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St. Elmo's Fire
Recently I felt the desire to watch a number of movies from the early 1980's that I have never seen but piqued my interest and that I associate with movie posters and soundtracks I saw as a child: namely St. Elmo’s Fire, The Big Chill, Splash and Mystic Pizza.
Today I watched St. Elmo’s Fire, which was a movie about young adults transitioning into ( Read more... ) -
Glass coffin
Ever so often my breath hitches
And I feel the shard against my heart
I come close to forgetting
But can’t let it go
Every other moment the world
Frosts in sadness
This too shall pass,
But I can’t believe it
When defending myself is shattering everything
This can’t last
Yet the pieces always get put back together
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Spring storms
Swallows flit through darkening air ( Read more... ) -
Spiritual sanctuary
In the forest mind
I don’t know mine from theirs
But overhead I detect a slender, transparent network
Of vaulting arches
In the forest a sanctuary is forming
I am a crystal with many faces
All shining in the darkness,
I am a wave silvered on the sea
By moonlight.
Many voices rise on the wind,
Crying in the darkness.
My life is preformed
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The Painful Regret
If these moments would last forever ( Read more... ) -
Truth in silence
I would know more, much more
If I never heard anything about what others believe
My path is a flat ribbon
I’m smoothing it straight with my hands
A satin ribbon that falls out of a bow
once tied instead of holding
So that while I am surrounded with bows
All I have is a flat ribbon
I want to give up the ribbon entirely
And stop listening
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The plant
In a cage of steel beams
Dodging fork lifts when I emerge
I am conscious of the spirits weaving between
The concrete pilings and steel drums
I see human faces with gratitude
Even as I wonder why we compartmentalize and isolate
And insist on empirical guarantees
Somehow I have lasted years without this understanding
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The rain
The rain is shivering over my skin
My dress is dotted with dark, and I am running
I had to steel myself for this
I don’t fear getting wet, but being seen getting wet
The rain is cold and making a symphony in waterlogged puddles
It levels over the sides of my shoes
As they navigate like little jon boats
Through a parking lot
This is actually fun
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Absinthe forest
Where am I and how did I come here
These dim shadows don’t correlate to the figures in my dreams
Who taught me to believe in promises
I’m throwing them off like baggage
Empty, useless words that keep me sitting, waiting
I am lost in a forest
This is all random and meaningless
The essential promises are denied and disavowed
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(Untitled)
Don’t hide your feelings
Why do you fear the heart that hurts
Do you fear the changes such recognition would bring
Why are tears taboo
Why are material goods the prize
The best thing in a relationship doesn’t cost money
But its price is still too dear for most
I have been watching my peers my whole life, thinking
What is wrong with you people
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