I keep my palm open, to let a single drop of rain gather in the center of the map of skin
Sometimes, a single unexpected moment becomes the perfect place to begin
A place to gather words before they get lost.
I keep my palm open, to let a single drop of rain gather in the center of the map of skin
Sometimes, a single unexpected moment becomes the perfect place to begin
The Genius of Egregious nearly daily besieges us, a spoken token of weakness and demons of grievance
I'd rather listen to the Prestigious of Sweetness, a compassionate keeper of long-sought secrets
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Here's to the time of artisan bread - another loaf baked, broken and shared on the deck chairs with friends we've made, chewing thoughtfully on the golden crust of another day, gone, together, watching the sky burn red
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Gather on the edge of the world, all of us here holding paper hands
for Daily Create
In the fallen trunk of the old knotted tree, its hollowed hole disintegrating into dust over time, I left a poem for you to rhyme
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Accept the quiet contemplation offered in the space between path and tree -
a found place to sit and wonder on the world, and how things still might be
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Bouncing ideas like a Super-ball against the wall;
Today, we're at play in a ricochet room
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I'm fighting the dog for the room's warmest sunspot, yet I let her win
for Algot
Only on one condition, she answered, with a gentle voice but firm disposition, for she was always that kind of person, the kind who never bends from a thoughtful position, so, as always, I listened
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I stand accused of wearing that old tattered t-shirt with ragged edges -
the one with frayed knots on the end of strings that once were woven tight,
for some cloth contains memories; the act of wearing our past before it fades away,
a little bit of resistance and resonance
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