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Siri, Turn Off My Alarm
and nowme wrapped around youyou inside meI inhale, you exhalelove like smoke curling from our lipsyou, the finisher of my beingI close my eyes, it’s youupon waking, I am reclaimedyour rite, a rightyour touch slithering softly along my curvesmaking me become a womanyour voice… Continue Reading “Siri, Turn Off My Alarm”
Hello, my friends.
Hello friends. Summer has arrived to my corner of Alaska. It’s been warm and quite nice, weather-wise. I’ve been very busy this year, and getting busier. In a few weeks, my good friend, michael raven (of ravensweald), and I will be roadtripping from Alaska,… Continue Reading “Hello, my friends.”
When I Wanted to Kiss Your Neck by the River
“This is who I am.” The words rise, though I am alone. I’m not perfect or beautiful or young: “This is me, accept me or reject me.” (Please, love me.) Some minutes later, I park, stumble gracelessly out of the car, hopelessly in love,… Continue Reading “When I Wanted to Kiss Your Neck by the River”
The First Fields at Sunrise
The morning sky, lightening from black to midnight blue, blue to lavender, and then pink on the impossibly far-off horizon. My first glimpses of a new future. I pass through a wall of peace as I cross the county line. This is what home… Continue Reading “The First Fields at Sunrise”
Sacred Grove
In the sacred grove lay secrets from the past for the futureTouching the grey furrowed bark of a grandfather oak, I listenBe in the now, it’s all you have, this moment here, you and I I weep for all the could-be’s and should-have-been’sWasted momentsI… Continue Reading “Sacred Grove”
Reflections from Bird Sanctuary Island
Supreme peace and love fill my heart as I listen to dozens of birds warble and chirp and squawk and honk A special place, an island across a marsh, aged trees stand tall, some leaning with old age, aching for the changes they’ve seen … Continue Reading “Reflections from Bird Sanctuary Island”
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