Welcome to a world of limitless possibilities, where the journey is as exhilarating as the destination, and where every moment is an opportunity to make your mark on the canvas of existence. The only limit is the extent of your imagination.
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Pain of War & Living
These halls, these chairs, these walls encasing whispered moans and memories of wars and those gone soldiers that never made it home to America, to sit here, to wait on the doctor to see them at the VA Hospital in Charleston.
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A Thousand Muses
There were a thousand Muses through the years — Some were friends and others foes. Some were lovers and past crushes and possible future flames. Each vibration–reaction strumming a chord that said Create, Capture, Hold an Image, a Moment — But None of them sparked my heart like you, Beautiful Soul.
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THIS is how my heart
THIS is how my heart desires to love you — not with fear or holding on or with clinging jealous hands — but with unity-freedom a oneness that remains true even after your leaving.
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A New Song
~for Mickey 12/2019 The old man tells me of his friend (and I am his friend) as we drive home from dinner. He falls to weeping over the buddy he sang with in the church quartet all those many years ago. His friend died young, aged 48, and he stopped singing then (at 72…
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that look in my eyes
Yes, you saw it. I know the spark — that inquisitive glimmer transcended the space between us. I like your eyes – such deep honest orbs. And I won’t try to hide mine or the flowing currents they hold. It was pain of recognition acceptance that little place of knowing – Servitude: yes, Lord —…
Why
did she take
the paper flowers
and the huge golden butterfly
inhabiting her head
(along with the stuffed
bird
in her ribcage)
and without saying a word
lay them out
on the wooden
floor?
~Nikos Engonopoulas, from Aubade.
Small Pieces of Being 