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7s in Poetry My journey began under the bed Not grabbed by a foot but dog instead She thought me a toy so I was glad, When hand put me on a stair. Not bad! Into the basket which is frankly disgusting. I slipped to the side of the machine, no hope. I wanted to… Read more
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A callenge of 7s #1 We’re asked to write a poem of 7s in this 7th month of 2024. 7 words, 7 rhymes, 7 stanzas Lying Beneath Beds Her Specialty Glowing Cat Eyes Read more
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“Being aware of the ever present storm in my body” Read more
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CINQUAIN #29 It is Normal for me To sleep much of twenty- Four hours, just not when the moon Giggles Deep in The night my eyes Wide open and my soul Breathes in study for other Sweepings Of old Alchemy that Serves not my life now or I just learned only waters my Garden. Sleepless… Read more
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CINQUAIN #28 Placing resin Into mortar and pestle I grind in ritual to reconnect With my soul lost in the windy day I hope As I Light the disc of Charcoal, blowing on it gently for My feet to touch the ground this evening. I drop Burning heat Into the thurible covered In slivers of… Read more
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CINQUAIN #27 The luxury Of perfection would seem To come from bank, but not True. Look up at a cloud there, holding The sky! Read more
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CINQUAIN #26 Cats find Me. Dogs do too. I love dogs. But I am Crazy for cats, they know it, so. Show up. Read more
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Cinquain #25 Other than The Datsun (how old Am I?) my step-mom generously loaned On college weekends to coach my step-brother On jazz While I Drove him to his Weird father’s house (turned out not So weird as I read his books on TAROT left Behind and They informed my life) Not counting that, my… Read more
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Cinquain #24 Why would You backseat drive God? “Oh, turn here God, it’s a Great shortcut, and I know better because because.” You don’t. In fact, When you are so Sure you know best, you miss All the secret, beloved discoveries for willing rides Sitting back Life’s luxury. Best to accept and To look out… Read more
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Cinquain #23 When I Consider something lost it Really isn’t gone. It is here Somewhere and this includes my mind gone wandering Away from Home for Reasons I don’t know. When it left I wasn’t paying Attenion to my thoughts and perhaps my mind Was hurt. I’d been Weeding the garden and It took so… Read more
A Realm of Sacred Joy
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