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 Grief is eternal. There is no end to grief. Not while we are living Does the loss begin to ease. Grief is a constant heartbeat That c... [read more] |
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You think that it's all over You think you didn't get your way You think that you can't fight And you have no strength to stay You... [read more] |
 "concrete currents" city bends around midday heat:air shimmering above tarmac rivers I trace graffiti tongues—kanji str... [read more] |
 I have a friend named Lizzie Her schedule is always so busy She's always running around Like she's on a merry-go-round It'... [read more] |
 Branding iron hiss In stream and by smooth And grey stones The handle trampling a little Yellow flower against that holy earth A sigh... [read more] |
 Sitting there I was lost in the darkness Gone in my sadness Thought I was losing everything Then you were there like a light in my da... [read more] |
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There's a doctor who's known as Dr Bill Who says 'With my patients, lost patience, had my fill I'm a very nice guy So can't understand why... [read more] |
 Adirondack Chairs Jigsaw puzzle of greenery, the trees nestle next to each in the slicing sideways light of sunset.... [read more] |
 Without you I can’t survive My demon inside Pain and pleasure, Hell and heaven There is only 1 escape When I don’t have you My... [read more] |
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“Song of the Red Earth” Sing the earth in ochre breathlong before we learned to speak Dance the path wher... [read more] |
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Please remind me The day I can see The Strawberry Moon It comes in June So why are you excited? Seen a Strawberry Moon? No, never... [read more] |
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I remember the first night l thanked the moon… The night I let my gratitude soar…. I remember how the moon smiled down at me and aske... [read more] |
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May we be blessed in this time of division and disconnection when our country and the world are out of tune… to take our cue from nat... [read more] |
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We will never be astronauts…don’t have the stomachs for it… meaning we will never walk upon the moon…let alone explore it. ... [read more] |
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"sun in the room" Light does not invite; it occupies, heavy, white-gold lacquer on sky at four o'clock, refusing to rel... [read more] |