloppy wide-mouthed smile,
waits to drink in colors14 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 11 3:30 PM 2007. In Creativity
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She was a girl without maturity,
chosen vessel of the Lord’s desire12 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 15 12:01 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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When rainbow upends itself
like poured bowl of light19 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 16 8:43 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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I lead you to eternity
as sea carves the names of our beloveds
in sand-washed stretches of forever46 lines, 8 comments, on Apr 18 3:49 PM 2007. In Nature
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It will not matter what is written on,
or stored within this cedar box -
It is there on tip of tongue,
an image almost in focus,37 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 25 8:21 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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Some say there is a black hole
widening widening37 lines, 7 comments, on Nov 28 8:18 AM 2007 -
A murder of crows, a mocking of ravens
mimicking voices of ancestors -
Feather-floated on spiritual air:
kissed by slanted slats of serendipity, I weave beautifully,17 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 9 9:03 AM. In Spiritual -
My Muse is a child, rubbing its gums
wanting to grow teeth31 lines, 5 comments, on Jan 8 9:42 AM
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Words, like winter’s soft spill are absorbed by a wanting earth41 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 29 8:20 PM 2007
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It takes surrender of clay to beak of bird that whispers
beyond skyful whistles big and blue about gray mass taking shape22 lines, 11 comments, on Jan 13 10:45 AM. In Spiritual
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I would have wings and ruffled feathers,
eyes bright as glass beads, claws sharp24 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 11 10:30 PM
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On cracked lip of horizon gasping its last goodnight like an elder knowing frustration of stopped-up ears19 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 29 10:10 AM
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We push at definitions as if putty
formed to palms of our pitiful hands30 lines, 10 comments, on May 19 6:59 AM. In Society
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I.
she loosens draped veils,40 lines, 14 comments, on May 27 9:29 AM. In Love
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blessed is the midnight hand that carves,
the hand that molds its bits of clay, -
In the dusk a woman calls to me;
that one knitting stories,24 lines, 4 comments, on Jun 17 11:48 AM. In Spiritual -
Old stories of old tragedies
recalling havoc on new boats38 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 10 9:42 AM. In Personal
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