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The bottomless seas
of experience; one day
all of us will drown.
As we slip beneath the waves,
what thoughts will bind our spirits?
of experience; one day
all of us will drown.
As we slip beneath the waves,
what thoughts will bind our spirits?
Literature
warmer and warmer
the drapes
greet me
an unpleasant
morning.
the sink
drip
drip
drips
again
& the tiles
are colder barefoot.
there is a pile of
newspapers on the
marble counter
& dead quiet
in the air-
until steam
billows from
the coffee mug.
sunlight
beams in the room
like a visitor
& breakfast
comes in with
a sweet smile.
it was 6:30 when
i was alone,
but 7:00
arrived
like a neighbor
& i am happy.
i have myself,
oversized t-shirt
& messy hair
& the warm
comfort of my
own skin.
i was alone.
i'm not anymore.
Literature
Six More Weeks
Sunshine…
On the horizon…
Dipping beneath winter’s frozen blanket…
Tucked away soundly…
Dosing…
Dreaming…
Itching to reign supreme once more…
Six more weeks of winter’s reign…
Six more weeks of empty branches and snow piles tainted by the smog of
transportation…
Six more weeks until lilacs and bumble bees…
Six more weeks until green grass, blue skies, and peaceful nights
with rain tapping at my window…
Sometimes, I think, that rain is like rocks…
Like rocks that mother nature tosses at the glass panels of my home, as if s
Literature
Winter
Winter
All is quiet, not a single sound.
The world is pure, crystalline and resting. God's creatures sleep in the dead silence.
It is a time of death, a time of goodbyes, a time of moving on.
But it is also a time of cheer; people gather, laughing, giving.
Celebrating Jesus Christ; remembering Israelites.
The world is renewing, readying itself for a new year.
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