Monthly Archives: February 2011

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White roses and green, the watery vase,a princess disguised as ordinary–these set the scenes for my notions of place,as I trace out the sketch of this story:With green hills, and green reptiles in hiding, except for their slitty black-yellow eyes… Continue reading

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Let me be direct. I’ll never lose hopein that which my heart and mind know as true–you could bind my hands together with rope,and I’d still send fragrant flowers to you:Each petal is a letter unsent; the fragrance is the aura of healingthat I bro… Continue reading

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I write with my fingers to keep out thedevil; my core pulsates to the tapped beatof fingers on keys with malingeringease, and I live inside through outer deaths:This is just how it is, like natural effects; like gas bubbles that disappear;as you s… Continue reading

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Before things mattered, down winding backstreetsI walked, and walked, and I lost and then foundthe open way to blossoms white and sweet,inviting the air to their creamy sound:And I walked along walls and crossed bridges and sang about freedom and … Continue reading

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Acceptance of everything, anything.Anything goes in this world. Acceptanceof this fact is the purest life; Giving and accepting, living through acceptance:From this grows understanding, true peace,divine wisdom springs forth as fresh knowledgethat… Continue reading

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There’s venom in the straw; don’t blow it outinto the sleeping man’s nose; he will sneeze,and it will shoot into your mouth, no doubtin response to your inadequacies:Seriously, to plot and scheme ain’t cool, and the truth of the heart always sputt… Continue reading

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There’s a temptation inside of your heart,and a fragrance on the tip of your tonguethat smells rather musky; my ears do smartas you speak in flowers already sung:There’s no mettle in your purplish petals, though the vase that contains you is grace… Continue reading

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The ice is melting, but the chill remainsdue to a lack of vestments on the frameof a sullen man, torso swathed in chains,olive skin and brown eyes with singular aim:Walking past him last evening was a true trip, and he looked up to acknowledge you… Continue reading

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In the forest of failure, I burned a bushand it spoke to me with ardent words:”Move forward with grace, but don’t ever forgetthe abuses that broke your cords:We are here with a purpose; yours is to see the hidden agendas that wipe out hopein those… Continue reading

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Material eyes, material eyes,see fluent seas through material eyes;takes a paid vacation to realize that material eyes always disguise:See the hills there so green, the blue and whitesplashed across the line, away from my touch;I shut my eyelids t… Continue reading

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